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Babsy has been adequately described as a couch potato, but some things are rediculous. She is in my bed (sleeping) as is her wont when I am watching a video, and I am looking for some canine companionship, and decided that she was a lost cause. I brought Dolly in.
As this would be Dolly and Babsy's first time to be free with one another, I left Babs in the room with the divider between the hall and the living room. As there were no open hostilities, I slid the divider open and let Babs in the room with me and the pup.
After a mild but thourough sniff job, Babsy aired it out and landed on the quilt on the couch and settled for her mid afternoon snooze. The pup went for a closer view and got the evil eye, but not the lip curl which generallly denotes trouble. I quickly put my warning tone for Babs to be Gentle, and that ended that.
Dolly quicly grabbed my old shoe and paraded around the living room with the shoe held high like a trophe. So I dug around in the dog box and found a blue fluffy toy. I gave that to her and when she went for the shoe again, I gave her a quick Eh, that's Mine. And she left it alone. Good Girl.
Babs could care less, she was sound asleep.
I moved to the fridge to get a treat. Babs disapparated from her spot on the couch and reappeared, nose, eyes, and ears keyed on the cheese, butt on the ground. Dolly was not as quick but as she got there all the same, I said SIT though Babs had beat me to it, and Dolly's butt hit the ground and cheese quarters all around. We adjusted our movements, another SIT, butts magically struck the floor and cheese was distributed. Game over. Two dogs trained today.
Babsy waited to ensure no more tidbits were to be had, and then went off to her recliner in my study. I finished watching the vid with Dolly. Then she wanted to go back outside, and I let her.
I had to call Babsy to get her to relocate to my bedroom as I had something I was doing at that end of the house. And then I tried to crawl in for a nap.
Babs of course is draped across the pillows on the top of the bed. I get in and she give me BUTT!!! I make her move so her head is up by me, and she gives me a straight arm so that I cannot pull her near.
I think I finally got it. Babsy likes my bed, my couch, my recliner, my food, and my treats, but she really does not like me. The others fawn all over me. Babs gets more of everything, and treats me like leftover fish.
GSDs are SUPPOSED to be smart, they should at least know how to schmooze the one that brings home the bacon!!!
As this would be Dolly and Babsy's first time to be free with one another, I left Babs in the room with the divider between the hall and the living room. As there were no open hostilities, I slid the divider open and let Babs in the room with me and the pup.
After a mild but thourough sniff job, Babsy aired it out and landed on the quilt on the couch and settled for her mid afternoon snooze. The pup went for a closer view and got the evil eye, but not the lip curl which generallly denotes trouble. I quickly put my warning tone for Babs to be Gentle, and that ended that.
Dolly quicly grabbed my old shoe and paraded around the living room with the shoe held high like a trophe. So I dug around in the dog box and found a blue fluffy toy. I gave that to her and when she went for the shoe again, I gave her a quick Eh, that's Mine. And she left it alone. Good Girl.
Babs could care less, she was sound asleep.
I moved to the fridge to get a treat. Babs disapparated from her spot on the couch and reappeared, nose, eyes, and ears keyed on the cheese, butt on the ground. Dolly was not as quick but as she got there all the same, I said SIT though Babs had beat me to it, and Dolly's butt hit the ground and cheese quarters all around. We adjusted our movements, another SIT, butts magically struck the floor and cheese was distributed. Game over. Two dogs trained today.
Babsy waited to ensure no more tidbits were to be had, and then went off to her recliner in my study. I finished watching the vid with Dolly. Then she wanted to go back outside, and I let her.
I had to call Babsy to get her to relocate to my bedroom as I had something I was doing at that end of the house. And then I tried to crawl in for a nap.
Babs of course is draped across the pillows on the top of the bed. I get in and she give me BUTT!!! I make her move so her head is up by me, and she gives me a straight arm so that I cannot pull her near.
I think I finally got it. Babsy likes my bed, my couch, my recliner, my food, and my treats, but she really does not like me. The others fawn all over me. Babs gets more of everything, and treats me like leftover fish.
GSDs are SUPPOSED to be smart, they should at least know how to schmooze the one that brings home the bacon!!!