Is There a Dog?
If you've never heard of the dyslexic atheist insomniac, the title of this update won't have any meaning for you. Think about it... but don't think too hard.
Life is never dull at my house.
I told DH when we first installed the doggy door there was a real possibility critters might come in. No problem, he said... the door he installed has a cover that you can put on it when you want it to be closed. We'll close it at night.
No sooner had he installed the doggy door than the toddler figured out he could get through the doggy door. "Outside!" he yells triumphantly from the other side, his little bottom and legs the only part visible from the computer desk.
The novelty of the door has finally worn off for the boy, but apparently not for the neighbor's dog. Tonight, we came home and discovered not one, but TWO dogs in our house. The beagle was ours, but the large golden thing that was drooling and had obviously torn our house up was not.
The dog, Houdini (name changed to protect my anonymity in the neighborhood), is an escape artist. He figured out how to get out of the neighbor's yard a long time ago. Now, he can not only jump OUT of their yard, but he can also jump INTO ours... and find his way down the back steps and into the doggy door, where he and Charlie are best buddies and they lick and sniff themselves silly.
And then Houdini, probably because he's really just a big puppy, found his way to Charlie's food, ate the heck out of it, pooped on our floor, knocked things over, and so on and so forth, until we discovered the whole blasted mess.
If the neighbors can't keep Houdini in their yard now, I hate to see what happens when the thing's finished growing. Some people should have to fill out a questionnaire before they take a dog home. Answer vital questions like, "Will you have enough room for this dog to stretch his legs?" and "How will you keep this dog from annoying the crap out of your neighbors?" and "Are you actually smarter than the dog?"
Which reminds me of my grandfather's advice about dog training. The first thing is, he said, you have to be smarter than the dog.
Nuff said.
Life is never dull at my house.
I told DH when we first installed the doggy door there was a real possibility critters might come in. No problem, he said... the door he installed has a cover that you can put on it when you want it to be closed. We'll close it at night.
No sooner had he installed the doggy door than the toddler figured out he could get through the doggy door. "Outside!" he yells triumphantly from the other side, his little bottom and legs the only part visible from the computer desk.
The novelty of the door has finally worn off for the boy, but apparently not for the neighbor's dog. Tonight, we came home and discovered not one, but TWO dogs in our house. The beagle was ours, but the large golden thing that was drooling and had obviously torn our house up was not.
The dog, Houdini (name changed to protect my anonymity in the neighborhood), is an escape artist. He figured out how to get out of the neighbor's yard a long time ago. Now, he can not only jump OUT of their yard, but he can also jump INTO ours... and find his way down the back steps and into the doggy door, where he and Charlie are best buddies and they lick and sniff themselves silly.
And then Houdini, probably because he's really just a big puppy, found his way to Charlie's food, ate the heck out of it, pooped on our floor, knocked things over, and so on and so forth, until we discovered the whole blasted mess.
If the neighbors can't keep Houdini in their yard now, I hate to see what happens when the thing's finished growing. Some people should have to fill out a questionnaire before they take a dog home. Answer vital questions like, "Will you have enough room for this dog to stretch his legs?" and "How will you keep this dog from annoying the crap out of your neighbors?" and "Are you actually smarter than the dog?"
Which reminds me of my grandfather's advice about dog training. The first thing is, he said, you have to be smarter than the dog.
Nuff said.
posted by Becky @ 10:06 PM
1 Comments:
At 12:10 PM,
Thomas J Wolfenden said…
Sometimes I think dogs are smarter that thier owners...
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