The Hubs and I recently started "intense puppy training." By recently, I mean yesterday. Remy was starting be a bit of a turd to put it very nicely. Obviously, we got a male puppy which comes with certain characteristics. He likes to push his boundaries, trying to establish that he is in charge and the leader of our "pack" of McCoys (including Aruba). We both noticed a recent change in his behavior and so, I did a bit of good ol' internet research. Did you know that a dog that likes to sit on your lap is really just establishing that he (or she) is in charge? Yeah, I didn't know that either. Oops. And I just thought that Remy thought that he was a lap dog. Did you ALSO know that a dog that is still wired and bouncing around the house after a long, lonnnggg walk is really just not getting "mentally" exercised? Apparently, dogs need to be shown that they are not in charge and not the leader for them to relax. Yeah, didn't know that either. Sorry, Remy, apparently we kinda screwed up on you a bit. However, at least it's a puppy and not a small child. Whew. So, starting yesterday we decided to do a couple of things:
- Use his crate as a "HIS area" - meaning we put him in it when we are cleaning up the kitchen, folding laundry, etc. He stays in the same room as us and we move it when we go to a different room, so he observes and is still a part of the fam.
- Strict potty training - after he eats, he goes straight into his crate for 30 minutes then we take him out to "eliminate" (that's the word the training websites used, I prefer pee or poo, but whatevs). If he doesn't go, he goes back in his crate. If he does go, he gets rewarded with playing with us and being out of his crate.
- Establishing that humans are in charge (this one is the hardest for me). It includes silly things I never even thought of before like: he must walk behind people when going for walks (the leader walks in front), he has to exit/enter a door after people, he must come to you when you call him (don't go to him), he must sit before going outside and coming inside.
Oh, and on a totally different note from loving adorable animals that just give you fuzzies inside... Yesterday morning, the Hubs shot a turkey. Yes, kind of gross to have freshly cut piles of meat in your fridge. However, to have battered, fried delicious turkey with Sweet Baby Ray's BBQ sauce for dinner made it all worth it. It even made finding a turkey feather on my gallon of milk worth it. It was amazing. The Hubs is an incredibly talented cook and once again surprised me with a scrumptious wild game dinner. There's nothing quite like killing your dinner before breakfast, oh what a life.... Apologies if you are vegetarian or vegan....
To leave this windy, blustery Tuesday afternoon on a happy thought, here's a picture of the little turd-turned-awesome-baby-puppy that will melt the hardest of hearts:
(please note the camo collar, Remington brand of course)