Monday, January 21, 2008
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January 1, 2008
One of the dogs woke me up, whining, at 4:30 a.m. I think that it was Bundy. I let Bundy and Javi out the back door, and in a bit I will put a leash on Morisson, and take him out the front door. Morisson has lost back door privileges, wherein I open the back door for him and the other dogs, and let them have at the back yard, because Morisson has gotten into a bad pattern of running off, nearly every time I let him out there.
There are a lot of dogs in this neighborhood, and I know that he knows that. The second to last time that he ran off, I found him trotting about the neighborhood with another dog, as if they owned the place. The last time that he ran off from me, I found him several blocks away, and, when I called him, he started to run off from me, but to his credit, he was running back towards the house that he and I share.
Ultimately, it is my responsibility to make sure that my dog does not get run over by a car, or picked up by the animal control people. I love this dog and I want good things for him, so I have to hover over him, more than I have in the past. Limiting his freedom, might save his life.
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Javi, my oldest dog, is the most demonstrative in his desires. Just a minute or so ago, in the kitchen he was seriously indicating that he wanted something. I figured that he was hankering for a dog treat, so I said to him,"You ain't gettin' nothing right now. It ain't time for no treat."
Then I looked at the water bowl. It was empty. "Ahhhhh," I said to Javi, "You want some water." I filled the water bowl, and placed it on the floor. Javi was not alone in greedily licking the water. Morisson and Bundy immediately joined him.
One of the dogs woke me up, whining, at 4:30 a.m. I think that it was Bundy. I let Bundy and Javi out the back door, and in a bit I will put a leash on Morisson, and take him out the front door. Morisson has lost back door privileges, wherein I open the back door for him and the other dogs, and let them have at the back yard, because Morisson has gotten into a bad pattern of running off, nearly every time I let him out there.
There are a lot of dogs in this neighborhood, and I know that he knows that. The second to last time that he ran off, I found him trotting about the neighborhood with another dog, as if they owned the place. The last time that he ran off from me, I found him several blocks away, and, when I called him, he started to run off from me, but to his credit, he was running back towards the house that he and I share.
Ultimately, it is my responsibility to make sure that my dog does not get run over by a car, or picked up by the animal control people. I love this dog and I want good things for him, so I have to hover over him, more than I have in the past. Limiting his freedom, might save his life.
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Javi, my oldest dog, is the most demonstrative in his desires. Just a minute or so ago, in the kitchen he was seriously indicating that he wanted something. I figured that he was hankering for a dog treat, so I said to him,"You ain't gettin' nothing right now. It ain't time for no treat."
Then I looked at the water bowl. It was empty. "Ahhhhh," I said to Javi, "You want some water." I filled the water bowl, and placed it on the floor. Javi was not alone in greedily licking the water. Morisson and Bundy immediately joined him.
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