odnarb wrote:Fortunately, I caught him in the act. We will just leave it at that I
don't think he will forget this one. We had a "Come To Jesus" moment.
Ha - that's funny.
I have to relate how my husband dealt with marking with Petey.
Mark came home to find me in tears because Petey marked all my scrapbook magazines, albums and books on the lower shelf.
He picked up Pete's kong, marched out the back door with the dog following him, thinking he was going to play.
Then Mark peed on Petey's sacred kong, while Pete just watched making his anxious whining noise with a look of disbelief on his face (according to Mark).
Then Mark showed the kong to Petey and said "NO OUTSIDE IN THE HOUSE!!!" threw the kong on the ground, then marched back into the house.
Petey just sniffed the kong, looked at the house, looked at the kong, looked back at the house and went into the dog house to pout.
He didn't mark again for a very very very long time. And hid his kong when he did. (Yes Petey will hide his toys so he doesn't have to share or if he thinks we're going to take it from him.)
Moral courage is the most valuable and usually the most absent characteristic in men ~ General George S. Patton, Jr.
She taking all the stars down from her sky to hang them up someplace new, where there's better weather and the sky's a different blue. ~ Autumn Fields