In dog years I had left him out there in the dark for close to 28 hours... O.M.G.
SLS61185 wrote: And he peed on Daisy's head?! Was that one on purpose too, or was she just in the wrong place and the wrong time? .
SLS61185 wrote:
How's Sepp doing today?
PoodleMaMaKat wrote:I'm glad Sepp is being such a good boy!
Maybe I need to lock my guys out for a bit... But Kodi can climb the fence and Mia can jump the fence. And I've already delt with a missing dog this week. So maybe not.
amazincc wrote:aka. How I Accidentally Taught My Dog A Lesson Tonight!
Sepp, on occasion - and more than anyone else - likes to test me... keep me on my toes... flex his muscles... explore the boundaries of my patience... whatever he wants to call it.
I personally call it "being an asshat" and "getting on my nerves", but I'm willing to admit that our opinions on the subject of obedience differ greatly from time to time. I also suspect that my various reactions to his asshattery are a source of great amusement to him and the other dogs because every so often I hear distinct giggling behind my back while I'm in the midst of a frustrated fit... only to be met by five pairs of wide, innocent eyes when I turn around to catch the giggler in the act.
Tonight was such a night... Sepp was annoying as all get out. He wouldn't bring the ball back. He peed on Daisys head. He knocked over Beezus like a bowling pin, several times, and on purpose. He tried to hump Fausts head while Faust was "taking care of business", and so on... and so on.
Finally I decided to call it a day because there was something I wanted to watch on TV. All the dogs filed through the door except... yup - Sepp. Sepp dove under the porch swing and no amount of calling and coaxing made him obey. Oh, I heard his tail wag enthusiastically all 500 times I said:"Seppel, COME!", but nothing short of me climbing under there and dragging his 60+ pounds out by the ears was going to make him move. Grrrrrrr.
So, I decided to pick my battles... take the high road... be the bigger man... (plus, the TV thing was going to start any second and I didn't want to miss it)... I ignored my dogs blatant challenge of my pack leader-ship, turned off the porch light, and went in the house w/out him.
As the evening went on I passed out some treats, watched my show, played around on the computer... after an hour or so things were back to normal and pretty soon all the dogs were snoozing in their assorted favorite spots.
Every now and then I heard some faint grumbling-whining... the kind of noise dogs sometimes make in their sleep while they're dreaming, and I really didn't pay much attention to it.
About thirty minutes ago I noticed that the grumbly-whiny noise was accompanied by some heavy breathing and snuffling... and seemed to come through my living room window. Weird, I thought, I wonder how an inside sound travels like that and appears to come from outside - until I realized that I had forgotten all about poor Sepp on the front porch!!!
In dog years I had left him out there in the dark for close to 28 hours... O.M.G.
I don't know why he didn't bark once... or scratch at the door...??? Maybe because Mom usually frowns upon those behaviors, and he knew that he was already in deep doo-doo??? Oh, the GUILT and the SHAME I felt for having been so pre-occupied w/other things and having left my baby boy to fend for himself...
As soon as I opened the front door Sepp did a WILD happy dance for about 30 seconds... and then sat down, giving me his full and undivided attention PLUS eye contact. This is virtually unheard of - Sepp usually needs TIME to focus on anything, especially when he's excited.
He then proceeded to walk quickly but calmly into the house when I told him to come in. YES!!! Quickly but CALMLY, I said.
This was followed by another hour of bringing me all his toys and dropping them at my feet, an assortment of unsolicited sits, downs, high fives, and intermittent loud sighs while gently placing his head on my knee... who is this dog, and what have THEY done to my pushy obnoxious bratty one???
I can't say that I don't enjoy this new and improved Seppel, and I intent to take full advantage of his new attitude for as long as it lasts. I also decided to forgo any and all tearful apologies on my part, as not to spoil our special moment or to cause unnecessary confusion about who was at fault for what. The poor thing was traumatized enough for one evening is what I'm thinking... no need to add to it by crying and wringing of the hands, or beating myself about the head... we must move forward instead of living in the past! It's the only way to cement our relationship and bring meaning to this unfortunate incident...
I know Sepp feels the same way. Right now he's in the bathroom, scrubbing the toilet w/a tooth brush... and I'm pretty sure I can expect breakfast in bed in the morning.
That, or he's gonna pee in my shoes while I sleep.
It could go either way once he really thinks about what I did to him.
dlynne1123 wrote: He was probably worried! Worried enough to offer complete, 100% attention!
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