Self-Imposed Jail Time! 365 Days Of My Dog, Day 8!
Jessi the Wonder Dog is good, even when she’s bad! She only has to hear the words, “What did you do?” and she goes into her crate for self-punishment, which is weird, because we’ve never used her crate as punishment, ever! In reality, I think it’s like her safe zone, and she goes there to escape her deed and perhaps our ire. I guess Jessi is a little bit spoiled, in that, we decided when we adopted her that she was an innocent, and anything she did was not her fault, but our fault for not educating her that it was out of bounds. We are inspired and engaged dog owners, no corporal punishment EVER, and we love Jessi so much. Jessi is almost 6 now, and she has been educated that doing what she did today (getting in the pantry, retrieving anything, much less a bag of instant oatmeal, taking it in the living room, opening it and whipping it around the room) is out of bounds.
When she does something like that now, I think it’s a bit on purpose to teach us a lesson about leaving her alone all day that day. I ritually give her a couple of treats before I leave for work, and if I forget…there is a higher chance she will get a loaf of bread off the counter (something she would ignore for months), or similar, and tear it up in the middle of the living room at some point before I return. I rarely forget, so obviously she has trained me as well. My husband will tell you however, that it’s not about the treats, it’s about whether I say goodbye to her. He says that when I’ve given her treats, but forgot to say “Goodbye Jessi girl, have a good day, mama loves you”, she acts forlorn. He thinks those are the times we end up with oatmeal, or panko bread crumbs, or something else on the floor that she’s ignored before. I know I gave her the treat-ta treat-tas, so I must have forgotten the goodbye. Okay, I’m trained, 2 chicken jerkys, 1 biscuit, 1 dentagreen bone, and don’t forget to say goodbye! I love my dog, so I can handle that agenda. Hugs and thanks for viewing! =o)
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Self-Imposed Jail Time! 365 Days Of My Dog, Day 8!
Jessi the Wonder Dog is good, even when she’s bad! She only has to hear the words, “What did you do?” and she goes into her crate for self-punishment, which is weird, because we’ve never used her crate as punishment, ever! In reality, I think it’s like her safe zone, and she goes there to escape her deed and perhaps our ire. I guess Jessi is a little bit spoiled, in that, we decided when we adopted her that she was an innocent, and anything she did was not her fault, but our fault for not educating her that it was out of bounds. We are inspired and engaged dog owners, no corporal punishment EVER, and we love Jessi so much. Jessi is almost 6 now, and she has been educated that doing what she did today (getting in the pantry, retrieving anything, much less a bag of instant oatmeal, taking it in the living room, opening it and whipping it around the room) is out of bounds.
When she does something like that now, I think it’s a bit on purpose to teach us a lesson about leaving her alone all day that day. I ritually give her a couple of treats before I leave for work, and if I forget…there is a higher chance she will get a loaf of bread off the counter (something she would ignore for months), or similar, and tear it up in the middle of the living room at some point before I return. I rarely forget, so obviously she has trained me as well. My husband will tell you however, that it’s not about the treats, it’s about whether I say goodbye to her. He says that when I’ve given her treats, but forgot to say “Goodbye Jessi girl, have a good day, mama loves you”, she acts forlorn. He thinks those are the times we end up with oatmeal, or panko bread crumbs, or something else on the floor that she’s ignored before. I know I gave her the treat-ta treat-tas, so I must have forgotten the goodbye. Okay, I’m trained, 2 chicken jerkys, 1 biscuit, 1 dentagreen bone, and don’t forget to say goodbye! I love my dog, so I can handle that agenda. Hugs and thanks for viewing! =o)
***All rights to my images are STRICTLY reserved. Please contact me if you are interested in purchasing my images or if you are an educator or non-profit interested in use. copyright KathleenJacksonPhotography 2010***