I AM The Packleader
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This weather is insane. On one side of the street it's sunny and on the other it's blackness. It goes from rain to sleet to snow and back again. It's windy as all get out. The snow melts as fast as it falls. Apparently I missed it, I was asleep...surprise!, when the ground was covered today. Hubby has gone on a cigarette run, and he will be driving right into the area hit the hardest by this freakish weather.
So I was awake from 1 a.m until about 6 a.m. Crawled into bed with Hubby, who is the most restless sleeper on earth, and pulled out my new book to read. He didn't even notice me laughing hysterically. I laughed myself to tears over a blog entry about a puppy gone wild. A puppy with the skills of Houdini for getting out of his crate, no understanding of the English language and a fetish for toilet brushes. I eventually came to the conclusion that I was tired, put the book down, killed the light and lay there for an hour listening to Hubby snore, grumble, fart uncontrollably, toss, turn, sprawl, jump, bounce and have loud conversations with dream entities before I said GET OUT. Then, finally, blissful sleep engulfed me. Slept until 11 a.m. That's when we had birthday cake. Cherry cake with chocolate frosting. Cake for breakfast, yeah, that's a healthy lifestyle. Well what the hell, I was eating battered shrimp at 6 a.m. And I wonder why I'm so fucked up??
But all is not lost, after several episodes about deadly spiders in Australia on the National Geographic channel, I got to see an episode of The Dog Whisperer. I LOVE that guy. Cesar Millan you rule! Watching his show has really helped me with my Bear. He is so right on about how us humans tend to "humanize" our dogs. Every time I watch this show I learn new ways that I allow Bear to rule me. And when I put Cesar's methods to use, they really work. Todays episode happened to feature a Rotti who was the total boss of his owner. Like Cesar said, when you have a dog that powerful, you must have 100% control of it at all times or bad shit will happen. I have some control over my Bear, but nowhere near 100%. Oh yeah, the featured dog's name was Bearz, hmmm. For the last week or so, I've been putting to practise the going in and out the door first, keeping him behind me when out for walks, making him sit, calm down and wait for getting his leash put on and stuff like that. Lo and behold, he doesn't resent it at all. He is happy to do as he's told. If only young humans were so easy.
Here's a picture, taken yesterday, of me and my Bear...is he dominating me here?
The 100 lb. lap dog.
This weather is insane. On one side of the street it's sunny and on the other it's blackness. It goes from rain to sleet to snow and back again. It's windy as all get out. The snow melts as fast as it falls. Apparently I missed it, I was asleep...surprise!, when the ground was covered today. Hubby has gone on a cigarette run, and he will be driving right into the area hit the hardest by this freakish weather.
So I was awake from 1 a.m until about 6 a.m. Crawled into bed with Hubby, who is the most restless sleeper on earth, and pulled out my new book to read. He didn't even notice me laughing hysterically. I laughed myself to tears over a blog entry about a puppy gone wild. A puppy with the skills of Houdini for getting out of his crate, no understanding of the English language and a fetish for toilet brushes. I eventually came to the conclusion that I was tired, put the book down, killed the light and lay there for an hour listening to Hubby snore, grumble, fart uncontrollably, toss, turn, sprawl, jump, bounce and have loud conversations with dream entities before I said GET OUT. Then, finally, blissful sleep engulfed me. Slept until 11 a.m. That's when we had birthday cake. Cherry cake with chocolate frosting. Cake for breakfast, yeah, that's a healthy lifestyle. Well what the hell, I was eating battered shrimp at 6 a.m. And I wonder why I'm so fucked up??
But all is not lost, after several episodes about deadly spiders in Australia on the National Geographic channel, I got to see an episode of The Dog Whisperer. I LOVE that guy. Cesar Millan you rule! Watching his show has really helped me with my Bear. He is so right on about how us humans tend to "humanize" our dogs. Every time I watch this show I learn new ways that I allow Bear to rule me. And when I put Cesar's methods to use, they really work. Todays episode happened to feature a Rotti who was the total boss of his owner. Like Cesar said, when you have a dog that powerful, you must have 100% control of it at all times or bad shit will happen. I have some control over my Bear, but nowhere near 100%. Oh yeah, the featured dog's name was Bearz, hmmm. For the last week or so, I've been putting to practise the going in and out the door first, keeping him behind me when out for walks, making him sit, calm down and wait for getting his leash put on and stuff like that. Lo and behold, he doesn't resent it at all. He is happy to do as he's told. If only young humans were so easy.
Here's a picture, taken yesterday, of me and my Bear...is he dominating me here?
The 100 lb. lap dog.
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