I have had the pleasure over the last few days to be "dog sitting" my friend's West Highland Terrier named Cerys. She is a little beauty. Great personality, and VERY smart. Only took her 2 seconds to realize she had a big softy in her paws, and I was her slave....sort of.
We have been having a great time getting to know each other and communicating to each other. It hasn't taken her very long to train me at all.
Going for walks with her each day has been a highlight for both of us I think. After 2 days, I now only have to put my runners on and she goes ballistic! It's so funny. How does she know that I will take her for a walk just because I put on a particular pair of shoes!! Too smart. And while out walking I collect up her lead and say "waaaaaaaaiiiiit" (wait) at each curb and by the fourth curb she doing it on voice command only! I've got a problem here, I think her IQ is FAR higher than mine!! Should I be worried?! No, I don't think so, I'm in good paws!
Mealtimes have been funny. I put out some doggy biscuits for her and a meal for us. She looks contemptuously at the doggy biscuits and then comes to me (sitting at the table) and stands up on my legs, looks into my face as good as to say...."And where is my fish and chips thanks", so being a good mum, I shared mine with her.
Hubby and I went to the market on Sunday and I brought her some doggy chew treats and a toy. Took her out the back yard and gave her a treat when we got home. She had a great (although very short) time chewing it up and eating it. Typical dog though, I thought (stupidly) that it would amuse her for hours.....not minutes! Silly me!
Sleeping arrangements came with a few...er...discussions. She made it plain she felt that our bed was her bed and she would happily allow us to sleep either side of her. Can't say hubby and I agreed with her. I firstly showed her, her doggy bed on the nice carpet in the nice warm lounge room, patted her bed, gave her a pat and said "goodnight Cerys", thinking that would do it. HUH!
She nearly beat me into the bed room and into bed.....so funny...I had to try not to laugh as I said "No Cerys, get down please". She begrudgingly did get down after shooting me a withering look and stood with her tail hanging down looking miserable. I nearly cracked, but then remember it was going to be a long night and if I let her sleep in the middle of our bed nobody would be getting much sleep and hubby and I would be tired and grumpy next day. So I stuck to my resolve and told her "Go to be bed Cerys" and pointed into the lounge room. The response was hilarious, the tail drooped as did the head, and dragging her paws on the carpet a forlorn little dog sulked off to her own bed. Hubby and I nearly split ourselves trying not to laugh.
At about 4.00am a little doggy face appeared in front of me with paws scrabbling at the bed and eyes bright and ears pricked! A little whine followed by a snort and a race for the bed room door, spoke volumes. "Want to go out to the toilet Cerys" says me stupidly. Cerys very patiently looked at me as good as to say, well I could pee on the carpet if you like, but that's bad manners, so perhaps you could let me out the back yard for a minute. Naturally I let her out the back with a "hurry up Cerys", which she naturally ignored. Kept me waiting in my PJ's in the freezing cold for all of a minute! What a great dog, guess she was cold to. Anyway she was quick and then came flying back in and went back to her own bed! Amazing!
I sadly have to take her home today. Wonder how many years jail I would get for dog napping? Only joking, it has been a pleasure to have her "visit" us and we will be pleased to oblige again if asked by her family. She is currently curled up asleep on the carpet at my feet at I type this, the little sweetie, after a long walk this morning.
HOLY MOTHER OF GOD WHAT just died in here!!!!!! Ooooooohhhhhh Cerys!!!!!!!!! You little stinker! DOGS! I forgot about the downside....they have NO inhibitions! They just do what comes naturally. Well, NO MORE roast lamb for you young lady!! Not much of a lady at the moment more a stinking ratbag! Still she is forgiven, although I can't help wondering if she doesn't know exactly what she has done as I gasp for breath and fan the air, a little eye opens and looks up as me and I swear I saw her smile........
We have been having a great time getting to know each other and communicating to each other. It hasn't taken her very long to train me at all.
Going for walks with her each day has been a highlight for both of us I think. After 2 days, I now only have to put my runners on and she goes ballistic! It's so funny. How does she know that I will take her for a walk just because I put on a particular pair of shoes!! Too smart. And while out walking I collect up her lead and say "waaaaaaaaiiiiit" (wait) at each curb and by the fourth curb she doing it on voice command only! I've got a problem here, I think her IQ is FAR higher than mine!! Should I be worried?! No, I don't think so, I'm in good paws!
Mealtimes have been funny. I put out some doggy biscuits for her and a meal for us. She looks contemptuously at the doggy biscuits and then comes to me (sitting at the table) and stands up on my legs, looks into my face as good as to say...."And where is my fish and chips thanks", so being a good mum, I shared mine with her.
Hubby and I went to the market on Sunday and I brought her some doggy chew treats and a toy. Took her out the back yard and gave her a treat when we got home. She had a great (although very short) time chewing it up and eating it. Typical dog though, I thought (stupidly) that it would amuse her for hours.....not minutes! Silly me!
Sleeping arrangements came with a few...er...discussions. She made it plain she felt that our bed was her bed and she would happily allow us to sleep either side of her. Can't say hubby and I agreed with her. I firstly showed her, her doggy bed on the nice carpet in the nice warm lounge room, patted her bed, gave her a pat and said "goodnight Cerys", thinking that would do it. HUH!
She nearly beat me into the bed room and into bed.....so funny...I had to try not to laugh as I said "No Cerys, get down please". She begrudgingly did get down after shooting me a withering look and stood with her tail hanging down looking miserable. I nearly cracked, but then remember it was going to be a long night and if I let her sleep in the middle of our bed nobody would be getting much sleep and hubby and I would be tired and grumpy next day. So I stuck to my resolve and told her "Go to be bed Cerys" and pointed into the lounge room. The response was hilarious, the tail drooped as did the head, and dragging her paws on the carpet a forlorn little dog sulked off to her own bed. Hubby and I nearly split ourselves trying not to laugh.
At about 4.00am a little doggy face appeared in front of me with paws scrabbling at the bed and eyes bright and ears pricked! A little whine followed by a snort and a race for the bed room door, spoke volumes. "Want to go out to the toilet Cerys" says me stupidly. Cerys very patiently looked at me as good as to say, well I could pee on the carpet if you like, but that's bad manners, so perhaps you could let me out the back yard for a minute. Naturally I let her out the back with a "hurry up Cerys", which she naturally ignored. Kept me waiting in my PJ's in the freezing cold for all of a minute! What a great dog, guess she was cold to. Anyway she was quick and then came flying back in and went back to her own bed! Amazing!
I sadly have to take her home today. Wonder how many years jail I would get for dog napping? Only joking, it has been a pleasure to have her "visit" us and we will be pleased to oblige again if asked by her family. She is currently curled up asleep on the carpet at my feet at I type this, the little sweetie, after a long walk this morning.
HOLY MOTHER OF GOD WHAT just died in here!!!!!! Ooooooohhhhhh Cerys!!!!!!!!! You little stinker! DOGS! I forgot about the downside....they have NO inhibitions! They just do what comes naturally. Well, NO MORE roast lamb for you young lady!! Not much of a lady at the moment more a stinking ratbag! Still she is forgiven, although I can't help wondering if she doesn't know exactly what she has done as I gasp for breath and fan the air, a little eye opens and looks up as me and I swear I saw her smile........
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