The holidays have passed and we had a LOT of people here on and off. The kids all came (nice), the brothers and sisters, Aunts/Uncles, nieces, etcetera. The dogs did great with all the hubbub, but it left me wondering if I am a little too dog oriented.
-Someone yelled at one of my dogs to shut up when they barked at the door for a doorbell. I got mad at the person (I want the dogs to bark at the door bell). My dogs are well trained. I tell them 'quiet' and they are quiet. I showed the person that and they acted surprised that the dogs would listen to me.
-One friend/acquaintance of a daughter started teasing my Jazz, batting his rear end/shaking his head and trying to rile him up. It frightened Jazz and the guy called him a woosy dog when Jazz ran to hide from the guy (mind you, Jazz is 7 months old) and started chasing Jazz for fun to frighten him. I told my daughter that guy wasn't welcome here anymore (good thing it was a so-so friend and not a boyfriend ).
-My neice started pulling Bonnie's hair and I gently showed her how to pet nicely because her mom and dad thought nothing of an 18 month old pulling her tail (they thought it was cute). I tried to tell them Bonnie was a good dog and would not bite my niece, but another dog might.
-For dinner with 15 people I put them in their crates even though they are well behaved because someone else thought the dogs should not be 'around the dinner table'. They thought it was unsanitary or something.
-THEN- gasp- Bonnie jumped on the footstool where she likes to lie and someone called them spoiled and how come they were allowed on the furniture.
-I pick up the poop every day, but alas, someone stepped in an errant pile in the backyard and got ticked. How could I stand dog poop in the yard, they asked.
-Someone clearly thought Bonnie's holiday toenails were crazy.
Okay, so it wasn't all bad. Many people loved the dogs, but I wonder- is it only me that treats my dogs the way I do? Am I nuts or something? Yah, I know three dogs is a lot of dogs, but I like my dogs. I look forward to lying on the couch surrounded by my dogs watching TV. I don't mind them lying quietly around the dinner table (they do not beg).
I suppose the people on this group are fond of their dogs or they wouldn't be on this group. I'm not kookoo- really I am not. :angel2: It seems to me that if people want to come to my house (and they are welcome) that they have to understand this is a DOG house. My house is clean. My dogs are clean. What's the deal? I like dogs, sometimes more than people...
-Someone yelled at one of my dogs to shut up when they barked at the door for a doorbell. I got mad at the person (I want the dogs to bark at the door bell). My dogs are well trained. I tell them 'quiet' and they are quiet. I showed the person that and they acted surprised that the dogs would listen to me.
-One friend/acquaintance of a daughter started teasing my Jazz, batting his rear end/shaking his head and trying to rile him up. It frightened Jazz and the guy called him a woosy dog when Jazz ran to hide from the guy (mind you, Jazz is 7 months old) and started chasing Jazz for fun to frighten him. I told my daughter that guy wasn't welcome here anymore (good thing it was a so-so friend and not a boyfriend ).
-My neice started pulling Bonnie's hair and I gently showed her how to pet nicely because her mom and dad thought nothing of an 18 month old pulling her tail (they thought it was cute). I tried to tell them Bonnie was a good dog and would not bite my niece, but another dog might.
-For dinner with 15 people I put them in their crates even though they are well behaved because someone else thought the dogs should not be 'around the dinner table'. They thought it was unsanitary or something.
-THEN- gasp- Bonnie jumped on the footstool where she likes to lie and someone called them spoiled and how come they were allowed on the furniture.
-I pick up the poop every day, but alas, someone stepped in an errant pile in the backyard and got ticked. How could I stand dog poop in the yard, they asked.
-Someone clearly thought Bonnie's holiday toenails were crazy.
Okay, so it wasn't all bad. Many people loved the dogs, but I wonder- is it only me that treats my dogs the way I do? Am I nuts or something? Yah, I know three dogs is a lot of dogs, but I like my dogs. I look forward to lying on the couch surrounded by my dogs watching TV. I don't mind them lying quietly around the dinner table (they do not beg).
I suppose the people on this group are fond of their dogs or they wouldn't be on this group. I'm not kookoo- really I am not. :angel2: It seems to me that if people want to come to my house (and they are welcome) that they have to understand this is a DOG house. My house is clean. My dogs are clean. What's the deal? I like dogs, sometimes more than people...