Sunday, February 15, 2009

The "Leash".

I have a dog. A big dog.

He is very smart and also well (well, almost well) trained.
He will Heel, Sit, Say, Down, Back, Catch and play games with you.

My only question is, for a dog being so smart, how the hell does he manage to tangle himself in his leash and not be able to get out of it?

I can put peanut butter in a hollow toy and he has it slicked clean in minutes and brings the toy back very politely and seems to be asking "may I have some more please?".

He will also take one single step with a front paw over a leash and not be able to figure out what happened or how to get out of it. The most he seems able to do is make it worse.

He can count and knows how many treats you have in your pocket since he watched you put them there. He still can't step back over the leash. Something is obviously wrong here. The worse part is that he looks at me all offended and seems to think it is my fault. He then waits patiently for me to reach down and lift his paw over the leash. Sort of with a "you broke it, you fix it!" attitude. Patient, but not accepting of ANY responsibility.

I have a dog.

He is loving and smart and can do many things.

He can not, it seems, step back over a leash once he has stepped over it. Maybe it's a property thing. Step over the leash and you own it. I really don't get it but then, I'm not a dog, just the servant of one. All that "pack leader" and "alpha male" crap on TV is just advertising. Look at the credits and you will probably find it was written by a cat. Can't trust cats.

Just try putting a cat on a leash. I strongly suggest a helmet with face guard, thick leather jacket, leather work gloves, and fresh (strong) Levi's.

I love cats. I just know what they think of leash's.

Regards,
WebMouse

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