Sorry to leave you guys hanging. I know everyone’s curious to know if Mom actually took Molly to the shelter or not.
She couldn’t bring herself to take Molly back to that awful place that she literally promised her she’d never take her back to.
Instead, Mom passed out flyers at the flea market for people to hang up in their booths that have her picture and all of her info on it. Hopefully, someone will call and be the perfect fit.
In the meantime, Mom and Dad have been very careful about how we’re all interacting. Knock on wood, there have been no major problems since Friday. Well, except for her trying to eat Jamison this morning BUT that was HIS fault because he jumped on her head according to Dad.
We’ve all been getting all-natural calming bones every day and Mom is looking into obedience school for all of us. Oh, she has something to tell you guys. Hold on:
Hi, everyone! Noodle’s Mom here. I have a confession to make. One that makes me feel terrible but one that I need to admit to you and start working on.
I have zero control over my dogs. None of them listen. They don’t respect me.
My husband claims that they listen to him but all you have to do is watch Macy or Molly’s response when he tells them “come” while they’re outside.
In the past, obedience school/training was not an option due to our financial situation and conflict of time with scheduled classes. Luckily, some things have changed and I hope to enroll at least one, if not all three, of the dogs in training.
I want to work with Macy on jumping, pawing, coming to me when outside and told “come” (recall), staying out of the other dogs’ faces, and learning to leave something alone the first time I tell her to “leave it”.
With Noodle, he needs to work on recall (not as much as Macy), resource guarding, and looking to Greg and I for instruction. He’s unruly as can be because gets away with everything since he’s small and cute.
Molly obviously needs work with the aggression, resource guarding, recall, and jealousy which includes pawing. Specific to the recall, I need to work on breaking her attention when she’s on a “hunt” so I don’t have to get a leash and go get her.
I try not to dwell on how good we had it when it was Khia, Noodle, and Mya but it’s hard when they all gelled so well and now I have this chaotic trio that pushes me to limits multiple times throughout the day.
I have to get them to respect me. My sanity literally is depending on it. My mental health can’t take this much longer. Something has to give so it’s time to take control of the things that I can control.
I knew Mom was stressed this weekend, and so was I, so we spent A LOT of time snuggling. The way we did before the girls got here.
Macy was busy watching TV or hogging the lone sun puddle.
Molly was laying in the recliner.
So, I guess we have work ahead of us. Does that mean treats? I like treats! “Will work for food!” BOL!
Oh, on a funny note, here’s a good blooper of Macy: