Category: Everyday life
I love to include Rosie in our Christmas celebrations. After all, she is family, too. However, I have to take steps to keep her safe during the holidays.
1. Christmas Tree and Decorations
I haven’t got a tree since I have Rosie. My daddy doesn’t let me have one, nor electric stuff or candles in the house. ‘It is too dangerous’, he said – no objection. My Mom, who is the Queen of Christmas Decorations, couldn’t let it go. She makes me wonderful, tiny, little trees every year. I love them, they are more than perfect (and enough).
2. Family visits
Rosie can be quite anxious around people, even if it is my family who she loves. She gets exhausted in a pretty short time, and becomes nervous and uncontrollable, just like a little kid. I’ll have to remind my family to give space to the dog and let her chill out whenever she needs it. I’m not planning long visits, and we won’t have guests. I’ll also provide her enough time for mental recovery during the holidays.
3. Christmas Meal
Oh, this is my favorite… In my family, it goes like this: ‘Look at those eyes, she is so hungry! Let her taste the cake, too! She is so cute, she put her head in my lap! She can’t wait until dinner time, it’s too much for her… We are eating, and she can’t? You are so cruel, let that dog have one bite!’ … and it goes like this on and on and on… I can’t change the ‘grandparents’, so I spent a day faffing with doggy biscuits 😀 (For reference, check the Dehydrated Dog Treats Facebook group). My plan was to prepare dog treats and biscuits that my family can give to Rosie, instead of feeding her with human food and leftovers. If nothing else works, she won’t get dinner. I’m cruel, am I not? 🙂
I never believed the stories of dogs literally left forgotten waiting patiently for their owners to say a command until it happened to us.
We were preparing for our walk. Rosie usually sits in the door waiting for me while I put on my shoes and jacket. This time I went back to the kitchen to grab some treats. I also remember drinking a glass of water, and my phone beeping. I answered my friend on Facebook, we chatted a bit, then I thought it was time for our walk. I said ‘Rosie, we are leaving’, and went back to the hall looking for the dog. And there she was, sitting exactly on the spot where I left her about ten minutes before… That is a pro stay command!
I realised I completely forgot about her! I’m so stupid sometimes! She got a huge-huge hug and a dozen of treats. She was unbelievably patient! I’m sure she didn’t understand why my tears were running, but I was so sorry and so happy at the same time.
It was an extremely positive reinforcement for her, but I hope it will never happen again.
Recently, I came to an idea how to release the frustration of our everyday walks with Rosie. To be honest, I used to hate dog walking.
We live in the city center. The average stimuli on the street – people, dogs, traffic wardens in yellow jackets, kids running – is just too much for her. Very often she becomes stressed in only a few minutes that ruins the whole activity. I’ve tried lots of things to take the pressure away, and avoid trigger stacking. If I manage to keep Rosie in a relaxed mood, she doesn’t have to feel that her life is in constant danger, and has to react to everything and anything. We are in a much better place than we used to be, but it is still a struggle.
One thing I’m trying these days is that we run home from the corner of the street. I show her a treat in my palm, and start running, calling her ‘Com’ on! Com’ on!’. This is so much fun! She loves running! Her tail is finally up, her whole body is less tense after running a few meters. It makes her so happy, jumping all over me when we stop, paying full attention to me, and even calling me for play sometimes. She becomes even more obedient for the last minutes of the walk.
It’s a really good feeling to finish our walks in a good mood. It makes dog walking much easier for me, too, so I won’t think next time sighing: ‘No, not again…’. Her last memory of the action will be positive. Probably her hormone levels stay normal, too. I suppose she will be less aroused next time when I grab the leash, and slowly learns that walks can be fun, too.
I’m experimenting, but it seems to work pretty well so far.