Bark. Beeeep.

October 9th, 2003

Sadie, bless her little doggie heart has not settled very well into the new house at all. She always looks like a paranoid wreck on the verge of tears anyway, (Often to her advantage) but she’s been hiding away in her bed lately refusing to come out. Personally I think it’s because we haven’t bought a sofa yet and the poor mutt overheard the missus saying that when we do - no dogs will be allowed to sit on it.

She’s also learned a new trick - how to open the cupboard door in the kitchen. Coincidentally the same cupboard that we like to put the dog-food into. A six kilo bag of dog food would want me to curl up in bed looking depressed too. Little bitch.

To make matters worse for her, we’ve responded to her other problem - increased barking - by giving her an anti-bark collar; freshly fitted this morning.

The idea is that when she barks it lets out a long beep to teach her that barking is wrong. It’s a little sensitive at the moment, so it’s also teaching her that running up/down the stairs, shaking when wet and running into things is wrong. As is eating, sitting next to a TV or radio or standing in the proximity of someone who is either chopping vegetables or talking.

I’ll have to adjust it some time before we end up with a dog who just stares at the wall, unwilling to move from fear of the beep.

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