“He should star in his own dog movies!”
“Howard Come Home” ?
(Instead of “Lassie Come Home” 1943)
I remember seeing a ‘Lassie’ movie at the theater as a kid and getting absolutely HYSTERICAL when Lassie was mixin’ it up with a Bobcat! I thought for SURE she was gonna get killed! There was BLOOD on her pretty fur!
My Mom had to take me out into the Lobby to calm my @ss down, LOL! (”I PROMISE YOU! Lassie is NOT going to die!”)
I’m STILL traumatized! ;)
I’ve been letting Howard come into the house on a “drive-by” basis. When he’s out and I need to grab something from inside I let him come along. When it’s time to get his cup of dog food he comes with me, etc. He’s been doing pretty well with that in terms of not destroying everything he sees.
Last night, after he finished his supper and the “I’m so lonesome” wailing began, I let him come inside to see how he’d do while we were relaxing in front of the boob tube.
He nosed around for a bit, said hello to the cats, stole some stuff out of Booger’s toybox, nosed a bit more, then crawled up onto the couch and made himself at home on my lap. I have 2nd degree burns on my face from Mrs. Augie giving me the stink eye from the other end of the couch. lol
He’s a pretty happy guy these days, but I think that may have been peak happy for him. He watched tv some, took a nap, watched more tv. Howard got lots of pets and I got lots of kisses. When he finally started to get restless I took him outside and put him to bed. Didn’t hear a WOOOO-WOOOO from him the rest of the night.
I’ve signed up for a couple TWC groups on facebook over the past couple months and I’m finding that a lot of people have TWCs that live in the house all the time and are apparently very well behaved there. So maybe there’s hope for him yet.
I’m going to clear a spot in my grouch cave and set up a crate over the weekend. Next week we’ll get started with crate training on the days that I work from home.