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To: Vendome
He should flayed with a cat of nine tails 10 time tossed a red ant hill and pinned to the ground with stakes, in the hot summer sun.

I couldn't agree more. I'll volunteer.

Click on my name.

5 posted on 03/01/2013 10:51:24 AM PST by just deserts
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To: just deserts

Good looking babies.

I’ve found that temperment of a dog is largely influenced by the owners.

If you expose a dog to as many environments as possible helping them understand it’s okay, something to be enjoyed and what is appropriate or acceptable behaviour they can have a stress free life of fun.

I never liked Cockers for the same reason a good many people don’t.

I have learned that applying the trainging, discipline and fun that we used on our Collies they are actually very smart dogs who like to whatever you want to do and very disciplined.

My Grace, who passed last year, was exceptional.

I trusted her off leash and she would respond immediately to my commands when she go into her genetic programming and start to chase after birds, squirrels, etc.

She once ran out the back door and toward a squirrel across the parking lot.

I turned and yelled “Sit! Sit! Site!”.

She immediately stopped and sat. She looked sheepishly as I walked to her.

I picked her up and rubbing and scratching her everywhere said “Good Girl! Good Girl!”.

I said it over and over again as I walked back into the house.

She earned being off leash that very day and we walked without the leash around the neighborhood.

I trusted her to Hell when called and not break until I verbally released her.


6 posted on 03/01/2013 11:04:51 AM PST by Vendome (Don't take life so seriously, you won't live through it anyway)
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