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Showing posts with label treat. Show all posts

Tuesday, 18 June 2013

Meet the neighbours

Well the socialisation of Monkey has started and while he still has trouble with hedges, wheelie bins, hi-vis jackets, bus shelters etc. We have to say he has no problems with other greyhounds.
We took him for a walk in Burton - on the Washlands behind the library - along with our friend Jane German and her two greyhounds. Both of Jane's were rehomed through Crossing Cottage as well as Monkey.
There were no problems at all with getting to know each other and where as Winnie used to soon tire of the sniffing, if she tolerated it at all, Monkey was as good as gold - in fact he was the calmest we've seen him on a walk, whether it was safety in numbers or whether he just felt he couldn't be seen to be a worrywuss by other greyhounds he kept his composure for the whole of the stroll.
It was a different story though when we got back to the library for a welcome drink.
Moving the metal table and chairs had him spinning and he kept a wary eye on passing people.
I think it is worth mentioning here the service at the library café. Not only could they provide one of us with a soya-milk skinny latte (I think that was it) far too complicated for me to even remember let alone drink (mine was the lemonade) but the waitress - do we still call them that or are they beverage providers?
Anyway the young lady who conveyed the drinks to our table not only provided a bowl of water for our three greyhounds but also brought out a handful of dog biscuits to treat our dogs.
Well done Burton Library we'll be back - with or without dogs - whenever we fancy a coffee in town again.



               

 

 

                 Monkey keeps an eye on passers-by


Along with the water, the Library also provided a little treat for the greyhounds, don't worry the spaniel behind also got the same treatment.

Thursday, 25 April 2013

Working a treat

As I said before we have decided to go down the treat route for Monkey the Greyhound when it comes to bedtime - and it does seem to be working - if you'll pardon the pun - a treat.

Previously it involved the pair of us v Monkey, one at each end to get him to leave one bed for another at night. Now, with a little bit of chicken to tempt him it's much easier and last night we managed it without the leash.

They're getting there

Given that everything else is done on the leash - except for when he gets up in the morning. Then it's just time to lie down in the front room and away he goes.

We are delighted with this seeming breakthrough and are hopeful of a repeat tonight.

The routine is now working great and Monkey is eating and drinking from his bowls, which have been moved into the doorway, so we are on the way to the kitchen with food as well.

He doesn't seem to want to eat if you are watching and if disturbed he will go and sit down and we need to get the cheese to tempt him back.

A bone . . . for me






A bone has been introduced but doesn't seem to hold much allure for Monkey - it's rawhide free and good for him - but I don't think we'll bother with another, there's hardly a scratch on it.


. . . you shouldn't have





People can be strange. Walking on the old Clay Pits nearby can be fraught as many owners let their dogs off to exercise on their own while they have a natter and are seemingly oblivious to what's around them - including of course when their dogs toilet.

Anyway there was a woman walking her toddler through the area the other day while three random dogs were dashing about hither and thither without leads. Monkey - walking very calmly on the leash - was then pointed out to the toddler as a dog she shouldn't try to stroke as he was 'dangerous' - all down to the perception of the muzzle he was wearing.

Hopefully this will be resolved at the weekend as there is a park a short drive from us where we can leave Monkey's muzzle off as there will be no little surprises running out of alleyways as there is on our daily walks. He'll be able to see the rabbits as well.

Can't wait to show off my smile
This should enable us to see if he really needs it or it can be consigned to the bin it will also show us whether he can be tempted into the car or will need lifting in as he did when we picked him up from Crossing Cottage.

Although he pricks his ears up and pays attention we come across cats and other dogs most of the time that's all there is to it. He rarely pulls, contenting himself with twisting and turning to keep the animals in sight.

Again though, down to a person's lack of awareness we can be caught out.

There is a woman who has a poodle - one of the smaller ones - and she seems to be terrified that other dogs are going to go for hers. She may well have good reason for this assumption as something may have happened in the past. I don't know.

However, whilst we always cross the road when we meet, for which she is grateful, there are times when you wonder what is going on.

Today, seeing that Monkey was toiletting, she decided that the best thing was to run past on the other side of the road. This got the poodle excited and so it started yapping and panting which in turn attracted Monkey's attention and he obviously thought it was a game so he decided he needed to go after it.

Luckily Monkey is not a puller as Winnie was and so he is very easy to calm down by shortening the leash and holding it close to his head. Even so, when you are bending over to pick things up it can still take you by surprise - suffice to say a strong cup of tea was called for when we got in.