My Bad Boy

I should know better than to assume 100% good behavior, I guess.

For the last 2 weeks or so, I’ve been walking Shmoo on a semi-slip collar and he’s been doing great, walking loose leash, etc. Over the last few days he’s suddenly reverted to going totally nuts when he sees another dog and totally forgetting ALL the good behaviors we’ve worked so hard to achieve. When he’s like that, he pulls so fiercly on the collar, practically choking himself in the process, that I can barely stand on my feet. It’s dangerous and really, really embarrassing. So, today I had to put his head collar back on. He doesn’t like it, but for some reason with it, he’s less likely to go ballistic in the first place, and when he does, he’s easier to control. Of course, everyone who sees it thinks he’s wearing a muzzle or being punished, so I have to explain that, no, he’s not a ferocious dog!

Then, I’ve been so proud of him, because he sits and waits at the door when people come. But twice this week (Sunday and today) he has just run out of the door! On Sunday,  I put it down to it being David and Jane, whom he loves, and he wanted to see them. He ran into the street, but came right back when I called him. Today, it was a delivery person and he took advantage of her trying to get into the door to just run out. He ran straight down the street and disappeared around the corner. Now, other friends of ours were down there, so maybe he had seen them, or maybe he had seen another dog; I don’t know. At any rate, I had to run down the street after him, calling him. Finally, he was on the opposite Cours and saw me on one of the small, intersecting streets and ran straight for me as soon as I called.

That at least was a good thing, because it wasn’t like he was trying to run from me; I think he just got confused and was trying to make his way back home when I found him.

What’s scary is that with all the strangers in town there is a lot of traffic, a lot of people who don’t know where they’re going, people parking, backing up, etc., many more trucks, and I was scared to death of him being hit by a car.

So, I don’t know why he’s suddenly regressed. We haven’t had a lot of guests, we haven’t left him alone, we haven’t changed our routine, except for one thing: In the mornings, we take him on the rail tracks and he runs back and forth from me to JM a few times. I’m wondering if doing that has given him a taste for running, and that’s why he’s running out the door?

Now, I’m drenched and exhausted. It’s very hot and sticky and chasing a dog in the sun was not on my agenda.

Ciao for now.


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