All winter long Brody proved to be the most loving and cozy lap dog. Then spring came and awakened the wild beast in him. Our once manageable walks together became adventures in mayhem. There are robins to chase and lots of people and dogs to bark at. Did I mention squirrels, geese and deer? He’s now entering his third year and I had to remind myself that this behavior is not new. See post: Brody takes a walk
I’ve discovered a countermeasure, however, that has proven to be very effective. When he sees something causing him to enter a bark frenzy, I pick him up and hold him in my arms and immediately he stops barking. I can now carry on a conversation with a neighbor without trying to talk over Brody’s obnoxious barking.
Like many of you, I find myself stuck at home unable to work due to the pandemic. My dog Brody doesn’t see all the human suffering going on. He only knows I am spending a lot of time with him. On our walk today someone in our community took the time to set out some words of encouragement Brody sniffed out. As we remain isolated, may you stay safe, healthy and find peace.
Heavy winter snowfall creates unique challenges for a small short-legged dog. This does not dampen his enthusiasm however. After donning his favorite sweater, Brody begs to venture out. My snowblower creates a path, allowing him to happily bound along scooping up the icy moisture with his tongue.
I have a greater understanding of the phrase, “you can’t live with ‘em, you can’t live without ‘em.” We’ve been vacationing in Florida this past week. Though we’ve had a great time, I’m missing my buddies Jake and Brody. They stayed behind with our sitter.
I miss Brody’s watchful eyes as he follows me everywhere, and him yanking me along as he walks on a leash. I miss Jake trotting faithfully by my side with a slack leash, and coaxing him out of hiding so we can pen him up.
Its been a week since Ash Wednesday and the self-proclaimed restart of my couch to 5k experience. Having learned last year, if you haven’t been exercising regularly (above and beyond a daily activity routine) you need to start out slowly (i.e. a jogging and wa
lking combination). I was able to get one workout in this past week along with several dog walks.
The temperatures here in the northeastern USA have been brutally cold.
Brody, my short-legged miniature dachshund, is assisting me in easing back into a workout schedule. He is a fast walker and is always trying to pull me along at a faster pace. Why not use that to my advantage, right?
My goal is to be ready to start jogging continuously by the first week of April.
It amazes me how treat oriented dogs are. They will preform any task for the reward. Brody is no exception. Though we haven’t taught him a host of tricks, his go-to stunt is sitting up on his hind legs and dropping his front paws. Perhaps he believes he’s too cute to resist (and he’s right).
At our house treats fall into two categories, “treats” and “chew-chews.” The mere mention of the word “chew-chew” evokes mayhem. Brody and Jake will go nuts for 1/2 a chicken substitute chew (comparable to rawhide but better for their digestive system). For Brody, its barking and a classic pose. Jake spins round and round, joining in the chorus of barks.
As a pet owner I use this love for treats to my advantage whenever possible. If our dog gets loose outside, I mention the word “treats” and abracadabra he comes back. When we are in a hurry to leave the house and Jake goes into hiding, “treats” brings him out. After a long day at work and I simply want to collapse on the couch I have been known to utter the word “chew-chew.” Jake and Brody’s pleas for attention evaporate and order is restored to the universe.