Yesterday afternoon Oscar was snuggled up beside me sleeping while I was stitching. He heard Vince coming down the stairs and he jumped down to go to the base of the stairs and greet Vince. Before long, Oscar was pulling things off the shelves, he was trying to wedge past the barriers I had put up to keep him from going to the area behind the loveseat. He was trying to get to my floss. He again grabbed papers that had been printed out of the printer tray (that he has to jump to reach). I thought to myself, but didn’t say anything, how calm Oscar is and then when Vince comes into the room, he turns into a crazy dog.
Vince sat down and Oscar was jumping on him, tugging on his shirt, trying to get the remote, aggravating Vince when he was trying to use the mouse. Vince looked at me and said “He doesn’t act like this when you aren’t here!” WHAT? I was just thinking the same thing. Vince said “He sleeps on my lap. I can watch TV. I can play on the computer. He doesn’t bother me at all.
When Chad was 9 or 10 or 13 or 17, when he and I were home, we got along fine. Vince walked in and those two went at it. They each had a way of saying the wrong thing to aggravate the other. I would get so frustrated with both of them. Vince would tell me . . when you aren’t here, we get along fine.
I guess it’s true . . two is company; three’s a crowd.
Cilla says
I’m not the best one on Husband advice…….? .but……..dogs learn what to expect from each pack member plus when and where it’s appropriate or not. Divide and conquer is an animals mentality……and children’s. lol