I suppose everyone thinks their dogs are cute and crazy and funny. When we go outside to throw the ball, I will put my hand down, Oscar will drop the ball in my hand. Then I say “SIT” and he will sit and wait for his treat, which is a tiny little piece of dog food but he thinks it’s a treat and it makes him happy. We come inside and when I throw the ball in the house, not quite the same as throwing it outside because in the house, it’s more of a roll and it’s just across the room, but when he brings it back to me, he will NOT drop it in my hand. I usually end up walking away because I get tired of fighting him for it. Also, no matter what we’re doing, no matter what treat I have in my hand, he will not sit except when we’re outside playing, he brings the ball back and sits to wait for his treat. If he’s getting a treat in the house, why won’t he sit in the house?
Last night I was up very late stitching. He’s pretty much ready to call it a night by about 8 p.m. so when it gets to be after midnight, he is dead to the world. I was sitting on the sofa last night because it was already after midnight, therefore, it was the 6th day and I had changed projects. The new one is too long for the lap frame as I have it configured right now so I moved over to the Lowery stand.
Oscar is always right by my side when he’s sleeping on the sofa or loveseat. He likes to be covered up but sometimes he wiggles around enough that he’s not very much covered up. I looked at him and he was sleeping with his mouth open and his teeth were showing.
Maybe a picture only a mother could love but look at those adorable little white teeth! He’s so cute. Sometimes, when I think how much I love having a dachshund, I wish Vince had agreed to getting another one sooner. Speck had been gone for over five years when Vince finally said yes to another one. But . . if I had gotten one sooner, I wouldn’t have Oscar. I’m sure I would love whichever one I got just as much but I think Oscar needs us. A lot of people would not put up with him and there’s no telling what his future would have held. I’m not saying we’re the perfect dog parents but he’s one difficult little dog.
Yesterday morning we went out and played twice (before 8 a.m.) and he was so rambunctious that I finally put him in the crate. There were several things I had to get done and all I could do was try to control him. NO wasn’t doing much good, spritzing him with the spray bottle wasn’t doing much good. I’m thinking . . why? He knows he’s going to get sprayed and he doesn’t like it. Nine times out of ten, he’ll stop in his tracks when I pick up the squirt bottle. Why on that 10th time does he refuse to stop?
He’s a cutie and despite all the time and energy it takes to keep him halfway in line, I surely do love him and love having him.
Judy, puppies are like children, they will always see how far they can push the limit and you. Eventually if you are consistent and cage him when he will not do as told , he will get the message. Or you may have a puppy who wants to go to his cage and he finally gets his wish. Good Luck xx
I don’t think Oscar likes being in the crate but he is learning that’s what happens when he consistently misbehaves. I will usually reprimand him a couple of times and then say “Crate?” and then when he does it again, I always say “You’re going to the crate!” I hate for it to be the “jail” because we do put him in the crate when we leave the house or even when we go upstairs or outside and I don’t want him to think he’s being punished every time he goes in there but sometimes, I just need to be able to make more than one stitch without having to jump up and control him.