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Apr. 21, 2005 My dog is named Chaos. Believe me, at times, she is aptly named. When we first got her, she was wild. The first thing she did was grab my long hair at a dead run and pull me over. Two years later, she still tries to knock me over in her excitement every time I come home and she wasn't with me. I thought after she was house-trained in one day, she was exceptionally smart, even though to this day she still can't find her way out from under a wet towel. She can retrieve a bird, even if the gun misfires, and yet can't figure out that she shouldn't steal my chickens. Still, Chaos has managed to train us quite well. If she wants to go outside, we know it. She wakes us up with a stare, almost like telepathy. If that doesn't work, she shakes the bed with her chin, and finally pounces with a well placed paw. Have you ever seen Snoopy carry his bowl to Charlie Brown to tell him it was empty? Chaos bangs hers against the wall. She's especially clever when we are eating. She sits and stares at us, plate to mouth and back again, sometimes adding a lake of drool. She looks at us like, "You were taught to share in kindergarten, so give it up!" She usually gets it too. If we are taking up all the space on the couch, she stares us down until we make room. She curls up into the limited space until someone gets up, then that space is taken a swell. She's a rather large dog, so when she's stretched out, she takes up the entire couch. Don't leave without her. She sits next to the car door awaiting her chauffer driven ride for the day. When we get back home, she puts her paw on the door waiting to be let out. She nods a thanks and then runs in circles around the yard barking- I suppose she's announcing her arrival. When chaos needs a bath she's good about going in and letting me give her a bath, but she always goes into the laundry room afterwards and stares at the package of dog biscuits until she gets one. If it is really hot and she's in the house, she goes into the bathroom and makes plenty of noise jumping into the tub. I can call her until I am blue in the face. She won't come out until I go in there and give her a cool bath and rub her dry. At least she's clean, unless there is a good mud puddle to play in. Maybe she does that because she knows she'll get a bath later. The next time you think about how well you have trained the family canine, take a step back and consider just who has trained whom. Mostly what I have seen is that the owners have not trained the dogs. The dogs have trained the owners! ------------ About the author: Eliza Lynn Taylor released her first novel Murder So Convenient in 2003, and is currently working on two other manuscripts. While she prefers to write suspense, she enjoys humor also, to break the tension involved in writing suspense. Email: elizalynn@elizalynntaylor.com Tell a friend about this site! ------------ All articles are EXCLUSIVE to Useless-Knowledge.com. Please link to this article rather than copying and pasting it onto your site (which would be unauthorized and illegal). |
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