Monday, June 15, 2009

Surviving Week One

It has been one heck of a week, but I think Miss Dixie and I are finally figuring one another out. We had some set backs on the potty training, but once I figured out to take Dixie to the same spot and refuse to explore, she got the drift. She no longer waits to come back in the house and leave me presents all over my kitchen floor. Now, we can go outside, go to the same spot and she does her business.

Crate training has improved tremendously within the past two days. Now, Dixie knows when I get a treat out and say, "Kennel", it is bed time. We put a tasty morsel in the crate and in we go! I no longer have to PUSH her hind quarters in. As I was told, dogs are like kids...they prefer routines and work better according to them. So, at 9 PM, we kennel and at 3 AM and 6 AM, we go potty.

She has learned to gently maneuver her away my bigger and older dogs when playing in the back yard. They haven't quite embraced her, but have not completely shunned her either. Unfortunately as Dixie grows, she has become a bit too rambuncious for Daisy, my chiweenie. What started out as a great friendship sadly has been a little strained since this weekend. I've had to keep them separated. However, I do place their crates next to one another at night.

One of Dixie's neat little quarks is that when I am sitting in the kitchen with her, she lays right at my feet and places one paw on them. She seems to have a foot fetish...she loves to smell and lick feet...who knew?!


Dixie has also discovered the chickens. She is absolutely amazed by them. Her having the natural instinct to retrieve birds, we have to make sure she stays a good distance from them. Every night when we go out, she tries her best to pull me to the chicken coop.




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