"Fine by me," I think. I get weary trying to keep up with Argyle. He's one of those dogs who doesn't really wish to be out or in. What he likes is the process of going out to in and in to out. Over. And over. And over again. What he really needs is a revolving door but we opted to the pet door instead, which was successfully added to the back door a few days ago. It's not the most comely thing I've added to my decor, but if it keeps me from opening the door a million time a day, hey, I'll get over it.
I don't wish to tell you how many of these things were ingested those first hours of training. Let's just say that I'm afraid my fingers may well smell like this forever....eww....
At any rate, as the time ticked on, Argyle the youngest and most energetic, figures out that he can go outside and bark his butt off anytime he feels like it. So he's taking to it; every morning, though, he sits at the door and looks at me waiting for it to be opened. I go over and push the flap and it's like he recalls "Oh yeah, that's right, I can do it this way now," as he pushes it and jets out. He's learned the secret- NO HESITATION! Don't stop half-way, just go; done that way, and the flap doesn't press down on your head.
Fiona, the Princess, is not as amused by it all. However, if Argyle is out barking, Bossy Bess simply must go to supervise so she'll push and not very gracefully stumble out barking the entire time.
Rory? You have got to be kidding. No way he wants anything to do with it. Rory is 'head-shy' and he ducks if you put your hand over his head. He's been this way since he was a pup; he hates anything to press down on his head. The flap made of heavy, flexible plastic, is meant to bend easily as the dog pushes on it. That means it will touch his head!!! He looks at me as if to say, "Tis a bleedin' death trrrrap! If tis all the same tu ye, ah wheel juz let me kidneys burrrst. Ah wheelna use the fashing thing!"
If you look up the word, 'stubborn', there's most likely a picture of a Scottish Terrier next to it to illustrate the definition.
Rory, you're going to become the poster child for the axiom, "You can't teach an old dog new tricks,"!!! This leads me to consider, "Am I like that?" When something new comes along, a way that could make my life easier and more in my control, do I dismiss it out of hand because it's not the way I've always done things?
I hope not, but I'd have to be honest and say that I know I do it more than is good for me. Just because it's the way I've always done it, doesn't mean it's the way I should do it going forward. I think that is true for anything, including relationships. When new and credible information comes to you, allowing you to reconsider your circumstances, at the very least, give it a good consideration. Maybe you'll decide that you're too old a dog to change, but at least you'll make a conscious decision.
Namaste' Till Next Time,
Holly aka Mum