Oh man. Seamus. Mr. Perfect. He got the "naughty" word tonight for only the second time in his five years. Granted, he was provoked by Flynn (justify justify justify my words to him) but still.
As always at that time of day he's seated on the loveseat beside me. Flynn just kept getting quietly in his face... "You really want to come down on the floor, dontcha, Shea. Hm? Dontcha? Why... look at allllll this space down here! Arentcha kinda cramped up there by mom? And look... there's my soccer ball. You know you want to roll it around, you know you do."
Shea had enough. He lunged at Flynn, upsetting everything on the coffee table, crashing his shoulder bone into my knee, and The Big Snarl began.
Dad was up on his feet in a flash with the "Naughty boy!" (We NEVER say "bad dog"... don't like the words and it also sounds too much like "Pad dog"). I followed with a "naughty" and Seamus crawled under the coffee table which is his safe haven.
Oh God! He let out three little cries of remorse and my heart just broke. :'(
They both needed their evening retrieves (missed the last two nights) so when all had calmed down I zipped into my sweats and took them out for that.
All quiet on the Southwestern Front now.
Seamus and Flynn
Oh my, Seamus. :-[ The inactivity just leads to too much pent-up energy, huh, boy?
Jackie, Champ, and Buddy
Oh you meanies
♣ Laura ♣
You know they understand so much...they want to please us so much.
aww, i hope your shea man starts feeling more like himself now.
"Properly trained, a man can be dog's best friend." ~ Corey Ford
Hmmm...cabin fever maybe?
Oh poor Shea it was all too much for you.
I bet you could have said whatever you wanted in any languuage. The tone of voice tells them good or bad.
Hershey Kisses, In charge of getting Ed out to the dog park so that he gets some exercise.
Aww, poor Seamus. I'm reminded of a story that my Mother told me from my childhood. My Mother was at a parent-teacher conference with the nuns at my school. My teacher was telling my mother what a polite, well-behaved, young lady I was . My Mother said "But Sister, she's not like that at home" (meaning I was a real tomboy), and the nun laughed and said, "Well she has to let it out somewhere".
So Seamus, you tell your Mom, that Sister said that you have to let it out somewhere.
(Smootches to the very best dog).
Blackie and Ranger ...............................Reggie: 1996-2010 "Fly Reggie Fly"
Aw Seamus...but I betcha had fun, didn't ya big guy?