Leave it!

Big sis is teaching me to leave delicious, tempting food on the floor, RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY EYES!

How can I do it?! Of coz I can’t! I won’t leave any food unappreciated!

So I sneak and eat it when she turns her back! Hehe hehee.. Then I’d move away from the spot. Kek.

Then when she came back, she would turn her head left & right. Looking for the snack. “Where is it?! Who ate it?! Ha?!”

I’d feign my innocent look and pretend to be interested in the small patch of grass growing from 1 of the small hole in my world. Sometimes I’d scratch it to show some action to make it more believable.

Sometimes though, she’d caught me and I’d kena smack on my nose 😦

But I will still do it again, if opportunity presents itself :p

Runaway dog

This morning I was woken up by grandmother shrieking, “Dog!!! DOG!!”

I woke up to see that she was standing still at the gate but her mouth was still shouting. Ugh. No use shouting so much if it doesn’t work, ok?

Doggie had runaway to the other side of the block.

I grabbed my spec and tore a small piece of bread as lure.

I found her sniffing the ground. When she saw me, she came over wagging her tail. I let her smell the bread and she came closer then suddenly dashed off to chase 2 dogs in the neighbourhood. 1 of the dogs were in pure white – those wolf dog which was quite obedient following its master. Of course, it was lead by a chain. Still. My dog strain on the leash when I take her for a walk. I’m not fierce enuf. *growl* >_<

The other dog must be the puppy which had grown bigger. It had skin disease all over its body. When it was a puppy 2 weeks ago, or maybe not, its butt was in gray colour. Maybe I had mistaken the identity…

Those dogs must be males. 1 of them – that dog with skin disease eagerly came over to my dog. I shouted and stomped my foot, swiping my hand widely to prevent that dog from coming over.

@ night, Don’t take my picture hmph!

The dogs left and my dog followed after them leisurely, sniffing lamp post, rubbish bins, road..

The bread didn’t work.

I shouted to mom, “Get me the leash!”

“Faster!”

Once I got the leash, I walked over to her and command her to sit but she didn’t listen though she did run back towards our house. At the junction, she turn to the other side further away from home.

Mom got out holding the cane. Oh hoh.

Oooo.. give me love

She hit the cane on her butt lightly several times, “GO IN!!”

As doggie walked in, mom still shouted and hit her.

I told mom, “Enough!”

“I hit lightly only la.”

I felt bad mom hit her so I commanded her to come and when she did, she sat quietly. I tore the piece of bread to half and gave her 1.

Sometimes she can be an angel, sometimes the devil.

Come. Commme. Come!

There’s another new puppy in the neighbourhood. A gray white cutie.

My doggie is barking up to the max whenever that puppy is around.

The good thing is doggie doesn’t bark so much at cats anymore.. maybe whenever she sees a cat and I notice it, I stroke her pretty head. It’s good to see cats without doggie barking.

Today, as I walked her for exercise, she saw a black cat lying at the grass but she didn’t chase it. In fact, she sort of ignored the cat and sniffed the road. Later, when we passed the cat 2nd time, she stared at the cat and the cat stood up erectly, preparing to fight or run. Doggie stared and then barked! She wanted to give a chase but I pulled her back.

And when it was time to go back home, she didn’t want to. To trick her, I ran towards home. For some reason, she loves to run. So she runs whenever I run. But once we reached home, I had to stop to take out the keys. She turned back but couldn’t move far. So she sat down like a stone.

I cooed, “Come..”

No movement.

I walked over to her and then ran back inside home, just 2 steps for me. She ran towards the home too. She was inside, just barely. I pulled the gate close but knowing I had tricked her, she dashed out. Damn! She’s blur but she learn fast – when it’s to her advantage.

I tied the latch onto the gate and took 2 bits of biscuits to her as bait. She sniffed closer but ah, she probably didn’t trust me anymore. She stood her ground and when I pulled the latch, she actually lied down on the floor! Her whole body on the ground!

*hands up*

I carried her body in and she reluctantly stayed inside home while I close the gate. For not getting out again, I rewarded her with a “Good dog” and patted her head.

This is only training a dog. Imagine the work for educating a child. I salute parents and teachers who can inspire children and students yet discipline them.