(Warning: this first story may be a little gruesome. Especially if you just ate)Saturday night Brut came up to the door with a rabbit in his mouth. I will spare you the gory details, but lets just say he was in the process of having a midnight snack. I think he wanted to bring it in so he could hide the rest in his crate for later. The next morning I awoke to find a mound of furry bunny parts. As you can imagine it started my morning off great. Gagging and choking. It was the first time he's ever ate one and I'm sure he learned his lesson and won't ever do it again. Yeah, right! Gotta love dogs!
In lighter news, Brut had his first positive experience with a loose dog while we were out walking. While we were a couple houses away from the dog, I stopped and made him sit. And he actually did it. Then we talked for a little bit while he kept sitting until the dog was called in. And that was when he lost it and tried to run after the little dog. Thank goodness for leashes. Every single time Brut runs into a loose dog, they always run up into his face. So this was pretty cool.
Service dogs must go through some hard training. I figured that since Chance is always under foot or next to the stove trying to help keep my floors clean that maybe he could assist me in another way. So I attached a string with a knot at the end to my silverware drawer. It's a lot tougher than I thought it would be to try and train them. (Blaze wanted to learn as well) They wouldn't pull the string. So I clicked and reward for grabbing it. Then I tied cheese in the knot thinking they would try to run away with the cheese and instead they ended up licking it. Eh, try again. So then I used this poor bear on what is the worse day of his life to prompt the dogs to grab and pull him. Chance was totally clueless, but Blaze wanted to save the bear and would pull the drawer open a little bit. Still going to take some work though. Anyone have any ideas?
That's our weekend wrap up. How was yours?