Lily is grounded! Lil darlin went into the ashes again yesterday - TWICE!!!
And I washed her...twice. Sigh.
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Lily's always slept near one of us, so I've put the foot down as of last night. Lily goes upstairs to one of the kid's rooms to keep her from trashing the kitchen fireplace and Cassie sleeps near me in the sitting room as it's not fair to make her feel she's on her own. No more of this kitchen carry on.
Recall has been going great for the most part, but I lose Cassie to the wilds when she's in 'sniff mode' through the trees. It's like a drug to her. She's abso obsessed with sniffing every inch of the forestry and not happy until she does. Thought Greyhounds were only sight dogs? Luckily it doesn't take her long...because I'm partial to letting her at it. lol
Recall when it works
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WTF is in here that has her so obsessed?!
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So yesterday was different. I needed to run to the local shop for a few bits. Put on the shoes and the madness started. The pair of them went nutters. They didn't even wait for the coat to come out this time. Ok then...off we go. But we're NOT doing the field! Famous last words.
Walked through the village to the shop no hassle. Tied the pair of them outside and they sat quietly waiting while I got the bits. Then I decided to visit a friend on the other side of the village as she hasn't been feeling too well. "Come on girls, we're calling to Margaret's." Only Margaret wasn't home when we got there. Mobile call FTW in future! lol
Feeling a bit let down by a bust of a trip (even the dogs were feeling it, I could tell) I caved and stopped to the field on our way home. We were pottering around minding our own business when we heard cheering from the football pitch. Cassie tried to ignore it, but it got too much in the end. Even Lily was starting to take notice.
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Nothing else planned for my day, so we may as well go watch the match. Four feckin fields later (I had no idea how far away it was!) we got to the last stop before the pitch. A barbed wire fence. Marv. Sarah phoned while I was out and by now had caught up to us. She searched the whole length to find a break where the dogs could get through without risk of being hurt, but no joy. Ah well. We tried. By now the pair of them didn't give a toss about the cheering anyway.
The four of us turned around and made our way back to our neck of the fields. Only our return trip wasn't as care free. We'd only gone as far as the first field when we were met by 2 other decent sized dogs. Sarah knows Banna. Hell, every kid in the village knows Banna. Banna is a perv. Just about every kid in Knocknagree has been accosted by him at one point or another. The lucky few who've escaped his 'affections' were just fortunate enough to be very short...with little leg room for the Banna lovin'. Sarah's not short, God love her. So she's had experience of clearing Banna when need be.
Only Banna had a friend with him. And his friend wasn't too pleased to see us. Sarah and Cassie had taken the lead in our walk, so I got a bit worried when the other dog started to growl. In a calm voice I told Sarah to stay put. No sooner had the words come out of my mouth when Lily leapt forward with a growl of her own. One I'd never heard out of her. She put herself between Sarah/Cassie and the bully and made it quite clear she was ready to kick some arse if need be. Sarah and I just looked at each other in shock. We had them on their leads, but there was no holding Lily back if it came to it. Was all I could do to hold her at all at this point. Not sure if the bully was taking Lily serious or just got bored, but he turned round and headed off...Banna in tow. No bites, no fights and even Sarah's leg survived.
After getting over the fright of it, we went back to our usual hang out and celebrated our escape. Cassie and Lily were strutting around - proud as could be. Sarah and I threw ourselves down for a rest and the girls kept calling over, more so than usual, to check on us. They were greeted with big hugs and praise every round so I reckon they weren't worried about us - just lapping up the cuddles.
I'll be taking a walking stick with me in future...just in case.
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