Time Out

Well, allowing Gracie off leash during our play sessions made her a little too confident.  Over the weekend, she decided this new freedom gave her license to bolt and explore other areas.  Fortunately, she stopped when my voice reached a decibel level only heard by dogs.

She crouched low and feigned the pose of a “bad doggie.”  However, when I picked her up and carried her back to the house, she held her head high.  Her tail wagged mischievously, and her nose twitched as she inhaled all the smells from her higher vantage point.  She had no remorse.

The same thing happened the last time she was allowed off leash.  She eventually reaches a point where she decides to push the boundaries.  So, now we have to reestablish those boundaries.  She will be on leash for a while.  It will be the canine equivalent of “time out.”

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