Pets Behaving Badly!
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Hello @noonebelieves You are talking to the right person. I earned my living as a therapist and I had to get people over all sorts of phobia including, but not exclusive of, people giggling when naked with their other half to folks thinking their ceiling was going to collapse. I truly have heard it all from a young guy whose mother was brutally murdered to an 80 year old woman who was desperate to quit smoking. I can't fathom why an 80 year old lady was passionate about quitting smoking, but I had to do the job I was paid to do.
Anyway, being frightened of dogs is something I can personally resonate with. My advice (for what it is worth) is to make friends with just one dog. Maybe a dog that is taken onto your local park? Once you make friends you will lose your phobia.
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@Steve_in_The_City aw thanks, it's a lovely thread. I can relate as my current yorkie can have his moments - also a rescue; I'll think how can I be terrified of such a tiny scrap but he can get in a right paddy, luckily not often. Actually, I told a lie, my old yorkie didn't bite again but he definitely gave it a good try at the vet. I often wondered if the vet had any thoughts when he had to operate to remove some of his teeth π€£
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What about a cat, my late much missed ragdoll felix must have known my ex was a wrong un
He used to pee on him whilst he slept
Lol
He deserved it too
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After a life full with many many pets, I have a load of stories, but I'll have to think of some that will be ok to share in a family environment. π
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This is my little dog when he was younger. He was so disgusted with being in the snow he came in and did a puddle on the floor and chewed the corner of the tv table.
I would not mind he was only out a couple of minutes to see what he thought of the snow.
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Sure, @Steve_in_The_City , I shall give the dog therapy a shot.
you must have such a resilient mind dealing with a variety of people in therapy with shocking stories - βguy whose mother was brutally murderedβπ°0 -
Thank you all for your replies. I knew you would have some amusing tales to relate, but I am sorry that some of you have been bittenβ¦
I thought I had better post my own pets behaving badly experience regarding my very badly behaved Yorkie called Tina. All my other animals have been angelic and although Tina looked like an angel (she had been very selectively bred for her colour) she had the heart of the bally Devil! She was 3 years old when I was asked to give her a home. I had another dog at the time and I thought they would be good company for one another. Her elderly owners had no idea how to socialise or train a dog and she had become quite snappy and unmanageable. When she arrived at our flat she came with a beautiful lead that had never been used, a collar and a lovely basket and bedding, but no toys. If I threw a ball for her she would stand and do nothing. She didn't like going for a walk; it was an alien experience for her. It took a long while to settle her in.
Tina had the instinctive knowledge of knowing exactly when the time was right to create maximum mayhem and she never missed an opportunity to do so. Although we had a dining table we generally ate at a coffee table. It was quite long, and I always set it the same way. I would put knifes and forks at either end and along the length of the coffee table I would a pot of tea, 2 mugs, a milk jug and sugar bowl, a loaf of sliced bread, two side plates, a pot of jam and some butter on a plate (we always had bread and jam for afters). There would be a mustard pot with a spoon, a bottle of vinegar, brown and red sauce and salt and pepper mills. I had made some beef mince with onions in thick red hot gravy and very unusually I had made mashed potato. My partner was sitting in his armchair at one end of the coffee table. Tina had wedged herself between his thigh and the arm of the chair. I put his dinner down, took my plate to the other end of the coffee table, put it down and sat down in my chair.
Ian leaned forward to grab his knife and fork and has he did so Tina took one almighty leap from his chair and landed heavily straight on to his dinner plate. She was literally up to her neck in hot mashed potato and scalding gravy. The weight of her body propelled the plate forward and as it hurtled toward me everything on the table got knocked on the floor. What was breakable, broke. It was a big clean-up job afterwards. Anyway, I knew what was going to happen but it all happened so quickly I couldn't do anything about it. The plate she was skateboarding on hit my plate. My plate flipped right over and I was covered in mince and potatoes. She leapt sideways off the plate and ran into the bedroom to hide under the bed. We had black floor tiles and you could see a trail of mashed potato drippings on the floor, leading from the coffee table and to the lounge door. The plate she'd been sitting on flew sideways through the air and hit the wall. I jumped to my feet and had to pull my jeans down because the red hot gravy was soaking through the denim and it hurt! Ian and I just looked at each other and in the midst of all the chaos we burst into laughter. I guess the moral of this story is if you've got a dining table and an unpredictable pet, eat from your dining table! From that day on, we always ate on ours.
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@Steve_in_The_City omg I'm glad you could both laugh about it though, even though meal completely ruined. I hope Tina was OK too, bet she never tried that again. My shih tzus will sit and stare when I'm eating but my yorkie will lean over and steal something, a brussel, carrot or whatever he can reach if I'm on the settee. The shih tzus look at him in awe at his audacity and courage. I find yorkies are a law unto themselves but love their character! Loved this thread thank you for creating it!
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Hi @Santosha12 I think you have a good sense of humour. Thank you for being on this thread. Give your Yorkie a small Yorkshire Pudding - it will be guarded like gold.
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@Steve_in_The_City Aw thank you, you can't help but have humour with these munchkins - they keep me on the right side of sane - for the most part π.
The yorkie is funny where food is concerned, so he'll steal a carrot for instance but then spit it out in disgust and gives me a look as if I've tried to poison him ha ha (he doesn't like them) but bless him he goes to such effort to steal it.
Take care and I hope you have a good day. These are the offenders βΊοΈ
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@Santosha12 I think your four little babes are just lovely. The weather today wasn't too bad in London so I went to my local park and made friends with a bad boy called Pip! I always make friends with dogs - it is people I have difficulty with!
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Aw thanks, I hope you had a lovely day! I left my β€οΈ in London when I moved away years ago. I agree re dogs vs people for sure (except the lovely people on here !!) . I used to take Matilda to work with me, she was the most perfectly behaved shih tzu and would just sit on my desk like a little statue. She was named after Natalie Portman who played Matilda in the film 'Leon' as very similar in character π. I hope you have another good day today again, the weather is supposed to be good. And tak
e good care, very warmest of wishes.
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I have Neve known a time in my life when there wasn't an animal in our household. As a late diagnosed autistic I now understand why that was important to me. The very presence of an animal in a difficult situation is like a calm oasis in a dessert of noisy chaos. Each and every one of those animals left a paw print on my heart and each and every one of them had at least one funny story to tell. My first dog was a food obsessed corgi cross who I adored. I have several brothers and am the only female in my family. One Easter my eldest brother received a record number of Easter eggs from family members. They were sitting in a tidy row on the unit in the living room, not to be eaten until Easter Sunday. On Easter Saturday night, after coming home from midnight mass, someone accidentally left the kitchen door open as we headed for bed. The sight with which we were greeted in the morning was absolute carnage. She had taken the opportunity during the early hours of the morning to make a beeline for his Easter eggs, understandably overwhelmed by their scent and having zero self control. All of the boxes were lying bashed and bite marked on the floor. Thankfully she had only managed to gain entry to one of the boxes and had consumed half of one of the eggs (not sufficient to create any lasting harm to her). It was the expression on my brother's face which will remain with me until my dying breath. He was incensed! Livid! Turning the air blue as he ranted! My youngest brother and I were in floods of tears, laughing uncontrollably and the more he ranted, the more we laughed. π I can't remember, but I hope I gave her a sneaky ruffle of her fur and a treat for the joy she brought to us that morning. (We had placed our Easter eggs on the top of the unit, out of her reach and they were untouched! π)
In later years we had a dog who actually ate my homework (the physics teacher I had at the time rolled his eyes when I tried to explain the reason why I didn't have it with me that day); a jack Russel terrier who had a phantom pregnancy, started to produce milk and took to feeding a group of feral kittens in our back yard; a mixed breed genius of a dog who scaled a ladder while my dad was fixing an aerial on our roof and walked across the ridge tiles towards him, sending him into a blind panic; a giant, loveable boxer dog who treated himself to a midnight feast when we left an extra, unopened tray of fried rice from our Chinese takeaway on the draining board in the kitchen overnight and who also ate two Β£20 notes and half a dictionary as a bored and frustrated puppy and had a habit of digging up small trees in the back yard and carrying them around like sticks π; and our present pupper, a Japanese Spitz, who got frustrated one day when I was nursing a foot injury and couldn't take him for his walk, so he found my trainers and placed them at my feet as a subtle hint. He also used to pee on the feet of an ex, when he was a pup. I later found out the man in question was married and was using me to cheat on his wife. Dogs know things π He's a clever boy. βΊοΈ
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@Wade49 Thank you so much for sharing. Dogs eating things they shouldn't eat is par for the course! I knew a dog who ate its own lead. You have good and happy memories of your pets, and that is the main thing. I think animals understand us, and dogs certainly know more than you tell them.
@Shantosha12 Taking your dog to work makes going to work worthwhile! It is how I conquered my fear of dogs. I had an unwanted puppy and had to take her across the park each day to my office. So I had to get along with dogs. Then I realised what a lucky guy I am. My dog never left my side. She was a fabulous ice-breaker with strangers, and I took her everywhere. She always went to work with me. Have a lovely day @Shantosha12. The sun is shining so I am off to have a look at the seaβ¦
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@Steve_in_The_City I hope you had a lovely day by the sea and @Wade49 just loved reading about your dogs, it reminded me of one Christmas in the 1970s when we came downstairs on Boxing day and our dog Sam had destroyed my sisters 'Katy Copycat' toy and eaten a box of Matchmakers. One of my dogs once ate a sock and had to have surgery to remove that. They can be very expensive comedians but wouldn't be without them, they always give so very, very much more than they take β₯οΈ
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@Santosha12 dogs really are furry hoovers. lol I spent the first 9 months of my current dog's (Yoshi) life shrieking 'what's he eating now?!!!' and trying to fish whatever he'd picked up out of his mouth. π I was an emotional wreck. He'll be 13 this year and is generally very well behaved, but I couldn't trust him not to rip the ears off a teddy bear if he had half a chance. You're absolutely right though. He helps me regulate my emotions. I couldn't imagine life without a companion animal.
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@Wade49 nor me, I lost my 3 in 2016 and 2017 and wasn't going to have any more (sounds like I was having a baby π€£π€£) but have 4, all 8 and 9 now.
My Mr.Jones (rip 2017 β€οΈπ) who ate a sock when he was 6, he also ate a big chunk of tarpaulin ripped it into bits that he'd pulled off a desk while i was out and when very young, c 1 yr old and had to take him to the emergency vets at midnight. Think it was morphine they gave him to be sick so was able to take him back home that night luckily. He was sick in my handbag all over my door keys on the way home... lovely. All my dogs have all been crated in the car since then (not for that reason though ha ha). This was the 'offending' article.. one of my shih tzus now I found out
was Jonesys' second cousin, or something like that. When I happened to tell my vet he didn't seem to think it was so remarkable as they're 'all related somewhere along the line', guess they are. Have a lovely evening with your Yoshiπ
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