|Hailey in jail|
Last week, a girlfriend and her two children aged almost 5 and 3 came over to visit and go to the beach. [Live in cottage country, you get visits like this, which is great and what we want]. I knew Hailey would be upset by the kids, but thought she would settle. She did not. She kept barking and barking, which made the kids nervous, which made her more nervous. I tried putting her on her leash, didn't help. Eventually I dragged her to the crate and put her in. I didn't take her leash off because while I was trying to put her in the crate, Emma had taken to nipping the kids ankles (which they really didn't like - they are not kids who are use to dogs), so I had to go and get her little crate and put her in. Imagine Hailey is barking, the kids are crying, Emma is whining and then the phone was ringing. The house was chaos! In all of this, Hailey chewed her leash in half. Fortunately I have a spare (and next time I am at the pet store will pick up more as she does this a lot).
Hailey did settle in the crate. When we went to the beach I let her out, but put her back in when we came back. She was much calmer after our return.
|Emma in jail|
Where was Phod in all of this? He was sitting on his chair or standing at the sidelines after he had sniffed and licked everyone. Once the house got quiet the kids wanted to pet him, which he loved.
The cats? They were sleeping in their favourite spots and didn't move!
It was a lesson for me on her feelings when nervous kids are around. While I don't like to put her in jail, it seemed the safest for everyone and did allow me to visit with my friend.
Side Note: Today is the Man and my anniversary. We have been married for 87 million years because we got married very, very young. To the Man, Happy Anniversary!