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Today is our one week anniversary. Someone is starting to really adjust and realize that he is at home.
He is really doing better already with his housetraining. About one accident a day, always in the same spot and taken care of by puppy pads.
Someone has also almost completely mastered the “Sit” command. Hopefully, by the end of the week, he’ll have it checked and we can move on to “Down”.
Unfortunately, though, we had two rough spots. One last night and one this morning. Last night, Astrid got too close to him and he started to growl at her. That’s a definite no-no. (Believe me. Astrid deserves to be growled at and is in fact growled at very often by me. But as Alpha-cat, she should never be intimidated by him.) So I had to scold.
And this morning, we had an even worse argument. Someone was eating the cat food again and because he’s still suffering from his kennel cough, I really didn’t want him in there.
Since he wouldn’t respond to the Manny-No command. I had to physically remove him. And he growled and barked at Mommy.
I scolded him very firmly but I’m afraid I’m just not going to be a very good disciplinarian. As soon as the ears and the tail went down and the soulful apologetic eyes looked at me, I melted.
It’s been an all day effort not to leave work to go back and make up with him more.
I’m not used to animals who show remorse when they’re disciplined. I’m used to being totally ignored when I interfere with bad behaviour. That means that I have been ignored pretty much 24/7 since May of 1992.
He is really doing better already with his housetraining. About one accident a day, always in the same spot and taken care of by puppy pads.
Someone has also almost completely mastered the “Sit” command. Hopefully, by the end of the week, he’ll have it checked and we can move on to “Down”.
Unfortunately, though, we had two rough spots. One last night and one this morning. Last night, Astrid got too close to him and he started to growl at her. That’s a definite no-no. (Believe me. Astrid deserves to be growled at and is in fact growled at very often by me. But as Alpha-cat, she should never be intimidated by him.) So I had to scold.
And this morning, we had an even worse argument. Someone was eating the cat food again and because he’s still suffering from his kennel cough, I really didn’t want him in there.
Since he wouldn’t respond to the Manny-No command. I had to physically remove him. And he growled and barked at Mommy.
I scolded him very firmly but I’m afraid I’m just not going to be a very good disciplinarian. As soon as the ears and the tail went down and the soulful apologetic eyes looked at me, I melted.
It’s been an all day effort not to leave work to go back and make up with him more.
I’m not used to animals who show remorse when they’re disciplined. I’m used to being totally ignored when I interfere with bad behaviour. That means that I have been ignored pretty much 24/7 since May of 1992.