I came back from work tonight to be greeted by a not happy wifey. Scruffi has been running amok. He pee’ed in the laundry and dug 2 huge holes on the flower bed.
I was mad, stomped out to the garden, smacked him across his face and made him sit at the hole. That is his usual punishment. I know he doesnt know he was being punished for digging but there was nothing else I could do other than look some more for an obedience school.
He usually knows I was being angry with him of course, although he doesnt know for what. He’d sit at the hole for a little while and will then crawl away. I’d go and carry him to his hole again and make him just sit there.
After a couple of times I told kiddo if he moves again I’d be making him sit at the front lawn. Knowing this would probably mean he’s go wandering around the neighbourhood, she had to go and make sure he sat at his hole. So kiddo’s the one copping it too, and deservedly so too. She had been home all day and yet let him get into this mess. She just wasnt being responsible for him so she deserves being out on the lawn being made to watch him.
Ante 