In Which We Give the Appearance of Knowing What We’re Doing

This morning, as we were walking towards Murphy Road, we met another woman and her big dog and her big dog was crazy!  He was barking and pulling on the leash and leaping around and she was hanging on for dear life and trying to say in her best calm, authoritative voice, “No.  Sit.  Sit.  Down.” and then yelling, “My god, I am so sorry” over at me.

Mrs. Wigglebottom walked right by the scene as if we were walking by a mailbox.

No!  I know!

I felt so bad for that woman, because here I am with the world’s worst dog about passing other dogs and this poor woman is struggling in that old familiar way and Mrs. Wigglebottom is all like “Yeah, I notice you, but we’re on a walk.  So, whatever.”

She never does that.

So, I shouted back.  “Don’t worry.  I’ve been in your place many mornings.  There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.  If you don’t take them out and make them learn how to do it, they won’t ever get better.”

As if I believe that.  Please. 

I have no idea why Mrs. Wigglebottom picked today of all days to finally get that I don’t want her barking and lunging at other dogs when we walk by.

I guess it’s just my fine training.

All four years worth of it.

4 thoughts on “In Which We Give the Appearance of Knowing What We’re Doing

  1. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, Mrs. W!Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, Aunt B!Y’all *both* deserve some Mothership BBQ for that.And smooches, too!

  2. Wow. I’ve been trying to train the Percinator to not do that for all seven years of her life, and still, yesterday, she went berserk when we passed our neighbor’s dog, Talulah. I’m so jealous!

  3. Well, there’s no need to be jealous. That’s just how Mrs. Wigglebottom rolls. She pretends she doesn’t understand what you want and then eventually she gets bored with you being upset at her and does the right thing.That’s hardly training.

  4. My little (ha – all 120 lbs. of him) Rottweiler is sometimes like Mrs. Wigglebottom… mostly when he’s at the vet and knows something is up – very calm and will lay down/stay at the first command.Other than that, he can and will watch various small and large dogs walk past him without a hitch, but heaven forbid if they get to walk by the house when he can look out the window and see them in their relative freedom.He snorts, stomps, spins in circles, etc. It’s as if I am at fault for him not being able to go make friends of the dog/dog owner in question.So my take is, yay for Mrs. Wigglebottom to be so disinterested in the lower forms of dog life around her.

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