[/QUOTE]Originally posted by tlunn@Jan 13 2005, 05:25 PM
Well, I let Brinkley pull me on the leash.He just gets SO excited to go outside that he can't stand it...and his leash is so short, it only makes him mad anyway b/c I am not going as fast as he wants..so he turns around to try and bite at the leash.
I also give more treats than you should...
He begs for food, and he usually gets itWhen I don't give in it is usually because it is something that he shouldn't have and I am eating on the couch or something, he gets behind me and lays across my shoulders to peek around and make sure I know he is pouting.
I also don't make him wait for me to go through the door...
He also often makes it to MY bed spot before me and I have to pick him up in order to crawl into the bed....
There is probably more atrocious behavior, I just can't think of it right now. I am sure it will come to me.
He is very spoiled!
I DO wish I could keep him from barking/growling at all the company that comes over!
[/QUOTE]Originally posted by 2happymalts@Jan 13 2005, 07:20 PM
tlunn I can relate to that, I lovemy greeting when I come home, we have a routine the babies bark and jump up and down and wait patiently (actually impatiently) for me to put all my things down and then we go to the couch and we all have a love fest, smooches and belly rubs galore (everyday this happens without fail when I come home) like you said that enthusiastic greeting helps to make me leave all the garbage from the day at the door.....I love my furkids.....
[/QUOTE]Originally posted by MalteseJane@Jan 13 2005, 10:59 PM
Jackie I can't believe you let Mickey do that ("bite" your face) !!!!
I let Alex get a piece of cookie out of my lips.
I let him play bite too, but he knows how much pressure he can apply and when I say ouch he will lick me.
I want him to bark if someone is at the door. Hey, it's his job to watch.
And I want him to bark if someone comes in the yard. Of course he is not going to make a difference between the squirrel and the meter man.
When we go out the front door he is in my arms, so we pass the door together.
But we eat before he does. And he waits patiently that we have finished.