Two Steps Forward And One Step Back, Again.

We had a pretty relaxing Thanksgiving. It was just the 6 of us and we did the normal.

Woke up, had a big breakfast, got the stuffing ready, stuffed the bird and put the bird in the oven.

While the bird was getting it’s cook on we watched the Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade and then the dog show.

We stayed in our p.j’s most of the day and just relaxed and ate.

Dinner was great and we had good conversations and laughed.

After dinner we headed to my parents house for some pie.

If it was just the 4 of us, I could say that it was a pretty simple day with no issues.

But it’s not just the 4 of us, it’s the 6 of in the house.

And the other 2 of us may have had some minor issues.

Leroy’s Issue:

It’s always 2 steps forward and 1 step back with Leroy.

Sigh.

I’ve been working hard with him.

The last few weeks we’ve been getting to know other by taking the Dognition Assessment. We had a lot of fun and I learned some of the reasoning behind the way Leroy processes things and puts them into action. I felt like I had a good grip on him.

He even demonstrated how he can fight the urge against french fry theft by not stealing french fries off the kitchen table, even though they were sitting right in front of his face mocking him.

That was a super proud moment for me and I shared it far and wide.

My proud moment was shattered on Thanksgiving when Leroy stole 1/2 a loaf of stuffing bread off the kitchen table and tried to hide it in his ginormous mouth.

Luckily my husband alerted me to the theft and I was able to dig most of the bread out from the roof of his mouth.

I’ll admit that it was kind of funny because he had so much bread in his mouth that he didn’t know what to do with it but deep down inside it hurt a little. It was a fail and erased all of the things that I thought we had accomplished over the last few months. Leroy still can’t be 100% trusted.

Sherman’s Issue.

Sherman’s issue wasn’t really his doing but it upset him quite a bit which made it seem like my fail.

For the past few years Sherman has become more sensitive to certain sounds. Fireworks, thunder, loud beeps all make him very nervous. It’s been getting worse and most of the time I’m able to settle him down when I know the sounds are coming.

When I don’t know that the sounds are coming we usually have a very panicked Sherman on our hands.

On Thanksgiving we had a very panicked Sherman on our hands.

After I had secured our turkey dinner and all the fixings we headed to my parents house.

When we came home later that night Sherman came busting out of the door as soon as it opened. He was 1/2 way down the driveway before I could grab him and when I did I could tell that he was a nervous wreck.

He was breathing heavy and covered in nervous slobber.

At first I thought, “What the heck is going on in the house?” Then I thought, “Oh god, Leroy opened the fridge and ate all the turkey.”

But when I went inside Leroy was sleeping and there was no sign of a turkey invasion.

Then as I looked backed at the worried expression on Sherman’s face, it hit me.

“Something’s beeping in the house.”

And sure enough, as I listened closely, I could here the smoke alarm beeping every few minutes due to a low battery. We had just gone through this a few months ago with the carbon monoxide detector and Sherman had the same reaction.

I ran upstairs and took the battery and told Sherman all was good.

He calmed down after a few hours, after he realized the beeping wasn’t coming back, but I felt so bad for him. I can imagine that he felt so trapped when the beeping started and judging by his reaction when we got home,  all he wanted was to get the heck out of the house as fast as he could.

Another step back.

I guess the boys thought that our Thanksgiving was a little too uneventful for their liking.

That’s alright though, I was feeling a little odd that the holiday went off without a hitch too 😉

So how about you? How was your Thanksgiving? Any bread thieves at your table? Any dogs wanting to break out of the house?

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