It's a running joke b/t my significant other and I to say Filet of
Flatcoat for dinner tonight- when Ari is misbehaving spectacularly and we need
to lighten the mood for our own sanity's sake!
I brought her into work b/c I needed to
use the SO's car b/c mine is in the shop (hello needing a new exhaust system yaaay). B/C I have his car, he can't
go home during lunch to take care of her. Her behavior today is ATROCIOUS.
She yowling, whining, banging on her crate. Mind you she's been coming
to work with me since about 12 weeks of age - she's now 7 mos. old. I
know part of it is due to not getting her walk this afternoon, but this is ridiculous.
The
REASON she didn't get her walk is b/c yesterday she ran full out INTO
my leg, knocking me down, bruising my shin (it's also swollen) and hurting my knee (also
swollen)- just call me hobbles today. I took her for a potty break but
her walk will have to wait for tonight w/the SO.
Even still
the last few times I've taken her into work her behavior has gotten
worse (even when she gets her usual walk with me which is between 1-2 miles). I've tried letting her out of the kennel w/my office door
closed (never letting her out of course if she's crying of course) but she
tries to eat the carpeting or my pant legs. I have no idea why all of
a sudden she's gone from a model dog in the office to wenchy pup but
I'm about to muzzle her ('cept her muzzle is at home) to keep her
quiet! I should tape record her, you'd think she was being tortured.
My
knee though is hurting me and it needs a day of rest. It's not a
serious sprain but I'm very likely to do further damage if I try to
walk for long periods on it. I couldn't believe how much force she hit me with! We were walking along a trail and I let her off leash in this huge field to work off some zoomies. I turned my head at a noise (to see if it was people coming or an animal) and she chose that moment to decide to tackle me by ramming my leg at a full out run (it's a good thing SHE didn't break anything either). I was seriously worried I wouldn't be able to walk back (at that point we were approximately 2 miles from our house). I did have my cell but I was able to limp it home, my knee didn't start acting up till a bit later last night.
Finally as I finish this post Ari has stopped a record 20 minutes non stop whining, yowling, and banging streak and is now shooting me a look that could kill (if looks could kill that is).
Gah, between that and a recent return of not being able to redirect her biting I'm thinking Filet O'Flatcoat would go best with baked potatoes and green beans.
(((please note to anyone who takes me remotely seriously don't! I love Ari despite everything, she's ours for keeps better or worse-my sick sense of humor just keeps me sane)))