Animal Instinct?

Monday, July 26, 2010
I have never professed to be a pet lover. My idea of a pet has always been a fish in a bowl somewhere in the corner of my living room. Not that I'll get this kind of experience with a fish but I've always found the relationship between pet and master quite a unique and interesting one.
Recently my neighbour went away for the weekend and asked me to feed their 2 small dogs. When the time came, my hubby and I went in through the back door and proceeded to call out to the dogs, who were in the garages, to come into the house so I could lock them in. I must just mention that these dogs are puppies, I'm not sure of the breed but I think one of them is a chihuahua.
The one dog was quite friendly and kept smelling and jumping on me. The other...well, suffice it to say that he was frightened and went hiding under my neighbour's car. I think my hubby and I spent around half an hour trying to entice this dog to come out. I remembered my neighbour saying that one of them was called "Rambow" so I called out to both of them, not knowing which dog was indeed "Rambow".
Still no response. I went into the house to fetch a stick to try and "lure" the dog out from under the car. I came out with a duster stick and started tapping the stick under the car and waving it to see if I could "touch" him. I did this for a while and it actually occurred to me that I am not hitting anything, except the car's tyres. So I went into the house again....and lo, the small dog was actually now hiding behind the dustbin. He probably came in while I went looking for a stick. He was so scared of me (don't know why as I'm so lovable????) and looked like a fluffy toy that I almost missed him.
Anyway, all's well that ends well. Left them in the house with their food and hoped that they would eat after we've gone.
Pet mastering is still definitely not for me but hat's off to all who've done it.

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