Lately, sending the dogs out at night to pee has been accompanied by lots of barking. THis is
initiated by the IG, who is cold, and scared and would like me to come out too.
Last night and the night before, they actually started barking in an excited way before I even opened the door.
Yesterday afternoon, had Pink on a leash post herding, standing by the back door, about to come inside. Told him, "go poop, go pee", and he took a guarding, alert, looking around stance, and barked. This was in the middle of the afternoon, absolutely 0 going on. Guess he thinks, "Go poop=alert and bark".
What fix would you have for this new miscommunication?
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If you're sure it wasn't coincidence and he didn't see/hear something you did not, then you can choose new potty words and emphasize their meaning with "Good potty!" (or whatever you choose) when he goes. Sounds maybe easier than un-teaching what you have taught.
Hired man shot an enormous raccoon today in a hole in a tree right next to our house. He called it a "school bus" coon, which he said was old,huge, and yellow haired
and had been camped out in the tree, peeing on itself, for a long time.
Tonite, no barking at all when I let the dogs out. First night with out any barking in a week. Pinker and my IG were totally relaxed. Other nights, it's been a circus, despite all attempts to shut them up, all training attempts.
I guess it was the coon.
Thats a heck of a lot easier then trying to un-train the barking!
I can only imagine the damage a old crotchety coon could have done to your IG. Yikes.
I'd been searching Leerburg for bark collars.
I didn't see any reason for all that barking, and I could not make them stop it.
Hired guy spied the coon sitting in the sun at the edge of his hole in the morning.
Got a ladder and my 22, put the 22 up to the coon, who bit the end of the barrel.
He was huge and fat and old.
I hope it had no chums. I know nothing about social life in raccoons.
The hired guy, John is his name, is a big time coon hunter, so he was all about it.
The coon went down into a hollow part of the tree about 2-3 feet. John came to the house and we spent about 1/2 hr looking for a functional flashlight. Next came the ladder. Poked the coon with a thin stick, which it bit. John asked for the gun, which I got. Poked coon with gun, bang. It was dead with one shot.
Then John took a loop of wire, rapped it around the coon and pulled it out. It was bigger than Pinker. Finally, the coon was skinned and taken to a local fur buyer, where John was paid $15.00 for the hide. The "body" went in the dumpster.
So, maybe you didn't want to hear all that, but that's what happened!
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