Old Dogs…

So, Scooby is 6 years old. He is not my cuddly dog – he is long legged, full of sharp corners. We trained Betty to drop things using a command called “Leave it!” (and this works even when she has something delicious like wet food). When we tried to do the same training for Scooby, he drops it and then runs the hell away.

Meanwhile, Betty knows “leave it!” (she will leave it even when we put a treat on her head…!), “roll over,” etc and will do any of these commands for a treat. Scooby… he knows “sit” and “down.” Oh, and when I want him to jump up in my recliner with me, he won’t jump up until after I offer to let Betty sit with me.  I’m not sure, but I think perhaps Scooby thinks this is a game. Or else he really does not want Betty to sit with me.

Anyway, long story (not at all) short, Gene finally got Scooby to roll over. He does it grudgingly but he’ll do it. Yay! I told Gene (possibly using my “Scooby” voice – I’ll never admit it) that Scooby’s an old dog and he has a new trick.

(Oh, and if you say “beat it!” he will also run far far away).

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