Could I help him out?
We tried to carry on a conversation for a few minutes at the fence but Harlie kept buttin' in.
Woof woof! (Keep AWAY!!)
Woof wo woof! (I mean it!!)
Me: Harlie, it is fine.
Harlie, stop it.
Stop talkin' back to me!
Harlie! Enough! and I snapped my fingers.
Harlie sits. Woof. (Why?)
Harlie. (and I point to the house) either hush or go inside.
Harlie, I mean it. Stop
She sits quietly. She still does not like my neighbor. Will run and hit that fence and make it wiggle much!
Harlie and I have conversations weekly. Not daily. Most times she is too busy bitin' the other pups. But she lets me know when it's time.
She will sit at me feet and look at me with those big ole eyes and just start yappin' and lookin' at whatever she is tellin' me about. Usually it's the other dogs actin up, which means they won't let her play. . . .
Hope you kackled today!