Here's the scoop. I twisted my ankle--YES, again, a couple days ago. Walking down to the basement and missed the final step. Thought I was actually on the mend fairly quickly, but guess I overdid it with a few little errands over the past couple days. Son REALLY has zero tolerance for the dogs, and even though Perkins is being AWESOME with respect to showing restraint around the cats, it still seems to make sense to crate Perkins when I'm going go be away from the house and can't supervise (or witness the circumstances as they REALLY unfolded). So Perkins was in his crate at I went to church and ran the odd errand.
A while back, my mom gifted me with a prong-type collar for Perkins. One does not need to exert a lot of force to make once's presence known. Winnie doesn't need a whole lot in terms of control, but she DOES get wicked jealous if Perkins goes out on leash an she doesn't. So, the clever bit was that, given the extra influence of the prong collar, and Winnie's advancing years, I probably COULD manage to take both dogs out for a brief "pee walk" at the same time. Worked just fine the first few times I tried it, and I was, I think, justifiably pleased with myself.
Sadly, the prong collar came apart today and fell to the ground, Perkins escaped, and I had to go get him, with Winnie in tow.
He's home safely, but I don't feel so good. Going to rest for a bit. And, Perkins is probably not grounded FOREVER, given that he at least DID is on command once I finally had him more or less cornered in a yard.
A while back, my mom gifted me with a prong-type collar for Perkins. One does not need to exert a lot of force to make once's presence known. Winnie doesn't need a whole lot in terms of control, but she DOES get wicked jealous if Perkins goes out on leash an she doesn't. So, the clever bit was that, given the extra influence of the prong collar, and Winnie's advancing years, I probably COULD manage to take both dogs out for a brief "pee walk" at the same time. Worked just fine the first few times I tried it, and I was, I think, justifiably pleased with myself.
Sadly, the prong collar came apart today and fell to the ground, Perkins escaped, and I had to go get him, with Winnie in tow.
He's home safely, but I don't feel so good. Going to rest for a bit. And, Perkins is probably not grounded FOREVER, given that he at least DID is on command once I finally had him more or less cornered in a yard.
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