Let's just say Callie loves PetSmart. It's where we go for classes and she adores her trainer Kathy. Along with this admiration is her submissive peeing. For some reason whenever she even smells Kathy it's like Niagra Falls!! I
walk in while Mom parked the car and Kathy just stuck her hand through to let Callie sniff her and yep, she peed. No one else was around to hold Callie so I had to tie her around my waist while cleaning up her mess. All was going well until mom came in, then Callie got a little wild. Hmm... 70lb dog pulling while tied around my waist? Yes, it DID hurt. I felt like I was getting punched in the stomach repeatedly. Once that little ordeal was over we got to deal with what mom calls, "The heffer". She apparently works in food and saw us having some trouble with Callie getting extremely excited and looks at my mom with a completely straight face and says, "Oh, she'll be good once she's trained." Then glances down at Callie and walks away! My mom and I both agreed we wanted to punch her in the face.People just look at her size and think she's older. She's 5 months old barely and is a PUPPY. She's very well trained and listens to us, but her excitement gets out of control so even though she's doing what we ask she's still going to be bouncing all over. We ask her to sit and wait, she does so, but 5 seconds later she's back up, her whole body wagging, begging us to take her over to where people are so she can hang out with them. That's her puppyness. That's not something we can fix with training, it'll be fixed once she's older. If you're relating her age to human years, she's about 5 years old. When you have a 5 y/o can you expect them to stay right next to you while shopping, not saying a word, not touching anything, and doing everything you ask percisely? Of course not. It's the same with her.
Thankfully once we checked out she was doing a bit better. Peed 3 more times just there. The cashier was very happy to hold Callie for us while my mom signed and I cleaned her messes. The other cashier was completely fawning over her announcing her love for Great Danes. That experience was much better! Then the manager got a huge smile over his face as he walked by her to help check out someone else with a little Australian Shepherd puppy. The Aussie whose name is "Rocky" and Callie were sniffing each other and showing off play signals but Rocky sure did not know about Callie's size! The manager kind of laughed at Callie becoming vocal and explained to the woman she was just a puppy. I guess he knew his breeds because we never talked to him. A little girl who was a part of Rocky's family giggled and got a shower of kisses by Callie which she adored. At least PetSmart ended on a good note!
We were driving by Lucy's place and decided to drop by. Both her and Josh were home. We let Callie hang out and play in the grass in the shade outside of their apartment. For some odd reason Callie only jumps on Lucy! Mom and I were mortified but luckily Callie didn't scratch her this time. We don't even expect it because she jumps on rarely anyone else... Callie, we need to work on that. Anyways, we got to talking and found out Tammy was over at Aunt Wendy's house and thought it'd be fun to have Callie and Tammy play, but since no one was home during that time we brought the dog's over to Josh's house.
Tammy, Callie, and Beasty all played nicely but Bear didn't enjoy it which he boldly showed by growling! The three played around the yard awhile until Lucy got Tammy to go into the horse's/cow's/mule's pen. We laughed SO hard watching Tammy getting chased down by the horse! Then the horse began rearing and running after her again, until they reached the turkey cage and Tammy would go on one side, the horse on the other, and they kept turning around it. Callie got in the pen, too, but quickly realized the size of the animals in there and looked up at them like, "WOW! You're
a big doggy!!" She got smart quick in there and decided it was best if she stayed out of the pen and by us. Tammy did not get that concept at all. She enjoyed having those animals running after her and didn't get hurt at all.Now that Callie was tired out we took her over to Aunt Wendy's house. She stayed in the garage with Tammy while everyone did their thing. Poor Tammy, Callie still wanted to play even though she was tired out. Tammy kept getting annoyed by Callie pawing at her and nipping playfully at her. Tammy went home though and Callie just layed down and relaxed in the garage until we brought her around back to see the other dogs. Scout and Zoey were down from Utah with out family. Last visit Scout, who's a German Shorthaired Pointer to get the size, towered over Callie. He was dominant towards her because she was so small. This visit Scout looked at her and just sniffed. Callie is now towering over him!
We soon left after that and took Callie home while we ran some errands. We had to go to WalMart and we asked about what their policy is on dogs. Turns out even though she's a therapy dog in training we can't bring her in until she IS certified. Oh well. Other places will let her in. She really needs that type of socialization. She needs to be around foreign things to her, be around large quantities of people, and learn how to calm herself when many stimulating things are around. PetSmart alone cannot provide that. Once we get her vest that states she's a therapy dog in training we'll call management and see about what the true policy is rather than just go by what the cashier says.
That night we took Callie out for a walk around the high school. She loves that place! We did like a loop around it and realized Callie was no where near being tired so we decided to go get our water jugs filled up with her then stop by McDonalds and get $1 sodas. We then went back to the high school and played around tons more. Then back home to where Callie promptly laid down and slept! :)
Since yesterday was Sunday we couldn't do much. So we had Callie hang around the house until night time came. Went over to the high school again as usual. It was seriously 11:30pm when we got out. Of course there was still a couple I guess "romancing" there. Didn't see them then they suddenly popped up on the bleechers. We let them be an
d played with Callie in the sprinklers there. They soon left. Let's get one thing straight, once they got on the track Callie was right back on their leash. Callie NEVER made contact with them or anything like that. We just minded our own business. Well maybe 15 minutes later they're still sitting in their car. Then a local rent-a-cop showed up and called my mom over. I grabbed Callie fast and put her on her leash. We headed down and he began telling us dogs aren't allowed on the fields. Apparently, "Children play on there and we don't want dogs pooping all over the grass and dirt." Wished my mom had a more of talking back attitude and showed him our poop bags and told him we were better owners than that. Oh well. Of course, we're still going back just never on the track again. We'll just make sure no one is there to call the cops on us.
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