"Off Dave!"
Monday night, David figured out how to get onto my couch. He'd been watching the dachshund's carefully, and had even tested the plushness of it, by laying all but his back legs on it. He was sold.
The only problem? How to get his whole, entire, body on this wonderful thing. That took some thinking, but he got himself up and snuggled in.
I, inwardly sighing, removed him. [after getting no response to my "off" cue. Mental note to start teaching that]
He (possibly a little confused) got back up.
I got him back off.
He got back on.
I put him in the kitchen. Better to not let him keep practicing this behavior! :)
I placed the coffee table up on the couch, effectively blocking of all but a dachshund sized space, and until we re-stock our dog bed supply (Thank you Trump) I placed a pillow down on the floor so he'd have something to cuddle with.
It worked!
He hasn't attempted to get back on the couch since! :)
The only problem? How to get his whole, entire, body on this wonderful thing. That took some thinking, but he got himself up and snuggled in.
I, inwardly sighing, removed him. [after getting no response to my "off" cue. Mental note to start teaching that]
He (possibly a little confused) got back up.
I got him back off.
He got back on.
I put him in the kitchen. Better to not let him keep practicing this behavior! :)
I placed the coffee table up on the couch, effectively blocking of all but a dachshund sized space, and until we re-stock our dog bed supply (Thank you Trump) I placed a pillow down on the floor so he'd have something to cuddle with.
It worked!
He hasn't attempted to get back on the couch since! :)
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| I love my pillow! [David laying with this head on the pillow, and his tongue slightly protruding from his mouth.] |
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