Moviedust
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Yesterday, I took Willow to the vet (once again....). This time, she has an eye infection. She's such a little trooper, though.
Anyway, she loves going to the reception area of the vets office. She's such a little socialite. She wants to meet and greet everyone. While we were waiting, a woman with a 3-4 month old labradoodle came in. The puppy was high energy and obviously excited to be out and about. She had little to no control whatsoever over the rambunctious puppy. She carried him in to the vets at first, and when he saw Willow he was desperate to get down. She freaked a bit; her dog was twice Willow's size, afterall.
I reassured the woman, though, that Willow was highly socialized and knew her dog was just a puppy; Willow also knows that she can come to me if she feels insecure. I finally convinced the lady to put her dog down. Willow immediately went over to him and they sniffed. The puppy then play bowed and pounced on Willow. The lady freaked until I pointed out that Willow was pulling toward the puppy and she could easily get away if she wanted to, which she obviously didn't. Once the lady took time to watch the socialization, she started to lavish praise about how GOOD Willow is and how well-behaved, etc. Eventually, I called Willow to me (and she came over immediately and politely) when the lady went to check-in with the receptionist.
I picked Willow up and praised her gently for her good behavior. I watched as the receptionist talked to the woman while the puppy was pulling and bouncing and getting all tangled in its leash, etc. Then, the receptionist asked her to put her dog on the scale to get a weight. I could tell this was going to be a chore, and I asked the woman if she had a treat to help get the puppy to sit still for the scale to work. The woman said, "oh no. We did treats with his predecessor, and we aren't doing that again!" All the while, she's manhandling the puppy, saying "stay" over and over and over.
<sigh>
Without treats, as Willow no longer needs them for immediate training rewards, we went on our way to the exam room. I have no idea if they ever got a weight on that dog.
Anyway, she loves going to the reception area of the vets office. She's such a little socialite. She wants to meet and greet everyone. While we were waiting, a woman with a 3-4 month old labradoodle came in. The puppy was high energy and obviously excited to be out and about. She had little to no control whatsoever over the rambunctious puppy. She carried him in to the vets at first, and when he saw Willow he was desperate to get down. She freaked a bit; her dog was twice Willow's size, afterall.
I reassured the woman, though, that Willow was highly socialized and knew her dog was just a puppy; Willow also knows that she can come to me if she feels insecure. I finally convinced the lady to put her dog down. Willow immediately went over to him and they sniffed. The puppy then play bowed and pounced on Willow. The lady freaked until I pointed out that Willow was pulling toward the puppy and she could easily get away if she wanted to, which she obviously didn't. Once the lady took time to watch the socialization, she started to lavish praise about how GOOD Willow is and how well-behaved, etc. Eventually, I called Willow to me (and she came over immediately and politely) when the lady went to check-in with the receptionist.
I picked Willow up and praised her gently for her good behavior. I watched as the receptionist talked to the woman while the puppy was pulling and bouncing and getting all tangled in its leash, etc. Then, the receptionist asked her to put her dog on the scale to get a weight. I could tell this was going to be a chore, and I asked the woman if she had a treat to help get the puppy to sit still for the scale to work. The woman said, "oh no. We did treats with his predecessor, and we aren't doing that again!" All the while, she's manhandling the puppy, saying "stay" over and over and over.
<sigh>
Without treats, as Willow no longer needs them for immediate training rewards, we went on our way to the exam room. I have no idea if they ever got a weight on that dog.