Your dog can read your mind, or rather your actions

September 6, 2014

Sometimes it takes me longer to get out of the house than I’d like. It usually happens when I’m going to work. See Georgia knows what day it is and she knows where I’m going and she knows when she will be left behind.

I put my shoes on every day and I tie them, but the first time I put them on every day it means we are going for a walk and Georgia doesn’t want to delay me in that process. Weekdays, after our dog walk, the second time I need to tie my shoes, she will come and sit on my feet, inserting her head neatly in the way of my hands so that she impedes the process of shoe tying. It takes a good 5 minutes of extra love for her to finally give up and cede to the fact that yes, I am going to go to work and leave her at home.

She knows the context of my actions because of the type of clothes I’m wearing, the time of day, the routine of the morning. And she inserts herself hoping to disrupt when it’s not what she wants.

Dog love is beautiful in its simplicity. Stay with me!


Don’t Go!



Oh, the Indignity!

September 11, 2011

After the last thunderstorm, when Georgia kept me up until 4 AM, I’ve been searching for some thing that will calm her down, relieve her anxiety and let me sleep. Admittedly, the thunderstorm season is drawing to a close, so I may not have too much more time to find a solution this year, but still seeking any kind of solution puts me a leg up on next year. Plus, it’s not just thunderstorms, it’s also fireworks and firecrackers, the ice-maker in my fridge, the beeping of the oven timer, etc…

So, I tried anti-anxiety medication, which did not work, at all. It could be because the dosage was not right. I’ve also heard about melatonin, dog appeasing pheromones and the Thundershirt.  So, the first thing I’ve tried is the Thundershirt.


And, I actually think it might be working, but not because it wraps the dog in comfort. No, it’s the indignity of it. I put it on her and she looked at me like I’d just embarrassed her in front of her peers. I’d stolen her dignity.

Thundershirt look

This evening something freaked her out and she was pacing and pulling furniture around so I put it on her again and it definitely calmed her down, she would just stand there very close to me. After a while she finally lay down, on my foot.


Maybe I have a winner, at least for me!

Fireworks Anxiety on the 4th of July

July 27, 2011

I know it’s a little late for this, but Georgia and I didn’t have the most enjoyable 4th of July holiday. Oh, the fireworks. Just about every dog has a problem with fireworks and for Georgia it’s not so much the really big firework shows, it’s the little firecrackers people set off in their backyards. This actually happens all summer long as kids think it’s a really cool pastime.



Hiding is one coping mechanism





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