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Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Man Sock

I hope everyone had a great weekend! We did, but we sure weren't ready for this morning when it came around! It got warmer around here (finally) and I don't think I'm going to freeze to death at the moment. Logan loves the cold weather but I just can't take it.

I've gotten a good start on Mickael's sock. It's almost 7 inches long right now. I'm not sure how long to make the leg before I start the heel, so I'll probably be playing in his sock drawer later today to compare with some commercial socks and socks I've hand knit for him before. I've got plenty of yarn to make nice tall socks, but I want to double check before I get carried away. I'm loving the different blues and blue greens in this yarn and even though I'm just doing stockinette, I'm not getting bored with the sock.

I also got back to work with Logan in the car this weekend. Christmas kind of threw everything off and we didn't really practice for a while, but now we're back to working him through his car anxiety. This weekend he figured out how to get into the car. He was having some trouble figuring out where to put his back feet, but I showed him where the running boards are (by putting his back feet there) and once he felt where he needed to go, he figured it right out. He is now getting in and out of the car easily on both sides. (Because you never know which side of the car you might need to get in on - I mean what if there is a Yorkshire Terrorist* on the one side of the car you can get in on, you're stuck until it leaves.) Of course at this point, the car is still sitting in the garage and it's off, but our next step will be to get into the car and I will get up front, then we'll turn the car on. There are lots of yummy dog treats involved with our car training, but they're doing the trick and he's getting more and more relaxed around the car. Someday we might even be able to back out of the garage!

*If you have a Yorkshire Terrier, I'm sure it's a lovely little dog. We have a monster here in the neighborhood that has terrorized both Logan and Barclay (Mom and Dad's dog) and the owner is clearly one of those that believes little dogs don't need manners (clearly the owner is to blame here, but the dog is doing nothing for the breed's popularity in the area). I'm sure any of my lovely readers who have little dogs have taught their dogs manners and they would never nip at Little Logan. He was very traumatized by the whole event.

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Blogger Tiny Tyrant said...

We have a Yorkshire Terrorist next door to us that behaves the same way, with the same kind of owners. My dogs however don't let him play the dominance game with them.

Good luck. I've lived next to this thing for 7 years and the little schmuck still chases after me down the cul-de-sac, till I face him.

4:59 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I am a Cat Person, but I once knew a Bernese Mountain Dog who was terrorized by the neighborhood chihuahuas. Little dogs can be horrible (and, yes, I know it's their people, but still . . .). Poor Logan.

8:37 PM  
Blogger Delusional Knitter said...

We used to live next to a woman who had several Yorkies - she bred them (and where we rented you were only supposed to have one dog - i.e. owner is an idiot). And I complained to the landlord, the owner came over and yelled in my face, "Dogs bark, deal with it" And I said, "Really? At 3AM? By the way I have a Rottweiler, you probably didn't even know I have a dog! Because she's trained not to bark at everything and doesn't run free all over the neighborhood"

10:22 PM  

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