Could you please just shut up?
I seem to spend half my life asking my mini dachshund to shut up!
I know it’s natural for dogs to bark and they are worth their weight in gold as burglar alarms but Darcy seems to think he is solely responsible for our protection at all times. I have tried explaining to him that the pigeons in the garden are highly unlikely to come in and attack us in our beds but he still keeps a fifteen hour vigil during daylight hours. I try not to laugh as he sprints down the lawn and does a huge jump, he truly believes that if he runs fast enough and jumps high enough he really will take off into flight.
Then there are those well-known serial killers that knock on ‘his’ door occasionally and deliver highly suspicious parcels labelled ‘ Amazon’ or ‘Tesco Direct’, The suspicious articles have to be thoroughly sniffed and attacked if necessary, before being declared safe and allowed to enter.
As for letters that appear by magic on ‘his’ front door mat they have to be immediately destroyed and maybe even eaten just to make doubly sure they do not contain poisonous ink!
Has anyone else sat on the floor bargaining with their dog to hand back the tv license, passport or tax papers he is threatening to destroy and has already chewed the corner off?
Has anyone put proudly on display the beautiful handmade birthday card from your very best friend complete with teeth marks and soaked in dog saliva?
Has anyone else had to hand over a chewed up hospital letter to the already snobby looking receptionist?
Or confessing on the phone that you don’t have your account number because the dog destroyed it?
And does little dog syndrome really exist?
Should I rescue a laid back Great Dane next?
To be fair to Darcy when he came here he was already over two years old and had lived outside and never taught discipline. So, I can see why he is so very protective of his new home…….but it doesn’t make it any less annoying!
Here he is poised to jump into action in case a blackbird lands on ‘his’ lawn .
I will leave you with this angelic picture of Mr Darcy and go off to find some headache pills or ear muffs.