Rugers-Kris
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Ugh!! A truly interesting trip to Petsmart. It was the reminder I needed that I really enjoy being a hermit and that although I love dogs...I HATE PEOPLE! Let me explain:
Ruger and I loaded up for our weekly trip to Petsmart. We both always really enjoy these trips. We had a very nice (and uneventful) ride across town. As we entered Petsmart there was a display of halloween costumes for little dogs that caught Rugers attention...No problem, right? Wrong. Ruger lifted his leg and peed on a little devil costume!! Let me just put things into perspective. Ruger has never had an accident in the house or inside ANYWHERE prior to this but the real kicker is that he is 7 months old and he has NEVER lifted his leg to pee before today. A milestone that I was having some difficulty celebrating considering. LOL So, I find a clerk (I have the little devil costume in my hand) and explain what happened and tell her I will pay for it but I wanted to lay it up front rather than cruise around the store with it, ya know? She was awesome and insisted that I not pay for the costume and took it from me which I was very appreciative of. So, Crisi averted, yes? NO! I took Ruger back and weighed him and then we went and grabbed his dog food and threw it in the buggy and suddenly a very out of control Great Dane comesbarreling around the corner (I am almost certain that he just wanted to play) but he scared the daylights out of me so as I said "Oh shit!" Ruger lunged at him. I believe his was responding to my sudden nerves. Anyway, I pull Ruger back and as I do I tell him to "leave it" and he is listening except the GD keeps coming and eventually I see a man on the end of the leash being pulled behind. So, of course Ruger decides to Lunge again because the dog is still coming. I shared a few choice words (They would probably get me kicked out of the forum if I typed them) with the idiot that had no control over his dog as he straddled the dog, lean his weight down on him and grabbed his collar with both hands to manage to keep him still. Anyway, Rugers nerves are up and I am irritated so we run over grab some pig ears and get into line so we can checkout and put this experience behind us. For those of you that read my other posts, you know that Ruger is going through a fear stage ....Well, I am waiting in line and an employee comes in from the parking lot with one of those big cart on wheels things for carrying like tons of dog food for stocking. Ruger turns scaredy dog and starts pulling backwards to get away. I start to firmly get him to calm down and reach for the treats in my purse to use this as a training experience and hopefully a step towards the end of this fear stage when the dippy store clerk running the register next to us says (in a very excitable voice) "You need to let him back out of there and walk him around the other way because your dog is seriouslt traumatized!!". My patience were gone so I offeredher some very hateful sarcasm as well as some even choicer words (No, I am not proud) and I paid for our stuff and got the hell out there. What a trip!! I apologize for such a long post but I needed a good vent!!
BTW, Ruger turned 7 months old on the 18th and he weighed in at 125.4 pounds. I cannot figure out how to measure him for the life of me so I can't tell you how tall he is. I am adding a few new photos:
Ruger and I loaded up for our weekly trip to Petsmart. We both always really enjoy these trips. We had a very nice (and uneventful) ride across town. As we entered Petsmart there was a display of halloween costumes for little dogs that caught Rugers attention...No problem, right? Wrong. Ruger lifted his leg and peed on a little devil costume!! Let me just put things into perspective. Ruger has never had an accident in the house or inside ANYWHERE prior to this but the real kicker is that he is 7 months old and he has NEVER lifted his leg to pee before today. A milestone that I was having some difficulty celebrating considering. LOL So, I find a clerk (I have the little devil costume in my hand) and explain what happened and tell her I will pay for it but I wanted to lay it up front rather than cruise around the store with it, ya know? She was awesome and insisted that I not pay for the costume and took it from me which I was very appreciative of. So, Crisi averted, yes? NO! I took Ruger back and weighed him and then we went and grabbed his dog food and threw it in the buggy and suddenly a very out of control Great Dane comesbarreling around the corner (I am almost certain that he just wanted to play) but he scared the daylights out of me so as I said "Oh shit!" Ruger lunged at him. I believe his was responding to my sudden nerves. Anyway, I pull Ruger back and as I do I tell him to "leave it" and he is listening except the GD keeps coming and eventually I see a man on the end of the leash being pulled behind. So, of course Ruger decides to Lunge again because the dog is still coming. I shared a few choice words (They would probably get me kicked out of the forum if I typed them) with the idiot that had no control over his dog as he straddled the dog, lean his weight down on him and grabbed his collar with both hands to manage to keep him still. Anyway, Rugers nerves are up and I am irritated so we run over grab some pig ears and get into line so we can checkout and put this experience behind us. For those of you that read my other posts, you know that Ruger is going through a fear stage ....Well, I am waiting in line and an employee comes in from the parking lot with one of those big cart on wheels things for carrying like tons of dog food for stocking. Ruger turns scaredy dog and starts pulling backwards to get away. I start to firmly get him to calm down and reach for the treats in my purse to use this as a training experience and hopefully a step towards the end of this fear stage when the dippy store clerk running the register next to us says (in a very excitable voice) "You need to let him back out of there and walk him around the other way because your dog is seriouslt traumatized!!". My patience were gone so I offeredher some very hateful sarcasm as well as some even choicer words (No, I am not proud) and I paid for our stuff and got the hell out there. What a trip!! I apologize for such a long post but I needed a good vent!!
BTW, Ruger turned 7 months old on the 18th and he weighed in at 125.4 pounds. I cannot figure out how to measure him for the life of me so I can't tell you how tall he is. I am adding a few new photos:
I can relate, living in a big city and having to maneuver my dogue through some crowded situations sometimes...and just about everything that CAN go wrong, does...
