Saturday, September 21, 2013
I had a fun, very active day today. We went to an outside bizarre/yard sale type thing. I got a great pair of “hippie” suede pants, a retro lamb coat, and two pairs of boots for $35 bucks. I know, I said I wouldn’t buy clothes until I lost the 15 lbs I’ve gained but the price was too good. The pants are a six so I don’t get to wear them until I’m back at goal – that counts right?
So I got home and we watched Farscape. I did a bit of ST during the commercials. I hadn’t finished my steps for the day, so I decided the girls needed a good run/walk. We harnessed up and headed out. I had the skijoring harness on Tazzy so I knew we would be “moving”.
We walked to the path and then started running. Running with both my girls is like running on a treadmill that doesn’t have a stop button. Now both girls are fully trained to verbal commands. I have one command that they will run on, keeping the leashed very taunt – steady pulling for skijoring. We have turn commands and a stop command. I have never had to worry about it, my girls ALWAYS listen. I am never in any danger or have any problems.
Ever hear “never say never”? Well “never say always”. We were going along at a great clip. Then it happened. From out of the brush came the little devil. Ears like the horns of Satan himself.
A rabbit! Out of the brush on the side of the path less than 2 feet in front of the girls! And what does the idiot thing do? It runs directly down the trail. No hiding, no running into the brush – it just ran straight down the path. And my girls kicked into prey drive!!
My legs were pumping as fast as they could. I couldn’t verbalize. We had taken off so quickly, I had no breath. I was just trying not to fall on my face. I started to panic – my girls are trained to VERBAL commands. I could barely breathe. My legs were burning and the stupid bunny would not turn. Even scarier, we were keeping up with it!!! I had to do something.
I smacked Gypsy’s leash so it pulled on her collar. My big girl stopped on a dime and looked at me like “What mom?”. Tonight also proves that dogs can read our facial expressions. I thought she was taking off again when she jumped on Tazzy. Both dogs slowed and I was able to issue a stop. They were looking at me like I was nuts but obeyed. The stupid demon rabbit finally ran into the bushes.
I treated both dogs and we WALKED home. My side is still a bit sore and I need to practice some physical/leash commands on our next run. And maybe a dart gun for the demon rodents!!!