Everyday Adventures in Havachon Heaven

The Good, Crazy, & Adorable Life of One Havachon Puppy

Monday Mischief – Daisy Has Radar!

I think Daisy might have a telepathic connection to anything that drops on the floor. Even if she wasn’t around when it fell and hasn’t been anywhere near that room at all, she just knows.

Who, me? Innocent little me??

This morning I knocked an emery board onto the bathroom floor. I couldn’t pick it up right away because my hands were wet and soapy, but as is usual with me lately, by the time I finished washing and drying, I’d forgotten all about the dropped emery board.

And in all fairness [aka excuse], it fell on a beige area rug with its beige side up, so it didn’t catch my eye. Honest. Really.

Keep in mind that Daisy was nowhere in the area; she wasn’t even at that end of the house. And it didn’t make a sound when it fell on the rug.

Later, after breakfast, Daisy suddenly and deftly trotted past me to the opposite end of the house. I knew that gait – she was up to something. So I waited. I gave her a minute to locate her target so I could catch her in the act.

There she stood in the bedroom, the nail file sticking out of her mouth, angled like a cigarette between the lips of a seasoned smoker.

She just stood there, frozen. Staring at me.

Suddenly she started to bolt for the safety of the bed – under the bed, that is.

“Drop it!” I yelled.

And she did! I was shocked! She stopped in her tracks, looked at me, and let the thing drop to the floor. I cracked up!

It was too late to get my camera for a picture, so instead I took a picture of the aftermath:

I got some good licks in!

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How Spaying Spoiled Our Havachon!

“Spoiled” as in “bratty” – not “spoiled” as in “ruined”! LOL

Daisy has now fully returned to her energetic, playful self, but with one extra unwanted facet – she’s acting like a spoiled brat. Queen of the castle, ruler of the house. Very self confident to the point of taking risks and trying new things that aren’t allowed.

This is not going over well with us. At all.

It seems that two solid days of cuddling her when she was really hurting, whining in pain, and unable to move around well, followed by another three days of attention and companionship served to spoil her just as much as they served to help heal her. During those days, she’d stare into my eyes with the sweetest, softest yet most pathetic expression that looked like a cross between “help me” and “thank you”.

But now it appears that her previous training has gone right out the window, along with her doggy “manners”. She’s demanding, bratty, aggressive, and seems full of herself – if she was a toddler, she’d be having LOTS of time outs.

How fast puppies can unlearn good behavior and limits when they’re catered to for just a short time!

In addition, she’s jumped up on the sofa twice and has, for the first time ever, jumped up on the raised brick hearth in the family room. This wouldn’t be a problem except, as you can see from the photo, we have some decorative items on the hearth, which we now may have to remove since there’s no way to keep her off the hearth.

Today we went back to basics and started retraining her from square one. No allowances for cuteness, no deviating from Jan Fennell’s original training  rules that worked so well the first time around. When we’re busy doing things or walking from room to room and Daisy starts jumping on us as well as leaping high in the air and lunging AT us hard (this is all the new aggressiveness), we tell her “no” firmly and ignore her, going about our business. After a few more futile attempts, she gives up – this is what’s supposed to happen; she’s learning that this behavior doesn’t get her what she wants.

When we’re sitting on the sofa and she stands up with her front paws on the sofa demanding attention or to be picked up, we tell her “down”. She listens, but grumbles and/or yaps a lot, eventually calming down. Still, we’re achieving the desired result, and it’s taking root faster than when we first trained her. Clearly she remembers the rules; she just chose to forget them for a while. Eventually the grumbling should stop and she should go back to behaving like she did pre-spay.

She’s overly playful in an aggressive sort of way too, and that sweet expression in her eyes has been replaced by a look of dominance and demands. So far she hasn’t done anything threatening, but we’re not waiting around to see if it would get to that. She clearly sees that we’re in a power struggle now, and she’s starting to back down.

It’s a battle of wills and we’re not giving in. We want our puppy back.


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