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<p class=MsoNormal>You are absolutely NOT the only person who has had to have a
talk with their dog! When Clover was much younger, and her litter of pups
was about 12 wks old or so, she decided that she hated them and would charge
them and roll them any time they went past. She was a wonderful protective attentive
mother, but she had no patience once her milk dried up. It was obvious that she
didn’t want these little invaders taking over her home and any attention
she thought was due her. After about a week of hollering at her and
grabbing her by the collar and pulling her off the pups, I decided that there
was only one thing to do. I took her face in my hands and told her that
if she did it again I would beat her. As I talked I visualized the
puppies coming in and running past her, her charging, and then my hand smacking
her on the rump and me scruffing and rolling her. Then I told her that if
she ignored them, I would sit with her and give her a massage. I
visualized the pups running past and her turning her head away, then me
praising her and giving her the massage.<o:p></o:p></p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>When I let the pups in the next time, she growled and
charged, but when I yelled and shook my finger in her face she stopped and
turned away, grumbling the whole time. I never did have to raise a hand
to her, or scruff her. She got her massage for not completing her charge, and
after that she was completely trustworthy to only curl a lip and growl, but she
didn’t advance on them when I told her to stop. She now is tolerant
of the other dogs, even though she prefers to be the queen bee and be left
alone. At 12 yrs old, she deserves to be the queen anyway. <o:p></o:p></p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>On a funny note, her daughter Channy absolutely must pay
homage to her every day. Every morning after breakfast and after dinner,
Channy runs over to Clover and cowers down until Clover turns and acknowledges her.
They must touch noses before Channy will run outside. The other day,
Channy took this even further. Clover wasn’t feeling well, and
Channy decided that she wanted to cuddle Clover. Clover has never allowed
any other dog to cuddle her but Bubby, and so as Channy wheedled up to her, and
then nested up against her, it was quite a shock to see that Clover didn’t
move away. Rick said that they stayed like that for a few minutes, with Clover
actually resting her head on Channy’s head. I don’t think it
was affection on Clover’s part, I think she was just too lazy to move,
but still it is kind of funny that it happened.<o:p></o:p></p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>BTW… I had written that Clover had breast cancer, but
I now believe we were wrong. She had a lump the size of a fist, but a
couple of weeks ago she had what appeared to be a rug burn in an odd place on
the same teat, and the teat was flaccid and soft, and back to its normal size. It
must have been a large, rapidly growing cyst that decided to drain. I
cleaned and dressed the wound, and in the days that followed the wound healed
beautifully. She is so happy to not drag that thing through the snow any more,
you can tell that she is happy. What a blessing! We had resigned
ourselves to allowing her as many happy days as possible then letting her
go. Looks like we will have more time with our old girl. God is
good.<o:p></o:p></p>
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<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"'>Gaylene
Opal-Deitering<i><o:p></o:p></i></span></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><i><span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"'>My
passions do not replace my relationship with God, but are instead a reflection of
it!<o:p></o:p></span></i></p>
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