What happened to me over that time? Life, that’s what.

It’s really hard to believe he will be three on April 24th, many days he is still such a puppy.  Although the other day he was acting like the 3 year old Aussie he is supposed to be.  I was getting Emma ready for the bus and usually Scout is hanging around the kitchen or sleeping on the couch.  Yesterday he must have been sleeping on the bed and I forgot to put him in his kennel, Michele came home and all was good after a few hours, it’s a miracle!  Maybe for short trips out we can just leave him to his own devises, as long as there is not food on the counter, table, dirty dishes in the sink, or anywhere else he can get to things.  We’ll see what comes down the road as the weather get nicer.

But, today I picked up a Gentle Leader headcollar for Scout.  It was amazing how his attitude changed in the store, Emma was even able to walk him around the store without getting dragged around.

The one thing that it doesn’t solve is the fact that he still wants to take the leash in his mouth and “walk me” he is still jumping on me trying to get the leash.  If there was a fix for that I would we thrilled.  It’s been almost three years and I figured that if he hasn’t learned to walk without pulling then he isn’t going to learn.  Hopefully this will make the spring and summer walks more enjoyable for both of us.

Scout likes, no, loves to sleep in his kennel.  If he is sleeping loose in the bedroom he usually wakes us up to put him in the kennel at some point in the night.  The other night he was sleeping out and Emma woke me up.  In my sleepy stooper I tripped on Scout, the poor thing, since he was laying at the foot of the bed, not his usual place.  He proceded to shake it off, easier than I did and meander into his kennel.  It must be a very comfortable place for him since if we don’t latch the door he will come and bother us to do that as well.  He does lie on his back, twisted like a pretzel, pressed on the sides and door.

He’s nuts!

Sealevel Propwash Red Boyscout CCS

What’s CCS you ask?  Well…it is Champion Counter Surfer!  Last night was the last straw, he got a stick of butter, which follows the broken Corningware pot of lunguini, which follows the corn on the cob, which…you get the idea.

I have no idea how to stop it, nothing seems to work other than keeping him out of the kitchen and never let him leave our sight.  We can be in the room and look away and he is right up there looking at us out of the corner of his eye to see if he is “safe”

It was suggested to lay a trail of black pepper on the counter and let him get a snoot full.  I will be getting the pepper tomorrow.

If you have any ideas leave them in the comments.

Anyway…one of my wonderful throws lands in our large hammock from LL Bean and he looks at the frisbee over his head, looks at me and then starts to jump at the bottom of the hammock and proceeds to bounce the frisbee over the edge. I was worried that he would try to bite at it from below (it’s about three feet off the ground) and he did once but realized that it wouldn’t fit between the mesh. I will try to get a video or pictures the next time it happens, although you know that will be the time he tears the hammock to shreads

This week marked the 10th anniversary of the Great Ice Storm of 1998 and the temp today is in the mid 50′s. Maybe it’s really global warming? Anyway, it looked like we lost about 3 inches of snow depth over night and if this keeps up we will be into full on mud season. Something that I want to avoid as long a possible.