Monthly Archives: October 2012

Quit coddling the kids and give them consequences for bad actions!

     I am tired of spoiled brats, bullying, and spiteful kids.  I’m sick and tired of parents who think their kids are perfect and they can do no wrong.  Sorry, I’ve watched your kids do horrible things and you were not anywhere in sight. 

     As a child, my bedroom didn’t have a TV, computer, and a phone.  I didn’t even have my own room, I shared a room with two sisters.  I didn’t have my own room until I was in the ninth grade.  The only entertainment in there was a bookcase full of books.  Still, being sent to our room was not the worst punishment.  I don’t see being sent to the child of today’s room as a punishment at all unless all electronics are removed first.

     We had a curfew too, “be within sight of the house when the street lights go on.”  Dad checked too.  If we weren’t right outside the house, all hell broke loose.  School nights, we were inside by eight and in bed by nine.  This was rough on a night owl like me.  

     If we broke the rules we got punished.  Grounded, spanked, sent to our rooms, sent to our rooms with no dinner, required to pay reparations for any damages from our own pockets or by some form of physical labor–these were the common punishments.  What did these punishments do for us?  They taught us consequences for our actions.  The worse our actions, the worse the punishment.

     Looking at many kids today and how they act in public gives us a huge clue that ‘time outs’ and ‘using our words’ doesn’t work.

     Being told to ‘go cut a switch’ by our Grandfather or Grandmother was the worst punishment we could think of on any day.  It wasn’t so much the two or three swats we got from the switch, it was the process of having to cut one that hurt more. It especially worked well when you had a grandfather like ours who made you go back several times to get a ‘good one’ before the swats.  And they were swats not beatings.  Some psychological stress and a little sting on our butts brought us into line quickly.

     It didn’t teach us to be physically violent with others.  In fact, if we were physically violent with pets or people, that came under the list of the worst things we could do, thus the punishment was the harshest.

     I think if you heard “oh, boy you’re gonna get it now” in your head when you only thought of doing something wrong, they were doing something right. 

     You all have a good one!

Oops, that shot that plan

     Some days, when someone you love has Multiple Sclerosis, plans change quickly.  I seldom make plans to go anywhere too far from home in case he needs me in a hurry.  I did manage to slip away to the Silverwood dog show for one day last week.  It was unfortunate that our time was very limited there.

     Yesterday was one of those make no plans because they are screwed days.  The Curmudgeon had a doctor appointment.  Early last week he told me about it and said he’d drive himself.  Therefore, I sort of planned to take Patty for a walk in the park, because it was sunny, because I needed to get out of the house, and because I wanted to try out her new collar.  About a half an hour before I planned to go, The Curmudgeon told me he needed me to drive him. 

     Sorry Patty, we’ll go to plan B and walk tomorrow.  You all have a good one!

For the love of dogs for fifty years

     I have been training dogs for over fifty years.  Does that surprise you?  It did me when I did the math.  Goodness, I feel old now.

     The first dog I trained was when I was eight years old.  I not only had her heeling on a leash but had her and another neighbor’s dog doing tricks.  We were very nearly a circus act. 

     I taught obedience classes for a while.  Over the years, I trained a passel of Poodles in all sizes,  a German Shepherd, a Rottweiler, and several Bull Terriers. 

     You all have a good one!

A fictional scene I might use…

     I remember that they all thought it was fun to gang up on me.  I shoved my fists deep into my pockets because my parents forbade us to fight.  I tried to walk away.  Those three older girls weren’t going to give up.  One of them shoved me so hard that I fell on my face.  Road rash on my cheek burned.

     That did it.  I got to my feet and proceeded to whale on all three of them, it didn’t matter to me that they were much taller and outweighed me.  I saw red.  When I finished, all out of breath and drained of anger, the girls had bloody noses and black eyes.  They were running away.

     My parents got a phone call that evening.  Those girls’ parents wanted me to apologize.  My father took to me the home of one of the girls.  All the way over I shook with anger at the indignity of having to apologize to them.  When my father saw how much bigger she was than I, he told the parents he figured the three older, bigger girls owed me one hell of an apology.  They could call on me the next day.  We walked home hand in hand.  

You all have a good one!

Another dog post

     It is with great trepidation that I watch Miss Patty sleep on the couch tonight.  Why?  Well, she’s been wetting her bed of late.  Thank goodness the new crate pads I bought are very absorbent.  We think that, like a small child, she’s sleeping so deeply she has accidents.

     I’m only keeping her out of her crate so long so that I can take her outside later and then we’ll see if her crate stays dry tonight.

      Gavin is snoring in his crate so he hasn’t noticed that she’s not in hers.  If he did he’d be screaming.

     What a silly home we have.

     You all have a good one.

What a fun day!

Gavin and Patty enjoying some of the swag I brought home.

     I had a great time at the Silverwood.  Wish we could’ve done all four days of it, but am happy to have had one lovely day.  I ran into some people I knew from way back when I was showing Malcolm.  (Iffinest Hero’s Welcome)  I enjoyed seeing my mentor–Malcolm’s other Mommy–Maggie, it was fantastic to see you!  

     I got a hug from David Merriam, he was always a fabulous judge and wonderful to show under.  He treated those of us who were humble owner/handlers with respect and kindness.  He hasn’t changed a bit.

     To all you others–you know who you are–I’ll go blind trying to list you all.  Thank you for adding to a good day.

     You all have a good one!

If you are at Silverwood, say hi!

     I should’ve made tonight picture night, then I wouldn’t be sitting here frantically typing whatever comes into my head, so I can go to bed early, so I can get up early to go to the Silverwood Dog Show.  There are times that I do enjoy a good run-on sentence.

     I am looking forward to meeting some FB friends at the show.  I do hope you all remember to stop me and tell me who you are.  😀  Just keep your eyes open for:

 

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You all have a good one!

A picture night

It’s been a long time

     I am looking forward to going to a dog show on Friday.  It’s a specialty show for Bull Terriers.  The biggest one in the country.  This one moves every year and when it’s this close to home, I can’t resist going.

     A dear friend of mine is driving us down.  I’m glad she is because she knows how to get there better than I do.  I’m looking forward to seeing some old dog show friends and meeting some new ones.

     Silverwood here we come!

     You all have a good one!

Brrrr, it’s chilly.

     Wow, finally had to turn the heat on.  It got danged cold and damp in here.  Turned out to be a perfect night to make chicken fried steak, red-eye gravy, mashed potatoes, and beans for dinner.  The Curmudgeon was a very happy camper.

     The dogs are loving the cool weather.  Gavin is a total idiot these days, he’s hucklebutting all the time.  Patty , well she’s her normal reserved and quiet self.  I really love it when she gets silly, forgets herself, and hucklebutts.  That’s when you see her fun side that she tries to hide. 

     The cooler weather also helps The Curmudgeon feel somewhat better.  I’m hoping it means we’ll have more good days now for a while.

     As for me, well I’m not very fond of cold weather and that’s what will soon follow this so I’m not thrilled.

     You all have a good one and stay warm enough.

When the bad days outnumber the good … get the most out of the good days

     As The Curmudgeon is beginning to have more bad days than good, we work hard to make his good days more fun.  I have less free time since on his bad days I have to be on my toes and ready for anything.

     It saddens both of us that we can no longer do the things we used to enjoy doing together.   I miss going fishing.  It’s not the same without him along.  He doesn’t walk well so walking along an uneven river bank is no longer possible.

      We no longer go to dog shows, something we always enjoyed.

     This time of year he used to enjoy helping to create a wild look and sound for our porch for trick or treat night.  Now it’s just G and I working on it.

     I hate to see the pain in his eyes as another thing he loves to do is crossed off his can do list.

     If wishes were horses than beggars would ride.  If my wishes were anything, it’d be a cure for MS.

     You all have a good one.

Hoodie weather has arrived

     The weather turned chilly last night.  With temperatures dropping down to 41 degrees I finally got a chance to wear my new hoodie when I took the dogs out for their last out of the night.

     I can now tell how worn out my old one was.  The new one is so much warmer!  Plus I do love this picture on mine…

     The Curmudgeon will be pleased in the morning when he takes the pups out while wearing his new hoodie.  He’s usually cold even when I think it’s warm.

     You all have a good one!