Off a’grandwhelping in the close future. Grandwhelping and blessed bad beta beagles with bated breath babysitting; beagles are in the eye of the beholder, licking. A friend of mine is going to help me train those poor dogs. A previously mentioned prick half ass trained them with intimidation, which isn’t a horrible way to do it just horrific, and besides the obvious psychological effects on the dogs it also sets him up as the sole alpha. Rescue missions of full of dogs who belonged to prick alphas and then were abandoned.
The beagles are fine critters with indomitable furry little spirits. They are just unruly. I know a few years back some drug store shrinks made small fortunes out of books with ‘Willful Child’ in the title. You don’t want to use the name of a child as a command for obedience any more than you want to use it on a beagle. Both respond well to the notion of a benevolent God/ Alpha Human/dog. Better in fact, all horror aside, it’s a better training technique. A silly example is “Shit now!” is a poor potty technique “Let’s poo like a big boy/girl. Who’s my big boy/girl? Wonderful!” Of course you do need to 1) have a big boy/girl poo receptacle and 2) recognize the pre poo behavior. It’s a lot easier to do with a dog. Smacking them on the nose with a rolled up newspaper or rubbing their noses in dog shit just makes the dog think you are crazy or mean. Nervous snack dogs are likely as not to piss out of anxiety when you whack or rub.
I don’t think the previously mentioned prick beat the dogs, mostly because that’s like work. I also don’t think he ever walked them. The grandwhelp is made of sterner stuff. His is a spirit stronger than the temporary faux father figure fuckwit (yes, I mean prick or, as previous expletived, douchebag). Without delving too much into prick/fuckwit/douchebags rocky psyche, he worships a dead father figure, identifies with him, and, I think, said father was, when alive, absent and since his death more absent. Prick would have been better off taking all that as a reason to be gay. He thinks he needs a sense of machismo; he just isn’t sure what that is. I don’t think he is a hardened asshole at all, I think he overcompensates for his lack of a locus of control with verbal abuse. At least towards beagles.
Personally I think a significant number of snack dog owners have locus of control issues (let’s say 25 percent). A beagle isn’t really a snack dog, but it isn‘t an entre either. A beagle fits dudes profile. He, however, has relinquished them; as it should be. Last time he didn’t. I think he regrets having inadvertently taken responsibility and this time made amends by not doing so.
Still, my real point is that these good boy beagles need some retraining. They are fine companions for a boy and his mom; they just have some bad habits. The idea of getting pure bred beagles, however, is to use them as working dogs; they are good at swimming out and retrieving blown-to-hell ducks. They are good tracking dogs. They lack the size and the prey drive to hunt anything big or protect hearth and home. The prick insisted on those two dogs, my daughter of course paid for them. Personally I’ve always gotten rescue dogs, that most of them were purebred Pits has more to do with the number of purebred pits that wind up in shelters than my need for a pure bred. There’s always the risk of bad genetic traits (e.g. Hip Dysplasia) in a pure bred dog.
Shit. I gotta run.
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