So, this past week, I had the pleasure of taking my family on a fabulous vacation to Myrtle Beach, which is completely beside the point of my problem.
While there, we went to my wife's cousin's house for dinner, which was wonderful, at a minimum. Here's the conundrum I'm facing: they had a dog... six months old, with a "humping" problem. If a human being stood still, he humped it. End of story. Me... yes. My wife... yes. My 2 year old son... with fervor.
Their solution to the problem was a squirt bottle. Yes, like the bottle 409 or Windex (copyrights, both) comes out of. "If he humps you, squirt him". Heard it all night. He was incessant. And by incessant, I mean exhausted from humping folks (20 people there).
What I did to make him stop was against their "rule", but extremely effective... I hit him in the face. I walked out of the bathroom with my son (again, 2) and daughter (4), and he commenced to town, as it were. Had we been perras, I feel certain there would be puppies running freely about my house. So I struck him with vigor.
He never even looked at us again. Humped several other folks the rest of the evening, but we were off limits.
Which raises a couple of questions:
1) was I wrong for striking another man's dog?
2) is the squirt bottle thing a normal deal these days? We always beat or shot our dogs into submission (of course, I jest, but it makes for a fine story...)
While there, we went to my wife's cousin's house for dinner, which was wonderful, at a minimum. Here's the conundrum I'm facing: they had a dog... six months old, with a "humping" problem. If a human being stood still, he humped it. End of story. Me... yes. My wife... yes. My 2 year old son... with fervor.
Their solution to the problem was a squirt bottle. Yes, like the bottle 409 or Windex (copyrights, both) comes out of. "If he humps you, squirt him". Heard it all night. He was incessant. And by incessant, I mean exhausted from humping folks (20 people there).
What I did to make him stop was against their "rule", but extremely effective... I hit him in the face. I walked out of the bathroom with my son (again, 2) and daughter (4), and he commenced to town, as it were. Had we been perras, I feel certain there would be puppies running freely about my house. So I struck him with vigor.
He never even looked at us again. Humped several other folks the rest of the evening, but we were off limits.
Which raises a couple of questions:
1) was I wrong for striking another man's dog?
2) is the squirt bottle thing a normal deal these days? We always beat or shot our dogs into submission (of course, I jest, but it makes for a fine story...)
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