
Izzy the cat likes to chase geckos on the windows. She found one while the puppy was outside doing business, and Missy had to come investigate too! Izzy was not impressed.

Izzy the cat likes to chase geckos on the windows. She found one while the puppy was outside doing business, and Missy had to come investigate too! Izzy was not impressed.
My husband has dubbed the puppy a random action generator, especially when she is fighting the sleep monster. These GIFs were taken all within 10 minutes. Must not fall asleep!






She crashed shortly after.


I love clicker training! I did a refresher with Karen Pryor’s Getting Started: Clicker Training for Dogs book. Little Missy has added “down” and the beginnings of “come” to her repertoire (which previously consisted of “sit”). I like the idea of shaping behavior rather than struggling over perfection at the start. I also like short training sessions. There was something in the book called “101 Things to do with a Box” that I hadn’t remembered. We had to try it with little smarty pants. We separated the dogs and had yummy training treats, and clicked and gave a treat every time Missy touched the box. By the end of the first session she was climbing all the way into her box to get her click! And you could practically see her little gears whirling in her head as she tried to figure out how to make me click. We switched dogs, and Griffin is my best dog, but not as keen on the box or the treats. For him, I hid the treat under the box and he got a click for snuffling the box. All in all a fun training game!

Poor puppy had to get her three month puppy shots (she is now 6.8 pounds, by the way), and wasn’t feeling good. She was shivering, so I bundled her up in my lap with a fuzzy blanket. Izzy the cat, who has been slowly reclaiming the house, saw the cue for nap time and joined us. I was shocked! Missy was too tired to show but mild interest before she fell asleep again. Here is the photo progression.






Missy ate well and by the next day was back to her rambunctious self!
The DNA panel on Missy, our 11-month-old pup, showed an eighth basically unknown. The listed possibilities included terrier, sporting, companion, herding (isn’t that just about all of them?). I am building evidence to support my theory that the last eighth is feline. (To recap, she is half cattle dog, quarter mini poodle, eighth bichon frise.)






Now I’m not sure any self respecting cat would put up with canine romantic attentions, even three generations back, so maybe in her last life she was feline. Or maybe she just identifies as feline in this life. Cats are pretty cool. Everybody wants to be a cat.