Please Help Me Shut My Dog Up

Me, Mom, The Barker and My Sister
When my mom passed, we decided we were wonderful, loving evolved people who would provide a loving home for her dog. This was, indeed, the world’s most spoiled dog. Many nights, she had steak for dinner. She had the house to herself with my mom. The world was her oyster.

She’s been living with us for two years and we do love her. She’s about nine. The dog is not trained in any sense of the word. She was my mother’s most spoiled child. I also suspect that she is not that bright. But we love her and she gets plenty of attention. I cannot be even slightly mean to this dog because I am convinced my mom will haunt me. I feel generally good about her life because she loves my husband so much. It is one of the great love affairs of our time.

Here is my question: What can I do to get the dog to STFU?

EVERYTHING MAKES THIS DOG BARK. Now that the windows are open in the summertime, it’s Barkfest 2012.

  • She barks at the cats.
  • She barks at the birds.
  • She barks at the neighbor who backed his car out of the driveway three houses down.
  • She barks when the kids are arguing.
  • She barks when the kids aren’t arguing.
  • She barks at wind chimes.
  • She barks every time someone in the house goes to the bathroom.
  • She barks when __________ (fill in the blank).

What can I do to decrease the amount of barking I am exposed to on a daily basis? I have not ordered any of these barks. I am especially concerned about the nighttime barking. I finally got the kids to sleep. I cannot do anything even slightly mean or my mother, Mildred will haunt me.

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