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Sally Forth is now named "Laika" , going forth to her new home!
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Laika is quickly earning her last name. It’s only been a week and she’s already part of the family. She is such a loving pup. Right now she’s curled up on the couch with Lesta. I told Lesta that Laika was supposed to be Daddy’s girl and Lesta’s employee. Instead, she’s Mommy’s girl and I’m Laika’s Lackey (“RJ, walk me! Pick up that poop! Fetch my Kong!” etc.). Oh, sigh.
- A+ on her basic obedience. We work with her every day. Lesta’s even got her heeling from her wheelchair. -
- Oh, and my entire family is convinced that one day Laika’s gonna just snap and eat Lesta and me. - Mom likes her though… (Laika) Laika was good with mom, too. Didn’t eat her or anything. I was really proud.
I’ve had her on the long lead by a little hill, so she could do some elevated laps. But Holy Crap, Auntie Dobe R. Mann! Laika’s got two modes: flop down exhausted or wear out the carpet pacing. And the confusing thing is that her “Hey Stupid, I’ve Got to Go Outside” tell is fast pacing in a circle. So far, we’ve been able to discern all of them (Ahem. We were a little slow on one circle dance, but she finished outside…).
Long story short: We love her to death, she’s officially our Laika , my family is a bunch of idiots. we are really working on her dog aggression. Lesta & I have been watching Patrica McConnell’s 2002 “Dog-Dog Aggression” seminar, So for the last couple of days we’ve been practicing “Look” and U-turns.
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Ed. note: "Laika" is being trained to become an assistant Service Dog