We have tried everything the training books and websites have suggested, even going as far as hiring a ridiculously expensive trainer who suggested I toss her treats more often (then she tossed a few in the dog's general direction as a visual aid). Treats, we thought. Wow. Imagine! To think that we combed every known source of information on aggressive dogs and silly us, missed the section on rewarding the good behaviour with treats. Clearly, this little gem is why we were paying this woman the big bucks.
This bi-polar behaviour of the dog will open the doors wide to something to talk about and given the passion of dog lovers, a lot of controversy. Which is supposedly a good thing. But maybe not.
I will absolutely never include recipes in this blog. Definitely no foodie pics. This is not that kind of blog. Okay, maybe just this one...proscuitto-wrapped strawberries stuffed with honey-basil and ricotta. I feel strongly about pointing out that we live in a world where someone takes the time to stuff strawberries with elaborate ricotta mixture and then proceeds to wrap them in cured meats. This should make you want to aim higher (I’m talking to you, Kraft Dinner for dinner) but yet be inspired! With a renewed hope in the future of the human race! But this is it. No other foodie pics. Probably. I do get pretty excited about food, though. Maybe I shouldn't make promises I can't keep.
On the plus side, blog-wise, I will try to always say thing in the right tense and use “to and too” (and two) properly. I love grammar. I have literally thought less of people who have said "your" when they meant "you’re". It’s so unfair…I know! They are probably way smarter than me. Or they are in too much of a hurry to get off the computer and go be awesome and save the world, etc. to be bothered with such trivial matters. Still. I judge. Feel free to judge me too, I tend to be lazy about quotation marks. I have no excuse. Sometimes I forget to include 2 spaces after the period - it's the rebel in me. Why do we have to? But then I will panic, over-compensate and put 3. I use one of those weird fonts that throw spaces in randomly and keeps you guessing. But still.
Save yourself – it may be too late for me.