the electric wire that keeps hoodini in the yard also feeds through the interior of the wall near our stairs, we have it set to "stubborn". sometimes hoodini gets too close to the wall and gets the warning beep, sometimes she slides right by to go up and terrorize her human sister's room.
while playing with poochie-poo's fire hydrant squeaker toy, hoodini tosses it up onto the stair landing. she trots over to get it and "beep beep beep"...so she tries another attempt a little further away... "beep beep beep"....gets further away from the wall to peek her head around....."beep beep beep"....so she lays down near the wall and gets no beep...she scoots closer and..."beep beep beep"....knowing she is as close as she can get she then uses her immensely long legs to reach across and pull the squeaker towards her....wallah, electric collar once again defeated.......
hoodini then proudly takes the squeaker outside....lets pause a minute...this squeaker was one of poochie-poo's first toys 2 years ago, it is the only one that had out lasted her chewing on it, the weather, or even getting lost.....hoodini won't share it either. poochie-poo looks longingly at the squeaker.......hoodini then proceeds to destroy the squeaker...all the while poochie-poo is watching her...two things are probably in poochie-poo's mind...A-if hoodini didn't steel my bed all the time i'd go pee in hers, B-another one bites the dust.....
hoodini's human father manages to get the squeaker from her grasps, what is left, and toss it to play fetch. the squeaker lands in a pile of poo. now this would be the end of the game for poochie-poo. toy in poo = no more fun. not for hoodini; had it not for the poo being too close to the wire she would have gone for it. in fact she did, but after 1 set of warning beeps it just wasn't worth it anymore.
how traumatizing....
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