It was one of those days.
I can usually handle just about anything when it comes to Puppy. However, every now and then he is so
talkative and debating my every response, that I feel like putting a closed
door between us. Not so easy when we are
the only two people in a moving truck.
We got home after a long day and just as the conversations
were taking place in the truck, they continued after walking in the front
door. I don’t think there is much need
to go over the conversation but know that nothing was going to stop him from
asking question after question until he heard the answer he was searching
for.
That was it…I texted for backup. I gave a brief description of what was going
on between Puppy and me to his teacher.
I followed her instructions, but wasn’t successful in satisfying his
need for answers. One last text to her
read: “It’s not working. It’s going to
take a call from you.” And she readily
answered, “Ok”. And the phone rang. I handed it to Puppy and he saw her name…”oh,
oh...hello.”
Puppy and his teacher talked for a few minutes. I could only hear his end of the discussion
but I knew she had it under control. He
replied to her questions because now the tables were turned and she was asking
and he was answering. Once they were
done he handed me the phone so his teach and I could talk.
She patiently explained how she made sure he understood what he was
doing and it was as simple as asking him questions that he could answer about
his actions and behavior. Something about
having him say it and hearing his own voice to make sure he heard the requests
or rules that were being discussed.
After that one phone call, Puppy stopped talking, finished
his snack and went to shower and followed it by jumping into bed. I tucked him in and he repeated the rules of
the day. Sweet dreams, Puppy.
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