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We have a new dog!

Okay, so Kirby isn't exactly new.  We adopted him just over a year ago.  He is a terrier/mutt/mutt.  He is a very sweet dog.  He loves to run and wrestle with D, and he sits so quietly while K brushes him.  He is a great dog....with one huge flaw.  Every time he found an opportunity he would bolt.  He would run, and we could not catch him.  This bad habit caused lots of stress, and got us in trouble with the neighbors and law enforcement.  We tried traditional training methods but with no luck.  We were at our wits end.  
So, for father's day Kent got a shock collar.  Now, I don't like to abuse animals, but it was that or get rid of the dog.  It was amazing.  He was only shocked a couple of times, and he learned his lesson.  Kirby did not run away anymore.  
There was an odd side effect though, Kirby was incredibly happy.  He was happier than he had ever been.  Kirby was just 1 when we adopted him, but he had 5 other families before us.  We realized he never had a family/pac.  Once we established who was boss, he was so happy.
So now we have a fantastic dog.  We love to take him running every night at the ball field across the street.  We play outside all the time, and have lots of fun playing with him.  He really is a new dog.
I never thought I would like a dog this much.  Kirby is a great dog.  

Comments

The Cady Family said…
I am glad Kirby is a happier dog for you guys. Just dont play any evil tricks on him like the clown! My sister did the same thing to me with a china doll holding a knife on my bed. So scary.
Terésa said…
He's a cutie. Sometimes I wish we had shock collars for kids... o.k. no I don't, but in theary it would be nice! ;)
Cassie and Mark said…
I'm so glad the shock collar worked! It sounds like everyone is much happier now!

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