Earlier this week, I carried Zinnia ought to meet the donkeys briefly, they sniffed at each other and I pulled back, Zinnia is still too young to be a farm dog.
Today I was walking her out in the back yard and the sheep and donkeys were all coming out of the pasture. They turned and saw Zinnia – each one – and turned in surprise, fascinated to see this new addition to Bedlam Farm.
Zinnia, who had been sniffing along the fence line, looked up to see Asher and Issachar staring at her through the fence, just inches away. Startled, she jumped back but didn’t run.
She backed up about 10 feet, sat down calmly and returned the stare. Animals and dog stared at one another for several minutes, neither blinking or moving an inch. Eventually the donkeys, who have seen a lot of dogs in their time, got bored and went off to look for some food.
Zinnia went off to take a dump.
You are training me also!
I have had many dogs in my life, some of them labeled “difficult breeds”. All of them became well trained and delightful family members except for one which had been starved to the extent of a malnourished brain. Poor Beau, the children ended up naming him Booby,, was like a retarded child.
Anyway, my methods are 100 % different from yours and some years ago I would have jumped in to tell you all about them but not now! It’s none of my business and as I say I am becoming trained… Watching Zinnia grow will be such pleadure–thank you, again, for sharing.
Where is her Pink Collar? Kimberly
Good dog good owner