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Monday, November 13, 2023

untrainable

I used to chase this one dumb
dog Max (known
to leap out of the backs
of moving trucks) all the way
to the beach, across 2 big streets
(bolting all the way!) with a leash
and 2 tennis balls, because

catch

was the only way
to get Max to approach you, once loose
and at the beach, or running flat-out
to get there. And
you needed to have the leash already,
and the 2nd ball to get it (Max) to come
over and drop the 1st, and then you needed
the leash, and ideally

some kind of alley. Thankfully,
the specific beach
had one

- and often had dirty, green
buried tennis balls! If you looked for them
(how I developed the dog trick, which
was the only way that worked for
anyone, with Max, by the time he
discovered the beach in reach). Very
bad,
poorly-trained
dog. Apart
from
an oddly talented
towel-snatcher! NOT my idea

I told Cindy DO NOT walk
Max to the beach. If Max
knows the beach can be
reached without a car, Max

will be GONE every ding-dang time
the door's ajar. Not even my dog! Very
beautiful dog, though. No idea what
breed. Good heart, just more or
less

untrainable.
Apart from the towels, which
appeared to be a side-effect of loving
to play
tug of war,
and again: not my idea, ladies! (I lived then
in a house in a beach town with 2-3 sisters
at a time:

varied). NOBODY
could train that dog
to do a g.d. thing
that dog didn't WANT
to do To be fair to me, Max,
Cindy, her sisters or the Kelly
sisters, depending on who
was living in that
house at the time,
it's entirely possible that

no dog is "untrainable,"

but the person whose dog "it is" has
to be the one in on the training,
probably! What was it

with Max and TOWELS

Just thinking of it
infuriated me to this
day. I hope Max did not die
in the middle of some street,

with
an owner
or two lunging after haplessly

as the traffic just couldn't
stop
in
time
.
Aw,
Max
Not again 

bad dog
no tug-of-war 
again

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