Okay, so that post in which I ranted about the ‘it’s always the owners fault’ mentality? Well, hands-up, sometimes it is.
At the park yesterday we met Little Bear’s Bichonpoo friend. They get on really well and it’s lovely to watch them play. Except that yesterday LB had a ball in his mouth when he saw his friend. We stood chatting and the dogs said a nice hello. Then stupidly, I thought ‘Oh, better not let LB get possessive of his ball, I’ll just take it off him so that he can play’.
Doh!
Here he was not at all worried that his pal wanted his ball until of course I try and take it away and put the idea into his head. Now his friend showing up means his toy gets taken away. The second I did it I could have kicked myself because of course, what happened? Yep, LB all grumpy and guarding his beloved tennis ball and all thoughts of playtime gone.
Have I beaten myself up about it? Course I have. I hate getting it wrong for his sake more than mine, but I’m learning to be stoical and see my mistakes as the lessons. Of course I like the triumphs far better, but that’s life. <sigh>
LB doesn’t have a mum who gets it right every time, but he certainly has one who will never, ever stop trying.
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