Comments on: When Is The Time Right? http://weatherwaxtraineddogs.wordpress.com/2007/11/03/when-is-the-time-right/ Just another WordPress.com weblog Mon, 21 Sep 2009 16:38:54 +0000 http://wordpress.com/ hourly 1 By: Michele http://weatherwaxtraineddogs.wordpress.com/2007/11/03/when-is-the-time-right/#comment-7 Michele Tue, 06 Nov 2007 23:44:07 +0000 http://weatherwaxtraineddogs.wordpress.com/2007/11/03/when-is-the-time-right/#comment-7 Hi Bob I had dogs all my life too. But I think I learned more from whatching Lassie and believing that all could have a dog like Lassie. My dad would say it's only TV and not to believe everything on TV But when it came to Lassie I did believe. I even bought your traing taps when we got our first fullbreed dog a sheltie pup which is the close's so far to a collie at this time in my life I have 3 shelties and know that's my limitation for dogs. My grandfarther who rasied begeals always believed a dog belong out side and that you shouldn't become to close to a dog. My dad had some of that too. But not I. To this day I know and believe we will see our beloved pets who have passed over before us. Then there are other religious groups who say no. But I believe God made our pets especialy our dogs for us to learn from them and know what unconditional love really is. A Big Fan of your Lassie's Michele Hi Bob
I had dogs all my life too. But I think I learned more from whatching Lassie and believing that all could have a dog like Lassie. My dad would say it’s only TV and not to believe everything on TV But when it came to Lassie I did believe. I even bought your traing taps when we got our first fullbreed dog a sheltie pup which is the close’s so far to a collie at this time in my life I have 3 shelties and know that’s my limitation for dogs.

My grandfarther who rasied begeals always believed a dog belong out side and that you shouldn’t become to close to a dog. My dad had some of that too.
But not I. To this day I know and believe we will see our beloved pets who have passed over before us. Then there are other religious groups who say no. But I believe God made our pets especialy our dogs for us to learn from them and know what unconditional love really is.

A Big Fan of your Lassie’s
Michele

]]> By: Samantha Martel http://weatherwaxtraineddogs.wordpress.com/2007/11/03/when-is-the-time-right/#comment-6 Samantha Martel Mon, 05 Nov 2007 00:43:32 +0000 http://weatherwaxtraineddogs.wordpress.com/2007/11/03/when-is-the-time-right/#comment-6 I had dogs since I was born, as they were my father's. I was taught from the beginning that they deserved the same respect I did, and I just always knew that. I had dogs when my kids were born and they learned the same way. All children can learn no matter what age - it just takes the patience and teaching of parents (something that seems to be missing in a lot of homes now - parents want to be "friends" not parents). A child deprived of the magnificent wonder of growing up with a dog is sad indeed. Dogs teach us to be more then just individual people, they teach us to care! Dogs teach us, lead us and inspire us to be better people and ANY organization that arbitrarily dis-allows a home to adopt a dog because they have children under 14 years old, is one that doesn't know or understand dogs themselves. I had dogs since I was born, as they were my father’s. I was taught from the beginning that they deserved the same respect I did, and I just always knew that. I had dogs when my kids were born and they learned the same way. All children can learn no matter what age – it just takes the patience and teaching of parents (something that seems to be missing in a lot of homes now – parents want to be “friends” not parents). A child deprived of the magnificent wonder of growing up with a dog is sad indeed. Dogs teach us to be more then just individual people, they teach us to care! Dogs teach us, lead us and inspire us to be better people and ANY organization that arbitrarily dis-allows a home to adopt a dog because they have children under 14 years old, is one that doesn’t know or understand dogs themselves.

]]> By: 4urpets http://weatherwaxtraineddogs.wordpress.com/2007/11/03/when-is-the-time-right/#comment-5 4urpets Sun, 04 Nov 2007 15:33:38 +0000 http://weatherwaxtraineddogs.wordpress.com/2007/11/03/when-is-the-time-right/#comment-5 Wow, two great stories! Wow, two great stories!

]]> By: Darlene Kerr http://weatherwaxtraineddogs.wordpress.com/2007/11/03/when-is-the-time-right/#comment-3 Darlene Kerr Sun, 04 Nov 2007 04:19:22 +0000 http://weatherwaxtraineddogs.wordpress.com/2007/11/03/when-is-the-time-right/#comment-3 Funny Bob you should mention this, for I had a somewhat similar thing happen when I was ten. I had a sheltie ( over grown) named Lad. One day in the winter I was bored..it was a weekend, and for some reason I can no longer remember my friends were not available to play with me. So I was just 'kicking around' with my best buddy Lad. Lad was two years old by then. I will never know WHY, but for some stupid reason..I began making snowballs..I made several of them and lacking anything to throw them at, I began throwing them at Lad. I hit him a few times. He began to walk away from me..I called, he refused to come. I demanded he come..he kept on walking. I went after him he broke into a trot, not fast, just enough that I couldn't catch up to him. This went on for about three blocks..I began to realise lad wasn't going to come to me. I began to understand he was really mad at me and I thought he was going to leave me forever. Nothing I said or did, (by NOW I was apologising to him) would get Laddie to come to me. Finally, after a few more blocks we came to the rail road tracks. I was told NEVER to cross the tracks..Laddie crossed them and I knelt in the snow and began to cry. I remember a man crossed the tracks from Lad's side to mine and as he walked past me he stopped and asked it I was okay. I told him my dog hated me and was running away. He looked at me, back at the dog who was sitting calmly on the other side of the tracks..shrugged his shoulders and walked on. I hung my head and began to sob in ernset..thinking I had lost my best friend. Then I felt something warm and wet on my cheek. It wasn't more tears, it was Lad licking the tears I had cried away. I threw my arms around his neck and told him I would NEVER hurt him again. Later, I told my father what happened and he explained Lad had taught me a valuable lesson. Never abuse friendship. Never hurt, in fun or any other way, a friend..never take them for granted. Friends are always there for one another. Friendship is to be respected ALWAYS. Friends forgive!! Bob, I think my dad and your dad would have got on famously..both knew dogs and both tusted them to be able to teach us lessons that would last a lifetime. Funny Bob you should mention this, for I had a somewhat similar thing happen when I was ten. I had a sheltie ( over grown) named Lad. One day in the winter I was bored..it was a weekend, and for some reason I can no longer remember my friends were not available to play with me. So I was just ‘kicking around’ with my best buddy Lad. Lad was two years old by then. I will never know WHY, but for some stupid reason..I began making snowballs..I made several of them and lacking anything to throw them at, I began throwing them at Lad. I hit him a few times. He began to walk away from me..I called, he refused to come. I demanded he come..he kept on walking. I went after him he broke into a trot, not fast, just enough that I couldn’t catch up to him. This went on for about three blocks..I began to realise lad wasn’t going to come to me. I began to understand he was really mad at me and I thought he was going to leave me forever. Nothing I said or did, (by NOW I was apologising to him) would get Laddie to come to me. Finally, after a few more blocks we came to the rail road tracks. I was told NEVER to cross the tracks..Laddie crossed them and I knelt in the snow and began to cry. I remember a man crossed the tracks from Lad’s side to mine and as he walked past me he stopped and asked it I was okay. I told him my dog hated me and was running away. He looked at me, back at the dog who was sitting calmly on the other side of the tracks..shrugged his shoulders and walked on. I hung my head and began to sob in ernset..thinking I had lost my best friend. Then I felt something warm and wet on my cheek. It wasn’t more tears, it was Lad licking the tears I had cried away. I threw my arms around his neck and told him I would NEVER hurt him again. Later, I told my father what happened and he explained Lad had taught me a valuable lesson. Never abuse friendship. Never hurt, in fun or any other way, a friend..never take them for granted. Friends are always there for one another. Friendship is to be respected ALWAYS. Friends forgive!!
Bob, I think my dad and your dad would have got on famously..both knew dogs and both tusted them to be able to teach us lessons that would last a lifetime.

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