Face Your Fears

Tandi has Issues.  I guess most rescue dogs do, but hers don't ever seem to resolve..

She's got the sweetest nature in the world, but she missed out on brain rations.

 She's very obsessive-compulsive and does not like changes in her environment. The first year the hostas grew flowers that hung over the sidewalk, she refused to go down the sidewalk and across the driveway to the potty place. Instead she gave them a very wide berth and barked until she was almost hoarse. It took forever to get her back into the house and away from the dreaded purple hosta flowers.

Halloween and Christmas, with their additions to the house and the yard, almost push her over the edge every year. She must be present to see me put it out to know that it's all okay, and she prefers to check everything out ahead of time.

That doesn't mean she approves of everything.

She doesn't like anyone unless they're on the other end of a leash. In those instances, she figures they've been pre-approved and it's okay to hang out with them--but not too close and only if Mom is there, too.  Delivery people are not to be tolerated under any circumstances, and the mailman, who loved my last dog, doesn't like delivering packages to my porch anymore.  He'll do his best to cram everything into the mailbox which sits at the end of the driveway, a good 12 feet beyond the range of Tandi's wireless fence collar. That doesn't stop her from alerting the neighborhood that Someone is Out of Place.

                                                         She is ever vigilant.

However, she is finding her own way to adapt to the constant changes of nature.  Remember the hostas that had the audacity to grow long flowers over her sidewalk? Right there at the corner of the house?

Well, they grew flowers again this year.  The nerve.

Tandi's new Take-Charge philosophy?

Face your fears...

....and bite their heads off.

Problem solved.