Pickle Butt

Rusty has the new nickname of Pickle Butt.

Last night I was trying to open a jar of pickles unsuccessfully and so Bimmer Man had to open it for me. Meanwhile, we're trying to work on Rusty's fear of pots and pans so we have him sit near us whenever we're in the kitchen.

As one of us is practicing focus on obedience with Rusty, the other one gently makes the pots and pans swing together, or wash dishes loudly, clank glasses together, etc... We are trying to slowly get him used to the scary (but not really) sounds of the kitchen. This is total desensitization to a dog that has never been inside before. If you have any questions about this, please feel free to e-mail me and I can go into further detail about his fear reactions and his fears. So we use treats, praise, toys, whatever we possibly can to make the kitchen and its utensils a fun place to be. Jerky works well, so does boiled chicken. And um, if you're out of treats, pepperoni works too.

So I hand over the jar of pickles and Rusty stands up (he likes his butt rubbed... I know... get your mind out of the gutter!).

Bimmer Man tries to open the pickles. Doesn't work the first time.

So he totally tilts the jar to get a better grip and it pops open, spilling pickle juice all over Rusty's butt.

And so Rusty had the lovely scent of pickly juice on him last night.

He needs a bath.