We’ve all seen them, the old cowboy movies where the brave cowboy is going to “break” the wild horse. He has the horse in his corral (conveniently, we don’t see how he accomplished that part). He walks toward the horse to try to put a rope around its neck, and horse calmly walks in the other direction. The horse doesn’t try to outrun the cowboy he just plays this little annoying game of cat-and-mouse with the cowboy. Now that you have that picture, put Gracie in the role of the horse. This is exactly how she acts when we try to get her to come to us.
In the movies it takes four to six times of this back and forth game until the horse lets the cowboy (key note here is that ‘the horse lets the cowboy’) get near enough to accomplish the task he set out to do. And then, like all the magic in the movies, they are best buds to the end. The horse is forever faithful and loving to the cowboy. So much so that the horse is always saving the cowboy’s life and even makes him coffee in the morning! (Ok, maybe I made up the coffee part.)
All this to paint a picture of Gracie (a.k.a. Gracie the horse) and my relationship. The only problem is that I have not “broken” her yet. She still likes to play this little annoying game of cat-and-mouse with me.
From all this I will reiterate what I have stated in previous blogs….Gracie, you may have won this battle, but the war is still on! It is just sad that you cannot be off your leash until that time, as I know you want to play and run and chase Shelby like you do at home. Ahhh, maybe someday..
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