Herding Cats

Some days wrangling dogs is like, well, herding cats.  As I have discussed before, getting Maisy into the back of my truck can be a bit tricky sometimes.  She shies at the door if everything isn't exactly right, and I will occasionally have to bribe her to hop up.  Of course, bribing one dog at the doorway means everyone wants a little treat...bringing them all to the door, making it more likely she'll shy.  You get the picture.

Last Friday Maisy had a day when she had both Ollie and Benson greet her at the back of my truck.  Now she goes to the park with each of them, and really enjoys them.  But she'd never been with both of them at the same time.  And I have to admit they are quite the dynamic duo.  Ollie and Benson have a park day together on one of Maisy's off days and really enjoy each other.  So the drive to Maisy's house was about a twenty minute wrestle fest for them, and they are all amped up by the time they got there.

So, when I opened the back door to let Maisy into the truck, of course Ollie wanted to get out and greet her.  And when it is just Ollie, this actually usually works well, because they jump back up into the back end together.  But with Benson in the mix, the out and back in became three dogs exploring Maisy's yard...Ollie trying to break into her house, a wrestling match on the front lawn with all three dogs tied up in each other's leashes.  Sigh.  Herding cats.

In their defense, at the next stop, when we picked up Chloe and Sabine, they were all perfectly well mannered dogs while I was loading the little ones.  I have to give them that!