Back Scratches & Training Tips for Your Humans

backscratch2.jpgHello! I get all the back scratches I want when I do this (see the picture)! Mom always laughs and scratches. Sometimes when I whine for a backscratch she says, “Well, assume the position.” And I do! It’s great. It took a while to get her trained but she is smart and figured it out eventually. A nice back scratch is always needed after a rough afternoon on squirrel patrol. Or any other time as far as that is concerned. When you get up in the morning. After breakfast. Before you go outside. When you come inside. While mom and dad are watching tv or reading. In the middle of the night. Any time is the right time for a backscratch!

Now for the tips. It might take a while to get your human trained to scratch on command but with patience you can do it! First whine to get their attention. When they look at you 9 times out of ten when you whine it is time for the next step. Walk in a circle and look at your butt while whining just a little. It may take a while for your human to get the picture but when they do reward them with a lick. Later you can move on to the “butt in the air” maneuver (see picture) to gain attention to your requirements. Remember, always lavish praise and rewards on your human when they make a step in the right direction. Good luck!


rustybob.jpgMom found this poem on the internet and she said it reminded her of me! Well, I’m all grown up now! I’m 1 and a half, so I’m not a puppy. Even so one of my favorite thisgs IS sleeping with mom and dad. I also like to take naps on the bed but one of the CATS always gets on the bed and hogs up some of the room. And I have to let them stay there. Mom gets cross if I growl at or nip one of the cats. The cat in this picture with me is Bob. He’s not much fun.


Now I lay me down to sleep
The king-size bed is soft and deep

I sleep right in the center groove
My human being can hardly move!

I’ ve trapped their legs, they’re tucked in tight
And here is where I pass the night

No one disturbs me or dares intrude
Till morning comes and “I want food!”

I sneak up slowly to begin
My nibbles on my mommy’s chin.

For the morning’s here and it’s time to play
I always seem to get my way.

Under the Fence

onrock.jpg Wow! I had a lot of fun yesterday afternoon with Bear and my friends from the yard behind us!Bear and I were digging on our side of the fence and Sugar and Brownie were digging on their side of the fence. We wanted to play together for real, not with a fence between us. When the hole was big enough for Bear we went into the other back yard. We had fun for awhile, but then their peopel came out and called my mom. Bear and I had to go home and mom and the other the people blocked the holes on both sides of the fence so none of us can get to them any more.

It felt kinda funny to be out of my own yard and in somedog elses yard. I felt a little lost at first but we started having so much fun that I soon forgot that. We didn’t even mind that it was raining. But mom didn’t like the dirt that stuck to me so I had to have a bath when we got back in the house.

Another thing about having fun with my friends was that I didn’t even think about those pesky squirrels for a long time. I need to remember to keep a closer watch on them even if I am having lots of fun.

Birthday party, but not for me!

Yesterday mom and dad went to their great-niece’s first birthday party. I wanted to go, too but mom said no. The party was going to be in the church and I couldn’t go in. I tried to tell her that I know God loves all His creatures and He wouldn’t mind if I went in His house as long as I was good and didn’t have any accidents and stayed in the family center, but she wouldn’t listen. So I had to stay home :(. 

I didn’t even get to chase the squirrels much today. I saw them out the window, getting pecans out of the yard! The nerve!


onrock.jpgHi! My name is Rusty. My mom calls me a Great Yorkie. I liked this but I over heard her tell a friend that there was no such thing as a Great Yorkie, she just said that because I was so big (20 lbs.) Well that kinda hurt my feelings. then I thought back to my trainer saying I was a “Mega Yorkie” and that I was a “big boned boy.” I guess they think they’re funny.  My papers say Yorkshire Terrier, so that’s my story and I’m sticking to it!

I’ve been with mom and dad for one year now. I was adopted in November of 2006! I  live with mom and dad, Bear (dad’s dog) and three cats. I like Bear unless mom is patting her. I only like one of the cats, Dallas. The other cats are too hisssssie and prickly. My favorite things are chasing squirrels, looking for squirrels up in the pecan trees, keeping squirrels out of our yard, getting a nice back scratch, playing with Bear, running up and down the fence with the dogs in the yard behind us, keeping an eye out for squirrels, and sleeping with mom and dad.