Doggie diaries: The story of Rosie and Sophie Help, the dogs are winning!

I’m still shaking. Two-plus hours after the dogs went at each other, after Rosie grabbed onto Sophie near the ear and locked in, two-plus hours after Annie and I stupidly attempted to break them up by grabbing their collars — a horrifying couple of minutes — and I’m still shaking.

The fight, probably just the fourth since we have them (though four is four too many), made us realize that we need to bring the trainer back, that their willfulness, their jumping on guests as they come in, is just not acceptible. We need help.

So we’re bringing back our trainer, Pat, who knows her stuff. The problem has been us — we just haven’t followed through with the hard work.

If that doesn’t work, we’re going to have to call in Victoria Stillwell or Cesar Milan (he’s going to be at Barnes and Noble next week) for an emergency session.

It is quite depressing to find that, after owning dogs for 25 years, these two have us where they want us and not where we need to be.

Author: hankkalet

Hank Kalet is a poet and freelance journalist. He is the economic needs reporter for NJ Spotlight, teaches journalism at Rutgers University and writing at Middlesex County College and Brookdale Community College. He writes a semi-monthly column for the Progressive Populist. He is a lifelong fan of the New York Mets and New York Knicks, drinks too much coffee and attends as many Bruce Springsteen concerts as his meager finances will allow. He lives in South Brunswick with his wife Annie. View all posts by hankkalet