Relative Something

If you aren’t sure you have as much patience as you should for dealing with life’s challenges, get a “teen” puppy that needs to be trained. You will be able to practice over and over on developing your ability to be patient.

Asher had a grooming appointment yesterday and the report from the groomer was that he was so dirty she needed to wash him a second time. He’s like a whole new dog. Except for the lack of training. That’s at about the same level.

Although, on the bright side, he is showing signs of being relatively quick to grasp what we want from him. Progress on the “Stay!” command continues to impress us. I don’t expect we will make impressive headway on more than one thing at a time so convincing him that our bed is off-limits will have to wait. He really likes to jump up on our bed.

Even though he could easily defeat our temporarily leaned gates to keep him out of the kitchen or our bedroom, he is respecting them and will eventually lay beside them and wait. I guess he is showing us he’s got some respectable patience of his own.

We did battle against some insanely intense vines that were choking out every helpless tree they could reach.

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The tree above was trying to grow despite the constriction of the vine. I don’t know what kind of vine this is but it is different than the common grape vines around here that sprout little shoots to wrap around branches. This vine just grows around and around so efficiently that it is the wrap that holds tight to branches. In springtime, it is much easier to spot these vines before leaves pop out everywhere to conceal what is really going on.

I need to work on my patience for rooting out the infestations of these insidious vines even though it seems like a losing battle.

I wonder if Asher could be trained to sniff them out. I’ve seen evidence he is more than capable of digging ’em up if we can just locate the main roots.

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