I felt bad. He was so polite.

[Hillscreek]

It was 1.00 am. I'm snuggled in bed. Angus is in the next room in his crate like always. I hear a tiny sound. I think he's dreaming. I turn over and go to sleep. Again I hear this sound, a little louder and more like a whimper. Oh my goodness is he sick? I get up, get somewhat dressed.As you know no  fencing here and wild beasts abound so I always walk him out on his leash. I totter outside.It's dark and starry. He does his business. We go back. He wags his tail and doesn't look sick. He goes in his crate. I go back  to bed. Silence. Then it's almost 2.00 am. Same thing as before. I am worried. He has never cried in his crate not even when he first came home. What the heck? I open his crate.He comes out. I ask him what's the matter. He walks around. I'm sure he is not sick but what...? We both look around see nothing out of the usual. Wait. What's that? What is his blankie doing over there? He has a folded fleece blanket in his crate. Sometimes he drags it out during the day and makes a bed to lay on. I must have forgot to make sure it was in his crate at bedtime. Poor,poor Angus - he'd been lying on the plastic insert - so hard and no doubt quite cold. I felt bad. I fixed his bed. We slept in peace the rest of the night.

Hard to believe he was so polite. During the day if he thinks something needs attention he barks in a demanding manner, and stares at me till something is done about it.

[hheldorfer]

What a sweet boy you are, Angus.  You didn't want to be a bother but, hey, sleeping on plastic isn't comfortable!

[hheldorfer]

What a sweet boy you are, Angus.  You didn't want to be a bother but, hey, sleeping on plastic isn't comfortable!

[sanford]

Hillscreek... You get a "Time-Out!". Now go stand in the corner!

I hope you apologized to Angus, asked his forgiveness and gave him a special treat!

[sanford]

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[Dempsy's Mom]

Can you imagine what he was thinking when you shut his door?  Looking through the bars at his little blankie.   Wondering what he did wrong to deserve such a cruel cold environment.  But then he finally found a way to communicate and even through it took a couple attempts - "By George You Got It!"  Better luck tonight Angus.   

[Autumn & Lola]

Awww, poor Angus!  Glad you figured it out...err...finally.

 

[Sam I Am]

Angus Rosie here,

you would think being such a smart boy (and may I say extremely handsome ) that you haven't learned the VULCAN MIND MELD . It works really well with my mum. I just send a telepathic message from another room, and watch her get antsy, get up and bid my needs and wants. ....

I will send you one right this very moment !

 

[_whits_]

Angus, 

You can not let that stand.

When I was unhappy with the circumstances of my crate (namely that my dumdum mom thought it acceptable to close the door like I was some sort of criminal) I taught her very clearly about who was in charge and what was expected from her: I peed in my crate! Every night! Until she got it through her thick skull that I am not baby and get to sleep wherever I please.

Enough being polite. You are a Cairn! You have to be firm and clear with your upright about what is okay. Be very vocal and very consistent with expressing your needs, and she will get it.  

You can always come to mine, too. I have a big bed with a heated blanket and I'm happy to kick mommy off of it to share it with you. I kick her off it when she takes up too much space, I'd much rather kick her off it for Angus cuddles. 

[Lynn in TN]

These little dogs are so sweet. Angus you are a very sweet and polite boy. Good job!

I'm really glad you figured out what was wrong with Angus.

I myself wish they could talk. I would love to know what goes on in their minds. Then sometimes I think maybe I don't want to know what they're thinking. hehe

[Hillscreek]

When training your uprights patience and perseverence is a must - Angus

[LindaMC]

Oh what a good boy you are Angus!  You didn't want to disturb you mom but did so in the most subtle way.  Hmm, I wonder if Maisie would have been this polite.  She's a lot like Angus is in the daytime, barks and barks and then stares at me as if I know what it is she wants.  Glad it all worked out in the end.