Roxy Arrives

Friday the 13th. What a lucky day!

At 1:30 pm, five of us were called to Master Control.
Everyone knows what that means…new dogs are coming in!
A very exciting time indeed.

I look at it as ”harvest time.”
Time for me to reap the fruits of my thoughts.
Which revolve around peace, love, and harmony.
Which manifests in my behavior.
Which bestows many blessings my way.

Another example of ”harvest time” is when
I go to my EFV’s with Suzie.

Wait a minute…is this post called ”Harvest Time”
or ”Roxy Arrives?”

IDK…you tell me. You’re the one writing it.

Yes I am! And this is what you’d call ”multi topic-ing”
in the literature world. 🙂 🙂 🙂

Anyway, I got this GORGEOUS 6 year old Pitbull/Lab mix
named Roxy.

Her velvety soft fur is a blackish brown color,
with a little bit of white on her paws and chest.

She’s 21 inches high
and weights 52 lbs.

As they’re bringing her to me, I can see
she’s wild and hard to control on the leash.
She’s pulling like a bull. Then, all of a sudden,
she’s biting the leash and playing
tug of war. Not good!

She finally makes her way to me and
I get the leash. She goes bizzerk even more!
Jumping, twisting, and rolling like a
lassoed crocodile.

I don’t know this dog and I’m not trying to get bit,
so I ignore this outlandish behavior and just start walking.
She snaps out of it and shoots past me. I grip the 6 foot leash
tightly as I anticipate the inevitable, her running out of leash.

She completely close lines herself and does a 180 sideways flip.
The other dogs are pulling too, but this one is taking it to a new level.
And I thought Max was a puller!

We finally make it to the unit and she pulls me to the water bucket.
She drinks for a few seconds then puts her paws in the water and starts
with a digging motion. Water is splashing everywhere! I let her amuse herself
for as long as she wants.

It only takes a few minutes before she’s pulling me all over
the doggy yard in front of the unit. This goes on for over an hour.
I just let her explore and have her way.

By now she is exhausted! So I reel her in and put her slip collar
up around the base of her skull. She tries to resist me but I pay her no mind
as I grip the leash and just start to walk. Within a few minutes her pulling dramatically reduces. Progress is already being made!

Right now it’s Saturday night at 10 pm.
I’m laying in bed with Roxy by my side.
We literally spent 7 hours off and on,
”heeling” all day.

She now walks by my side with slack in the leash
as I speed up, slow down, zig-zag, circle, and stop.

I’m constantly amazed at how resilient these dogs are
when someone takes the time to lead them.

I’m very much looking forward to teaching Roxy
all her basic commands and then some.

Tomorrow we’ll spend the day working on ”heel” and ”sit.”
When she masters these two behaviors, I’ll then move on to
”stay” and ”down.” Roxy is smart, she’ll learn quick. And I’ll have a blast
teaching her.

I’ll post pics as soon as I can.
Good times!


Steven Jennings


Author: Steven & Suzie Jennings

She was raised as a Mormon, and he is a convict serving 43 years in prison. This blog offers a glimpse into two vastly different worlds that somehow came crashing together. Join them on their journey through prison life & married life.

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