I will have to start putting the trash just over the kitchen gate. I yelled at Splott and whacked him lightly on the head and told him "No!" and "Bad dog!" When I was finished he was cowering in a corner and shaking in fear! I felt bad about it, but he has to know he did bad. Now he is confined to the kitchen for a little while. *sigh*
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Unless you "whacked" him while he was IN THE ACT of shredding the garbage, he can't connect the odd whack with what he did an hour ago. So he's cowering because all he knows is that you "whacked" him for no reason.
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