It's so frustrating. DH put the collar on him last night in the house "just to see" if it altered his behavior. Then he was saying "look how good he's being. He's such a different dog with this thing on. He's listening so much better." And I said "you think it's the collar an not the month of hard work I've put into training him?"
I was a little .
When he said the stuff about retrieving ducks I asked if he was going to actually hunt with Ben? "Maybe." Ok, then you train Ben and I'll go back to Jewel. "Jewel's my dog." Fine! Then I'll train Ben and dammed if I care whether he retrieves ducks or not.
I've been without my meds a few days, so the rage is running close to the surface. Plus DH and my mom are not getting along, and I'm just stuck in the middle. They're both too passive aggressive to do anything but talk crap about the other to me. I defend my DH, because my mom is nutso.
My mother is the consummate master. My family are experts! Get unstuck? To save my sanity, I stood up. "I cannot and will not listen to this. I love you both. If you have an issue with XXX, I suggest you address it with them. I refuse to be involved". Magic!
I think Ben behaved the same. He's such a good boy. He's been out in the living room this evening, working on a bone. DH came in with a pbj and Ben got all wound up. Just being a nosey pest. I gave a good sharp "leave it!" and Ben came right to me. He didn't stay long but I managed to get him back to me again and that time he stayed.