Raven’s made me think outside the box…the vocal box, that is. I’ve used my voice to try to quiet her down, but I have found a very simple instrument that helps tremendously and doesn’t require straining my vocal chords. It’s a drinking pail and a butter knife. Clank clank clank!
When Raven is screaming in her crate, I clang the knife in the pot, and she doesn’t like that. Frankly, I don’t either, but it works better than squirting her or screaming my lungs out. And when I open the back door to let her out now, I use my new hallowed drum, and it not only keeps Raven at bay till I am ready to let her out, it keeps everyone else in order. No more crowding the door! No more knocking the human over!
Mark one for Helen today!
I really like Raven! She seems alot like my Star. If I lived closer I think I’d try to talk you out of her!
I deliver!
Really? I’ll have to think about that!