Raven’s Pail

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!

Raven’s ding-a-linging pail

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!

About Helen

I'm a Southern California living in South Florida. I've been here for 10 years as of October 1, 2007. No matter where I live, I'm a dog lover, and my breed is the Dobermann Pinscher of the Working Group. I am also fond of the Australian Shepherd of the Herding Group. My life revolves around my dogs, which is something those family members of mine don't understand. So I'm an island in that respect, but have built friendships with those who are doggie lovers and respect the canine as much as I do. Some do rescue, some train in, compete in, and judge AKC trials. The common thread is our dogs are family.
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3 Responses to Raven’s Pail

  1. Debbie says:

    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!

  2. Helen says:

    I deliver!

  3. Debbie says:

    Really? I’ll have to think about that!

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