Jazzie throws a wobbly! (Tantrum)
For the last few days we have had a little male Dingo cruising the neighbourhood. He seems amazingly tame and might have had some human interaction at some stage and has accompanied Jazz and I on part of a walk one afternoon and been howling close to home even after sunrise!
Last night Jazz picked up his scent when we were out for last potty. She was all for heading out into the moonlight to find him. I insisted she come back and go to bed!
She whined and kicked the covers off, poked me urgently and told me to my face that she MUST go out. This usually means she needs a poop RIGHT NOW, or feels sick, something wrong anyway. So up I get, slippers and dressing gown, out in the near freezing night waiting for her to sort herself out. No, just wanted me to go Dingo hunting! I put the long tether on her and told her to go out and watch. She went out, stood by the window, whined, yipped, stamped on her squeaky, then came back in and started the same beside the bed. I ignored her. She progressed from whining, to poking me, to shouting in my face! I got cranky and told her "enough, GET OUT"
She went nuts! It sounded like a wrecking machine and she was cannoning off the side of the bed as she tore the blankets off her own bed and threw them around. I turned on the light, swatted her black butt, and said with feeling "What the
do you think you're doing?!?" Shifted her over, remade her bed, shifted her back and just looked at her. She was still, stunned I think, as it is a long time since she needed the wrath of mum!
It is always a worry to me that I might be missing something really wrong and misinterpreting her behaviour, so I sat down and gave her a good all over to make sure there was no pain in the stomach or anything. All checked out. She tried to give me apology licks, but I was all business and just took her coat off her in case it was binding, told her to lay down on her bed. She did. Picked up her blanket and held it up ready to put over her and she rolled into a very tight little Doberball and was wrapped up.
So then I was awake! Listening to make sure Jazz was ok. She was breathing very quietly, no whining, no moving, no grunting, and at last there was that long, loud pheeewwwwww sigh that meant she was settled. One teeny, tiny growl a bit later, but she didn't move!
This morning instead of a game we went for our walk and I let her scent out the Dingo and follow where he went. This was interesting to me too, to see how close the sneaky little fella had been. Came across a bit of bunny he had left after a snack and wandered here and there. Jazz was puffing and blowing, foaming a bit as she sucked up all the good smells. He went past our place again at about 10.30am this morning, broad daylight! Really odd for a Dingo.