Is this the Lucwho is the star of the Basenji training video ?
Nope, that's a tri-color Basenji. But also a great video!
i have tried that before to get her to come home from the back yard and it rarely works. I didnt want to risk her not turning around and then not even being able to see where she went so when she ran my intention was just to chase her until she wears out.
Thats a good tip tanza. I myself never get mad at her no matter how much of a mess she gets into but its hard to get my parents to execute the same patience with her. I just checked her out and turns out she ran so fast that she scraped the bottom of her front paws on the concrete a little bit.
I find it funny that when I try to walk her she stands still as a statute for 15 minutes until she begins pulling me back home, but as soon as she is off the leash, she takes off running.
I am 19 years old and my "precious little Lucy" decided to test out the strength of my heart today.
Today, we had plumbers over to get the water back on in my house. I noticed that the workers were working in the front yard with the door open and asked my parents to make sure that the gate is closed so that Lucy dosent get out. Guess what happens as soon as I get upstairs..
I live in Brooklyn, New York, with very busy street 24 hours of the day, 7 days a week. I hear my mom yelling Lucys taking off down the street. I sprang to my feet and jump down my 22 step stair case. I get outside to see my dad, who has not exercised a single day in the past 30 years, already half way down the block after her.
My immediate reaction is to go for my bike. So I get on and start peddling faster then my eyes can blink. I catch up with Lucy but she does not slow down. Lucy does not get along well with other dogs and attacks most dogs she meets so when I see three different people walking their dogs I get even more nervous. I pick up my speed and continue this high speed pursuit after my dog passing several cars down the road.
I still cant catch up with her and she takes me for a tour around my large neighborhood block. When I turn the corner after her, she is gone. I dont see her at all. At this time I hear one of my neighbors yell out that she saw Lucy heading home. I peddled home to find her getting yelled at by my mom.
I collapse on the floor and breath very heavily. I begin to experience pain in my heart that I have never felt before. Before I can stop myself I am in tears for the first time in nearly a decade. I cant breath and start gasping for air. It takes me about ten minutes to gather myself and try to calm down.
Lucy is seven years old and still has these evil little games of hers. I am happy to see her home in one piece but she better not expect and hugs and kisses for a while.
Moral of the story: Wisdom does not come with age when it comes to basenjis.