They’re the best!) When my husband and I arrived the next morning to collect our furry crew, we heard this high pitched, incessant, and LOUD barking that echoed throughout the entire building. (Seriously – anyone in the Tulsa area, go see Dr. We dropped Rocky and Jacques off for an overnight stay at Tulsa General Veterinary Hospital. Jacques was ready to take this bad boy on… I quickly exited the building and tried not to think about what she had said – even a little later when Jacques barked his head off at some Longhorn cattle that were mere feet from our car. I replied, “Well, he does like to bark,” which was met with more frowning and a “hmph” from the lady. You have a yippy dog.” I was literally stunned into silence for a brief moment. I don’t remember the exact exchange she and I had, but it involved the dogs and ended with her looking over her glasses at me, frowning, and saying, “Oh. The elderly lady at the desk mentioned a few places. We stopped at the state park’s info desk to ask where would be a good place to take the dogs hiking. My husband and I took Rocky and Jacques for a road trip and some hiking in the SW part of the state. I’ll never forget the first time I was made aware that I had a yippy dog. ![]() I have since found myself going through the various stages of how to come to terms with the horrid and yet very real fact that I have a yippy dog.ĭenial. (Though for our sanity – and his safety – we do make him stop after a brief period of time.) So, much like a parent becomes immune to their screaming child, we became (somewhat) immune to Jacques’s random and annoying bouts of barking. We quickly started calling those habits “endearing” because we didn’t want to admit they were incredibly annoying and that we didn’t have a clue how to make him stop. He would bark at the bunnies in the yard, the birds in the trees… people passing by… leaves… clouds… thunder… air. Initially we thought Jacques’s barking habits were funny. That little piece of information would’ve been incredibly handy to have at that moment… but you live and learn, right? HA! Obviously we were able to rule out the smoking habit, but for some reason couldn’t figure out why he would be hoarse. ![]() We thought he sounded hoarse or like he had a 4 pack a day smoking habit. When we brought Jacques home for good In January 2012, we thought his bark sounded funny. And by “big bark” I mean “annoyingly loud, never ending yippy bark.”
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