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 Category:  Biographical Non-Fiction
  Posted: September 25, 2020      Views: 60

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 ABOUT
MARY VIGASIN 
Retired property insurance underwriter
Have too many cats. kind and sweet husband
HS in 1964
graduated from college in 1999 with a BS degree. (no it did not take me 30 years to get through college) I went 7 years in night school.

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dog training
"The Skootch" by Mary Vigasin



I was told that a skootch means 'pain in the ass."in Italian. I am not sure that is true, but after a year of grabbing food off the table, eating our shoes and wetting on the floor, we named our mutt, The Skootch, and she earned her name.

The Skootch was a headstrong dog with a mind of her own. If I tried to get her to sit, she would walk away as if she were telling me she had better things to do.

The Skootch loved to ride in my car while I was driving, and she would, like most dogs, look out the window. However, she would only ride if she wedged her body between my back and the seat. Even when The Skootch was not in the car, out of habit, I would drive bent forward as if she were still on my back.

If Dad was eating a sandwich in his living room chair, The Skootch would lay across Dad's hassock and stare at him until he could not take the stare anymore and he would share his sandwich.

Trying to curtail her obstinance and thinking I could have the next Lassie; I took The Skootch to dog training school.

The school was in an open field with other dogs standing with their owners. The Skootch was about the size of a beagle, and she nearly disappeared next to her classmates which were large pure-bred dogs including German shepherds, Dobermans and mastiffs.

We were ordered by the trainer to start marching in line with our dogs, and as the line began to move, The Skootch sat down and the line behind us stopped. She refused to move no matter how much I pleaded with her and gently pull on her leash. The other dogs started barking loudly and then erupted into chaos when the dogs started to run pulling their owners in every direction.

I could see the trainer's face reddened with anger, and he grabbed her leash from my hand and shouted to the group: "Watch this, I will make her walk." The trainer stood beside her to begin the walk, The Skootch looked up at him and then laid down. He dragged her around in a circle on her belly. She still refused to get up. The trainer dropped her leash and yelled out, "I hate these little shitty dogs, give me a big dog every time." The Skootch finally got up walked over to the trainer and threw up on his shoes.

We were then tossed out of the class.



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The picture is pretty close to what The Skootch looked like. Over the years, The Skootch had us trained pretty well. When my Dad died at home, The Skootch licked his hand and kept vigil at his side.
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