Let Me In!

I'm gonna stare at this door until you let me in.

Do you ever do this? Stare a hole in the door until somebody notices you? And lets you in?

I’m really good at this. As you can see.

What You Learned Today:

  • When I want to come back inside, I just stare at the door.
  • Some dogs actually signal that they’re ready to come back inside (or go out for that matter). We learned a little bit of this in school when I was about six months old, but I never used the skills.
  • I’d rather drive Them crazy and make it difficult for Them to read my mind!

About The Scottie Chronicles

Winston welcomes you to The Scottie Chronicles - a blog that began in 2009 as a voice for Stuart, a more than memorable black, brindle and white Scottish Terrier who captured hearts around the world. Stuart passed suddenly in December 2015 from cardiac hemangiosarcoma, a nasty cancer that took him far too early. If you love Scotties, please follow along. Arroooo!
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11 Responses to Let Me In!

  1. We know what you mean!! Java would ring a bell to go in or out, but we just like to keep our peeps guessing!! Must be a Scottie thing.

  2. Kendra, Daisy and Bella says:

    We do the staring thing when we want dinner or a walk or something. Our back door is open all the time; but if we get locked out at night–sometimes SHE can’t count to three, or stuck in the side yard, we each have a ‘let me in’ bark! Have you trained THEM yet? Don’t think SHE’d ever catch on to the ‘hole in the door’ strategy.

    XXXOOO Daisy, Kendra & Bella

  3. Fily says:

    Hi, my name is Mavri. I’m a 4 year old female black Scottie. My favorite thing to do is to wait by the back door when I have to, ahem, use the facilities outside. I just sit there and wait until someone notices me. If no one does, I am sorry to say that I have been know to use the rug in the people restroom inside. Well, it IS their fault for not seeing me, right?

    It’s fun to make them guess what we want, isn’t it? My sister, Aspri, is wheaten, and she goes to the back door and barks until someone lets her out. Sometimes she barks when I need to go out, too. They think we talk telepathically, and we do, you know, I just don’t want them to know that.

    Thanks for your great column, but don’t give away too many of our secrets.

  4. Piper MacTavish says:

    Dad hung a miniature cowbell that he bought years ago in Switzerland on the door (it used to hang on his skipoles, before he trashed his knees sliding down frozen mountains…), and taught me to ring it when I need to go out to pee.

    And I do, also when I see something interesting happening on the street from the balcony, or just for the hell of it (especially if they are watching something on TV…)

    • THAT’S THE COOLEST THING I’VE EVER HEARD!!!! Wish I’d kept up with my studies in school so I, too, could ring a bell to go out and come in. Do you think it’s ever too late to teach a dog a new trick??? AAAAAAaaarroroooo! Stuart

      • Piper MacTavish says:

        I don’t think we are ever too old to learn, but bell ringing does have drawbacks…if I ring, that means I go out for at least 10 minutes…even if it is raining (I hate rain…).

  5. toby says:

    We did the bell thing at my house too, but I got so carried away with it when I wanted to go out, that i tore up the door. So mom took it down and I just let out my “I want to go out” bark….or I just start scratching the door to bits – that always brings her running……

  6. toby says:

    PS – Stuart – I look sad too alot, mommy calls me “saddest puppy”….it gets you some attention though, even when you aren’t asking! Roo Stu!

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