On the whole, DiploDog is pretty well behaved. We didn’t too great on the training end of things, but we were masters at getting her socialized with other dogs and people – she is a friend to all. Given some of her mischievous tendencies, we have continued to be surprised at how well she has adjusted to her new life her in Falls Church. Despite her stellar performance thus far, we aren’t comfortable leaving her uncrated in the apartment when we go out. She was never left alone in our house before moving, so we weren’t going to start now and run the risk of arriving back home to chewed toys, shoes and couch pillows. It was a cool, pleasant morning when we headed off to visit a new church today, so we crated her out on our balcony.
When we got in our car after church, DiploMom had a message on her phone from the apartment management saying there had been complaints about a dog and they thought it was coming from our balcony. Our plans to grab some lunch on the way home were put on the back burner as we rushed back, hoping that DiploDog wasn’t creating an international incident with barking and yelping. DiploMom was concerned that DiploDog was in distress, while I was mad that the dog couldn’t manage to stay quiet in a crate that she likes and is quite used to for a couple of hours on a beautiful day.
We pulled into the parking lot and I got out, holding my breath that I would hear her going off. Alas, all was quiet, so I breathed a sigh of relief and headed up to let her out. When I got out to the balcony, it all became clear to me what had caused the problem. We had requested some mesh/chicken wire to be placed over the railing of the balcony to keep DiploDog from sticking her head through. I never thought that maintenance would come by on a Sunday to handle the job, but someone had come and taken care of things.
When I mentioned that DiploDog is a friend to all, it would be a bit of an understatement to say she gets excited around other people. So take this excitement and combine it with the fact that she was in a crate and couldn’t get to the person on our balcony and one has the recipe for sounds that would be appropriate for a horror movie. If one was sitting on his balcony enjoying the nice morning weather, he would have thought that DiploDog was being tortured and gutted, so I can understand why some complaints would have been received. I was ultimately relieved to discover that this was the cause and I just hoped that the mesh got put up relatively quickly so that DiploDog was able to settle back down. I have to say I am surprised that maintenance stuck it out. I would have retreated and come back another day, because it would have essentially been unbearable. We are sensitive to making sure that DiploDog doesn’t bother anyone else, so we felt bad about what had happened, but felt better knowing that there had been a specific reason for the commotion.