Barking Collars and Why You Should Try Them Out

So, if you know me, you know that I talk about my sweet baby a lot! He's my Jakey Poo and I loves hims so much! Anyway, I bought Jake a bark collar for when I'm away. I mean, I'm sure he behaves well when I'm not home, but just to make sure I let him wear his hot, new accessory when I'm not there. :)



Jake <3

If anyone knows my sister, then they understand that she can be quite..... special. So here's the story. True, honest-to-God story. 

I invite my sister to come over for dinner one night and to hang for a little while. She sees Jake's new collar on the counter and asks, "What's this? What does it do? How does it work?" As I explain to her how it works, she gets the brilliant idea to try it out. Don't ask me why, because I'm still trying to figure it out.



"What's this? What does it do?"

 I explain that with this bark/shock collar, when it detects vibrations from the vocal chords, it first gives a warning by one beep which is supposed to scare the dog. If barking continues within 5 seconds of the last warning, the setting goes up to the next level and I think that it vibrates. At least this is what it looked like when I first put it on Jake. After this it goes to the next level if more barking occurs within 5 seconds and it will start shocking, the intensity depending on the level.

So, Shanna tries to bark. She freaks out after hearing the first beep. Then decides it's safe to continue on.

Then, it happened! The scene/event is hard to explain since it happened so fast. Have you ever hear a fly get zapped when it flies directly into an ultraviolet light fly trap? That's the closest noise I can come up with to describe the sound emanating in my kitchen. With her last bark, Shanna's body was jolted backwards and her body went limp. As she fell to the floor, her body became paralyzed, and she was only held up by the corner of my wall. My thoughts were rushing, "Oh, no. What do I do? Rush to check her pulse? Is CPR necessary? Can she move?" Now you'd think that my first move was to kneel beside her helping her in any way that I could.... But don't be worry folks, I came to my senses and grabbed my camera! I knew I had to get pictures to prove my story! After all, you might not believe me.

You may see little Jake trying to help her. But don't let Jake fool you. He may look concerned, but he's just trying to make her pet him by forcing his head under her hand. Don't judge either of us!

Of course I don't really need to mention that at this point I was laughing so hard that I almost lost control of my bodily functions. Thank God for Depends! But in the midst of my silent, grasping for air laughter, my sister showed signs of life! As she turned her eyes toward me, the rest of her body still not responsive, I hear the faint words come out of her barely moving lips: "Holly, do NOT... put... that thing on!"

Oh, Shanna, don't worry. I'm not that dumb!

After a few minutes of recovery, her voluntary muscle control began to slowly start coming back. She had learned her lesson. And, unbeknownst to her, she had made me feel completely guilty about buying this death trap for my dog! If it could do this to a human, what can it do to my little Jakey Poo?!?!?!

With a massive headache and flank numbness, my poor sister left to go to her home where there are no torture weapons or inhumane devices. She hasn't been back since....

I hope you enjoyed the story of "How My Sister Tasered Herself".

Geaux Tigers!!!

This post is to support my Fighting Tigers in tonight's big game! What's considered a rematch between LSU and Alabama game from Nov. 5, 2011 will be the coveted BCS championship bowl game... and LSU is gonna win again, baby! Let's geaux Tigers!!! Oh, how I never thought I'd be excited about a Monday.