Howie the Fox Terrier

I was exhausted when I got home with Howie. Charlie immediately started guarding the food dishes and water. I put Howie's around the corner, but she tried extending her boundaries and cutting him off at the past. Of course his toys became her toys. He climbed up in my lap to get away from Ms. Vicious. We went to bed at 7 pm, but Howie couldn't rest, too stressed out. Janice took Charlie to another bed room and they went to bed presumedly. Howie wants to be up, down, on my chest, to the end of the bed, etc. I got some sleep, but woke up to wetness at 3:00 am to find he had peed on the foam topper. I was too tired to clean it then; got out the shampooer this morning and hopefully can put the sheets back on tonight. The new shock collar did not work and he escaped down the street twice to visit kenneled dogs and the house right across the street from us. COME did not seem to be in his vocabulary, but at least he did not continued further and I was able to catch him. I put on an old electronic collar, put in a new battery and trimmed off 8 inches of extended collar and it worked fine. I mowed the lawn and mulched the leaves (the neighbors have a lot of trees besides ours). He got used to the noise and was outside with Charlie while I mowed for around 2 hours. He was a little nervous. Janice came home and wanted me to tire the dogs out so we took a ride to Foster Lake, 20 minutes from home, and I let both dogs run around in the county park with it's wide open spaces. Howie found a 1 foot deep creek that had to be crossed so we couldn't come home until both dogs were exercised and Howie was dry. Earlier, I found that Howie is a hose spray attacker when I tried to clean the underside of the mower. Charlie and Howie have had 3 fights over dominance and self-determination. On the last fight, Charlie got the worst. Howie is bigger and grabbed her collar and was content with a draw. Since these altercations both dogs are gaining some respect for each other. I stay away and let them become more amicable. At the park I would pretend to throw a stick one way and then toss for Howie to get it. He would run around leading Charlie on a merry chase and toward the end Charlie was giving up and letting him have the stick. Then she would sneak up and carefully get the stick and then bring it back. Since we have two dogs the dog biscuits we have have become important again. Both dogs are sacked out with Howie stretched out on a bed next to me. I am going to try taking the dogs out several times tonight to see if that helps Howie. I am wondering what Jan is going to have me do regarding sleeping arrangements. Howie wanted nothing to do with his new foam bed.Well...............will try to take some pictures tomorrow. Dad