Living with Labrador Retrievers, the joys and tribulations of living, loving and training dogs
This blog is a tribute to Belle, and all the dogs who have come before and after. They are my friends, my companions, my teachers and my students. They bring me both joy and heartache, laughter and tears. There is nothing as sweet as the smell of puppy breathe, and nothing as sad as the final goodbye.
Friday, February 16, 2018
Saturday, December 30, 2017
Thursday, December 21, 2017
Saturday, December 9, 2017
Training Vent
I believe training dogs is as much an art as it is a science. To deny this is to deny the uniqueness of the dogs we work with. There is no such thing as a ‘one size fits all’ method of training. The more we understand what motivates an individual dog’s behavior the more apt we are to achieve success. Relying on more than one tool in our training toolbox is key when addressing the various temperaments and behaviors of the dogs we are training. For some dogs, focusing on the behavior will also change the motivating emotional component for the better, for others, dealing solely with the emotional component will cause a positive behavior change, and for still others, dealing with both the emotive and the behavioral will lead to a successful outcome. Do food rewards work in training? Absolutely when teaching and rewarding new behaviors. Do aversives play a role in training? Absolutely, with most dogs all of the time and with some dogs some of the time. If someone tells you otherwise, rest assured that they are not doing right by the dog. All dogs need to learn what is acceptable and what behavior simply won’t be tolerated. The point is to have enough tools on hand to gage what is working and what is not, and to have the knowledge and skill to switch gears when necessary without letting rigid ideologies get in the way of doing right for the dog and his owner.
Thursday, November 30, 2017
Timo is my dog with a heart of gold that shines as brightly as his fox red coat.
I have always had Labs and also volunteered for a Lab rescue
group. I was asked to evaluate Timo because his former owners could not handle
his high energy. He was very destructive and had ripped apart their kitchen
cabinets and tile floor not once, but twice, and when I met him he was confined
to an enclosed carport to prevent further destruction. He was totally out of
control when I met him, jumping and nipping at me like a very large land shark.
I took him, not knowing that he would end up being mine. Shortly after I took
him home to foster and live with my three other Labs, our rescue coordinator
was diagnosed with lung cancer. She passed away six weeks later. There was a mad
rush to place the 14 dogs she was fostering and by default Timo became mine. He
was a handful from the start and could not be trusted in the house without
being tethered to my side. I really did not want a fourth dog, and not one
requiring so much work! Yes, he tried my patience more often then I’d like to
admit, but at those times especially, I’d look into his eyes and see the
intelligence and the love hiding just beneath the surface and I knew I had to
help this big bad boy achieve his potential.
He eventually settled down and we trained in earnest. He
earned his therapy dog certification and became the dog I knew he always was.
Over the years he has become my best friend. We would take long walks in the
woods and trips to the beach. We loved to explore street fairs, me always
looking for new finds, Timo looking to make new friends. He has helped me through
some of the hardest times of my life. Truthfully I don’t know how I would have
survived those times without him at my side. I have had many, many dogs
throughout my life, each of them very dear and special in their own unique way.
I have loved them all. Timo, however, holds a special place in my heart. He is
that once in a lifetime dog, my spirit dog, the dog with which I have the deepest connection. My boy is
getting up there in years. He loves to fetch a tennis ball and he loves a good
swim. Arthritis has slowed him down and he will limp for days after even some
mild activity. His naps are more frequent and the sleep is deep. We don’t take
the long walks we use to do. I have to help him into the car and up on to the
bed. My boy is slowing down but his spirit is still strong. I know our time together
will soon end; if lucky, we may have another year or two before that final
goodbye. I will do my best to make whatever time left as joyful and as
comfortable as I can for my dear sweet Timo; the dog with a heart of gold that
shines as brightly as his fox red coat.
Tuesday, November 21, 2017
Thursday, November 9, 2017
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