Excuses

Some breeds definitely become large enough to overpower us weak humans.  So how can we control them when they're stronger than we are?

Some breeds definitely become large enough to overpower us weak humans. So how can we control them when they’re stronger than we are?

It bothers me when people use a dog’s breed (or lines within that breed) as an excuse for using punitive and/or dominance-based methods for training their dogs. To me, it sounds like a way to validate the use of a strong arm in handling their dog. “Well he’s a very powerful dog. I have to show him that I am in control.” “If I don’t show him who’s boss, he’s going to take over.” “He’s very pushy so I need to show him I have complete control over him.”

There are two things about this thought process that make me laugh inside a bit. First off, most of these breeds are powerful. Once they become adults, there is no way their handler can control them with brute strength alone. I read somewhere once that a dog has the equivalent power of a human weighing 3x what they do. If he really wants to do something, you are not going to be able to stop him. I don’t care how strong you think you are.

Secondly, most of the dogs that fall into the category above are very biddable dogs. They have been breed for centuries to work with people and take direction from people. Why on Earth would you need to manhandle a dog who is already so willing to follow your every word? Yet these methods tend to work with these dogs for that very reason. They want so very much to work with you and take direction from you that they will still do so even when aversive methods are occasionally employed. Try them with a breed (or dog) who is less people-driven and more “what’s in it for me?” and you’ll lose the partnership before it even begins.

Personally, I feel like this type of training shows the weakness of the trainer. It is far easier to suppress behavior you don’t like than to train behavior you do like. Training behavior takes time and sometimes some creative thinking. I also find it’s much easier to teach a dog to control himself rather than feel the need to control him. This self-control is critical if you have a dog who is stronger than you are since he is more than capable of dragging you along wherever he’d like to go. But it is also incredibly beneficial for all dogs, whether they can drag you around or not. What happens when the leash breaks or your dog slips out the door and encounters a squirrel across the road? If he can control himself, you don’t need to worry about him chasing it when you have absolutely no means to stop him. If you’re relying on the leash for control, you’re SOL!

Again, I feel the need to quote Cesar Millan again (which I always find humorous as his methods and mine don’t jive): “Animal. Dog. Breed.” If a method can work on any animal or any dog, why would you resort to a method that only works on some?

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Lessons

This car magnet was not supposed to be prophetic.

This car magnet was not supposed to be prophetic.

Risa is my teacher dog. I have learned many things through her. She taught me about fearful dogs, dog reactivity, positive reinforcement-based training, rally, canine freestyle, and the clicker. I have learned more about poop than I could have ever needed to know with her history of gastrointestinal troubles. I now know about various GI diseases, flea allergies, acupuncture, chiropractic care, arthritis, and traditional Chinese medicine. I also learned about raw feeding and, later, homecooked diets for dogs. In the process, I learned more about balancing my own diet and keeping my patience. It seems she’s still not done teaching me. Now I have to learn about cancer.

She’d had a lump on her teat for years. It was always small and unassuming. I had brought it to the attention of several vets and they all advised me to just keep an eye on it. I did. It barely changed or grew. A few months ago, it appeared to have grown a bit so I decided maybe it was time to find out its true nature. It was now 1.5 cm in diameter. The last time it had been measured it was 1 cm across. We started with a fine needle aspirate to try and avoid a surgical excision. The results were inconclusive. All that was somewhat concerning about the cells was that some of them were dead meaning the mass was growing faster than the blood supply could keep up with. The only way to find out what was going on was to remove the mass and biopsy it. Risa had to go in for surgery.

I was nervous about it. Anesthesia is not without risk and, due to her low body fat, it’s harder for her to break down some of the anesthetic agents. I also did not want to leave her at the vet’s office all day. She’s incredibly nervous and afraid when she has to go. I was worried she’d be a stressed out wreck if she had to stay all day. Fortunately, my worry was for nothing. She made it through the procedure just fine and was more than happy to come home when I was finally able to pick her up. She did have to stay longer than I’d originally hoped but there wasn’t much I could do about it.

The poor Muttski was so out of it when I got her. She didn’t even acknowledge me; she just wanted outta there. When I got her home, I put her in the x-pen which I had set up as a recovery room for her with plenty of blankets. As soon as I was out of sight, she whined for me. She was not happy to be penned up so I eventually opened the door to the pen so she could come and go as she pleased. Her belly was bruised from the procedure and I felt so bad for her. But I knew I had done what I had to do. This was the only way to know what was going on.

Who would have thought something so small could be so devastating?

Who would have thought something so small could be so devastating?

By the next day, she was almost back to her usual self. She bounced back quickly from the surgery and, even though I had to keep her quiet, was ready and raring to go for anything. While she was feeling better, I was getting more nervous while awaiting the biopsy results. Were we in the clear or was I about to have a bomb dropped on my life?

Unfortunately, the mass came back cancerous. Mammary carcinoma. I knew Risa was at a higher risk for mammary cancer due to her late spay (she was spayed at 2.5 years old). I also knew the odds were not in our favor: almost 50% of mammary masses come back cancerous. The doctor does not believe there was any blood vessel involvement which means it is less likely it has spread. The size of the mass and its slow-growing nature also works in our favor. But there is no way to know for sure whether it has spread without further testing. And, even those results come back clear, it doesn’t mean the mass won’t come back.

As horrible as this sounds, it is not a death sentence. Risa, bless her heart, is not acting like an old dog. She is just as vivacious and crazy as ever. On top of that, she has no idea anything is amiss. I envy her that. I am sure she will continue to defy the odds just as she always has. Certainly this dog was never a proper candidate for dog sports and yet she has excelled. I hope that she will battle on. I’m not ready for her to leave me yet (nor will I ever be). I’m hopeful that she has plenty more years of knowledge to share.

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Give It All You Got

Risa took first place with her first leg in Advanced on Saturday.

Risa took first place with her first leg in Advanced on Saturday.

Our last competition left me feeling a bit down on myself. I felt like I’d let Risa down because we hadn’t prepared well enough. While she does enjoy adding her own flair to the routine, she does much better when she knows what’s coming. Neither one of us knew the choreography that well and the performances suffered for it. I learned a lot from my “failures” (read “learning experiences”) that weekend which will only make us a better team.

We worked hard on breaking down the sequences and really polishing things over the last month so we would be better prepared for the competition this weekend. It’s very rare that we get the opportunity to compete in freestyle so close together. Usually I have months between competitions. I wasn’t sure it was enough but we were ready to give it a go.

Risa was back to her usual self for the first day. She was a bit slow to start but she soon fell right into the groove. There were a couple moves she missed and I improvised several sections because I hadn’t really choreographed a couple spots. It wasn’t noticeable, though. I even had the chance to think on my feet when Risa slapped the basketball instead of going around it and knocked it over. I had changed the ending to a high five while I sat on the ball rather than squatting on the ground to get the high five. As I continued dancing with my dog, I was considering whether or not I could sit on the ball now that it was laying on its side (there is a holder on the bottom of it to keep it from rolling around). I decided I could still sit on it. 🙂

We received high marks; our highest scores to date, I think. The judge gave us great compliments on variety of movements and her execution. I even got praise on her focus which is always a tough spot for us. 😀 She earned her first leg in Advanced and took first place. Granted, we were the only team in our class so we got first by default.

I had high hopes for the second day. Risa is typically much better the next day and she was so good on Saturday. I was really looking forward to having another stellar performance. But it was not to be.

We got to the show site early so I could work her a bit on going around the basketball since she didn’t do it right on Saturday. I ran her through a couple reps of that and did a couple other things and rewarded her with some racing around the ring chasing me. She was fine and even got a comment about her high energy from someone watching us work. But, when I got her out of her kennel to compete, something was wrong. I could tell right away something was off. I asked her if she was okay. . .even though I know she couldn’t explain to me what was up. I thought it could be her gut or maybe she was sore. She was not limping or favoring a limb so I decided to give it a go.

I only got photos taken on Sunday which is a shame.  You can tell Risa wasn't feeling right!

I only got photos taken on Sunday which is a shame. You can tell Risa wasn’t feeling right!

She started off slowly and, as soon as I started heeling out with her, I could tell she didn’t feel right. Bless her heart, she wanted to work for me. She WANTED to dance. Risa just couldn’t. 🙁 I didn’t know what to do so I just tried to get her to do anything so she could have fun. Her backup away from me was beautiful. . .but that was about all she could pull off. When she refused her flying high 10, I knew something was definitely up. She loves that move.

As soon as we finished, we were met at the exit gate by several of our competitors and friends who wanted to know if Risa was okay. That performance was so uncharacteristic of her that they knew something must be amiss. It felt great to know how much they cared. How could you not love people like that? I told them I knew something was off but was unable to determine what. (Had Risa been showing obvious signs of pain or distress, I wouldn’t have shown her. But she just seemed “off.” I wanted to give her a chance.) Throughout the day, people asked about her to see if she was alright. I eventually determined that it was probably her back. Poor thing hasn’t had her back that sore in a long time. Which is a good thing. It just picked a terrible time to flare up. A trip to the chiropractor is in order!

I really had a blast this weekend. Spending time with freestylers is always so much fun. It’s like getting together with family. I love talking to everyone and sharing experiences, successes and failures. I couldn’t ask for a more fun weekend with my dog.

But I’m also sad. I wanted Risa to enjoy Sunday as well but, due to her soreness, I’m not sure she did. This also reminds me that, despite how she acts 95% of the time, she is getting older. And that reminds me of her mortality. This dog owns my heart. With everything we’ve been through together, we are so close. She always gives me everything she can and I love her for that. She is my Rock Star.

We are done with freestyle for a while at least competition-wise. Now we have time to perfect some of those behaviors that we’re still having some difficulty with and really polish up this routine for the spring. By then, I think we should be ready to earn those final two legs in Advanced and earn our championship. And have some fun dabbling in Heelwork to Music too.

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Dream On!

I always loved dogs.  I was drawn to them and I wanted one for my very own.

I always loved dogs. I was drawn to them and I wanted one for my very own.

I have always loved dogs. Whenever there was a family function or a gathering at a friend’s house, I always spent time with their dogs. I would pet them for hours. I watched any program on TV involving dogs from dramas to documentaries and training advice shows. I borrowed books on dog ownership from the library. I used to draw dogs all the time. Of all the things I have drawn in my life, I’ve drawn more dogs than anything else. I dreamed of owning a dog but my parents never obliged. While everyone praised my artwork and I pursued a career in the artistic field, I had a secret dream: I wanted to be a dog trainer.

I was quiet about my dream. After all, I had never owned a dog. All I knew about them was from time I spent with other people’s dogs and what I’d read in books and seen on TV. I knew that there was more to training dogs than could be absorbed through books. Yet I still sought information and spent countless hours on dog-related websites and Internet bulletin boards soaking in as much information as I could. Still chiding myself for having such a foolish dream.

Then I adopted Risa. I was thrilled; I finally had a dog of my own. I wanted to get started with training right away and get her into competitive sports where I could test my mettle and skills as a trainer. I soon found out that I had been right all along: experience is the best teacher. Books and second hand knowledge are a valuable asset but there is nothing like having to apply what you know (or think you know). Risa, bless her heart, was more dog than I was ready to handle. As I’ve said many times before, I was in way over my head with this dog. Looking back, however, I know I would not have learned as much as I have about dogs in general, dog training, and *this* dog had it been different. Risa has been an amazing teacher and opened up a world of dog training that I would never have found without her. My skills at reading dogs, clicker training, working with fearful dogs, patience, canine freestyle, etc. would never have been utilized if it hadn’t been for her.

I started assisting training classes and had a blast. After several lay-offs including one rather long one, I became involved with a group that helped veterans train their own service dogs. This gave me even more experience working with dogs but also gave me more experience training people to train their dogs. I also held a training session with the rescue group I work with and enjoyed that immensely as well. Still, I couldn’t call myself a dog trainer.

I wanted to teach classes. I wanted to develop a course and share my knowledge with others. I had tried and failed to get a class in canine musical freestyle going several times. Each time I tried I failed. There wasn’t enough interest. My dream would come so close to coming true only to be crushed in front of me again. I almost gave up completely. But I persisted. Last Thursday, I taught my first dog training class. It’s an 8-week session teaching people the basics of canine freestyle. I was totally on Cloud Nine after the class ended. My students were amazing and I think each of their dogs has incredible potential as a dance partner. I cannot wait to see how they all progress over the course of the class. On top of that, they were engaged and excited about the sport. I couldn’t ask for more.

Now I can call myself a dog trainer. It may have been a foolish dream. . .but it still came true.

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Tools and Methodology

It's not the tools.  It's not the method.  It's the trainer.

It’s not the tools. It’s not the method. It’s the trainer.

There has been a lot of talk again regarding certain training tools and methodologies that seem to get everyone’s panties in a twist. Words such as “cruel” and “aversive” get thrown around. People on both sides get upset and the mud starts to fly.

It’s no secret that I prefer force-free methods and methods that build behavior rather than suppress it. I’m not a fan of shock collars, prong collars, choke chains, or any device or training theory that might damage my relationship with my dog. However, I refuse to demonize those who choose to use them especially if they are utilizing the devices properly. Of course, there are plenty of people out there who simply do not know how to properly utilize these tools. Unfortunately for them, they are often the ones who are “attacked” when they choose those methods which puts them on the defensive and makes them deaf to any suggestions you might make for the better. Many of them suffer from ignorance; they simply don’t know any better. Going on the offensive with those people will not make them change their ways!

For example, an e-collar (or shock collar) is used to proof behavior more than train it. It is not a remote control for your dog nor should it be utilized as a way to tell your dog “No” all the time. Buzzing or stimming your dog when he jumps up on people is NOT a proper way to use the device and may cause unintended consequences should your dog begin to associate the discomfort with meeting other human beings. I think even electronic collar advocates would agree that you shouldn’t be pressing the button frequently when working with your dog. If you are, then you need to go back to training the proper behavior.

Then there are other situations where people get upset because the dog might be put in a situation it is unable to handle in the name of training. Their concern is that we cannot tell exactly what the dog is thinking at that moment and might inadvertently cause undue harm to the dog by using that method. This is most often brought up in regards to any training method resting in the negative reinforcement quadrant. Again, I feel the issue here is more the trainer using the method rather than the method itself. If you don’t know how to do it properly, you can certainly end up making the behavior worse!

However, negative reinforcement training does increase the behavior you want if implemented correctly. It also gives a dog control over his environment: if I do this, the thing I am not a huge fan of stops happening. You must be a skilled handler and good at reading your dog to utilize this properly, however. The other potential problem is that you must add an aversive of some sort from the get go so that you can release that pressure when the dog performs properly. THIS is the sticky spot many people have a problem with. How aversive is the stimulus to the dog? I haven’t met a dog yet who is a good liar. 😉 Most dogs are pretty easy to read in regards to how they feel about a certain situation. Still, it is impossible to know how much an event upsets a dog and you do run the risk of fallout with using a method like this. How much of a risk depends on the dog and your skills with the method. Despite that, I am still a fan. I like the “treat and retreat” method of helping a dog overcome its fears. Move closer to the scary thing and earn a reward AND the distance away from it that you really wanted to begin with. I tend to think of it along the lines of a real-life reward or simply giving the dog what he really wants. You just have to walk the very fine line between “I can handle this” and “OMG this is too much!” (Which, consequently, is the exact same line you walk when you use classical conditioning.)

It often comes down to “Will doing this allow me to sleep at night?” You have to do what you feel comfortable with and, ideally, what will make your dog happy. You want to build a strong, positive relationship with your dog so that he will want to work with you. Not fear you. Not do it because the alternative is worse than following your orders. Sometimes we make the wrong choice for our dog and we have to live with the consequences. We all make mistakes. That’s how we learn. Once we have learned how to work with our dogs better, however, we need to remember where we came from and the mistakes that we made lest we jump to conclusions and attack those who simply haven’t made the same discovery we have yet. Be open-minded, gentle, and respectful. Just because you don’t use that method doesn’t inherently make it wrong. Besides, I have always found I can learn something from anyone whether I train their way or not.

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