Aha moments and when management fails

Today has been a crazy day!

I ran all over the place searching for a possibly extremely injured dog and came up empty. The dog wandered into one of my clients yard where their dog was on his tie out. The dogs had an altercation and the strange dog ran off. I went on the hunt for the injured dog because temperatures are high and the land is pretty dry right now. Sadly, I never found the injured dog. I did check on my client's dog and he will be sore and has some gashes but overall he was in good spirits and was acting very normal by the time I stopped by.

There is a lesson to be learned here: NEVER let your dog out of your home unleashed and unattended! Accidents do happen though and I will get to more of that in a moment.

The other HUGE thing that happened today was one of my clients has a beautiful German Shepherd. He is a great dog; he loves children, isn't phased by a whole lot and he's terrified of getting into vehicles. Yep, it's a huge drawback when you want to take the kids and dog to the park and the park is all the way across town. He is a large German Shepherd too. The husband can lift him (for now since he's still a puppy) but the wife can not. So, in the last 12 sessions one of our major things we have worked on was getting in the car.

Up until today, it was still a no go. He was NOT getting in there unless he was picked up and sat on the seat. So, imagine our surprise when we were outside working on Canine Good Citizen testing and he hopped in the front seat of the car because the door was open. He got a TON of praise and played with for this! He hopped out and hopped right back in. Suddenly he figured out the game. "I jump in and I get love and attention and played with!" We repeated this several more times and needless to say he enjoyed the hot dog he got for his efforts!

Dogs have "AHA" moments. It's when the lightbulb flicks on and something amazing happens. I've seen it time and time again. In order to stop bad behavior I teach incompatible behaviors. Dog jumps? I teach the owners to have the dog down when someone comes in the door. You'll notice I don't say "I teach the dog". Why? Because I don't teach the dogs. I teach owners to work with their dogs. An owner who puts the work in like the family with the German Shepherd will see payoffs and it's more rewarding when the owners have it happen than when I do.

Now, I want to talk about Management. I have always thrived on management. My house is extremely managed because of Greyson. I have to watch who he interacts with because of him being reactive. When I got home from my client sessions I was still on a high from the car and the German Shepherd. As I got out of the car I was dancing along and realized I lost a $20 bill somewhere. I ran in the house and started going through my stuff to see if I dropped it into my bag.

One slip of not paying attention (and I'm very attentive in my house to what is going on around me) and I didn't notice the black dog walking out the back door. I shut the door behind me as I tossed my bag down to go through it. Once again, not noticing that I didn't have a dog jumping around me and going crazy because I wasn't paying attention! It only took a second for Greyson to waltz out the door.

I am lucky my deck has gates that Greyson can't get out of but what would have happened if someone had stole him? I know, it wasn't but a minute but see my point? If I didn't have that area secured Greyson could have escaped, been running and I wouldn't have realized it. Yes, accidents happen but it is our responsibility to set our dogs up for success every single time. It only takes a tiny slip of paying attention and a dog who is extremely reactive to humans and animals could have become a liability very quickly.

I've always heard "Management always fails at some point" and I've seen that a lot lately. People who have two dogs on crate and rotate having it fail and catastrophic damage to their dogs happening. People who always keep their dogs muzzled having an off leash dog confront them and their dog getting their muzzle off and almost getting out of their harness. We can only manage so much before it comes to the point of being a danger. Where do we draw the line? I really have no answer to that but I know it's something I need to start thinking more about.

In closing, I'm SUPER proud of my clients and all their hard work has paid off. I know it's frustrating when a dog can't do something that you want them to but I was able to give them options and through sheer determination and positive work their dog pulled it off!

 Syn and Jelani when they graduated basic obedience!

Wedding bells and 18 hours in a car

So, a week ago Kayla and I packed our bags and headed to the land of Cleve. Otherwise known as Cleveland, Ohio. Also known as place I used to spend my misspent youth. Cleveland houses Pit Bull Zen and we were given a chance to take some classes, spend time with friends and their dogs and get some much needed vacation time in. So we drove 9 hours to my parents and crashed for a couple hours before heading into town to walk with the Pit Bull Zen.

Zen walks are always magical for me. I see dogs who are normally scared or shy transform and walk along proudly or in my case calmly with the people and dogs. The last time I walked my own dog, Greyson, it started off a little rocky (he paw slapped a blind dog in the face) and then walked next to the same dog with no problems. There's a reason walks are a "no leash greetings" zone.

This walk was magical for me for another reason though. Her name is Polly. I know her foster mom through Facebook. Hope has done amazing things with Polly and while Polly still has a ways to go, they took a chance and came to the walk. Now, Polly has never met me. She is still very nervous around new people but this was the end result of our meeting.

 Yep, that is a Polly on a leash with me holding it and the leash is loose. When we would start getting too close to the other dogs she would shy away and start to move in the other direction. I would stop, let her sniff and happily say "Let's go!" and off we would go again. She only started eating my treats at the end when we were all wore out and sitting in the grass. 

And here we are sitting in the grass! And look, there is another dog, Inara, within feet from us and Polly is too tired to care. (That and the turkey sausage that I lured her with.) So yes, the Pit Bull Zen walks are magical. And, you can read Polly's journey by visiting her mom's blog! 

So, in two days we saw dogs, worked with dogs, learned from Laurie Schlossnagle with Side By Side Dog Training, did some PBZ accounting, Kayla got to attend CLASS with Calvin (who wilted like the delicate flower he is from the heat), and saw two new PhD's for CLASS earned. Oh, and we drove 18 hours in there somewhere. Was a whirlwind weekend. Lots was learned, lots was done, and the best part of the weekend for me was meeting this guy...

BonZai!! Bonzai was one of the "27" who were taken into custody when they were found in Collin Rand's home in December of 2011. He was adopted by my friend Sandy Smith and while she fostered him for Pitty Love Rescue, Sandy fell in love and became a foster failure. I can't blame her after meeting him. He climbed right into my lap and licked me and licked me. I didn't mind one bit. When I went to thank Sandy for loving him I started to tear up. Watching his progress from a far has been amazing. He has made leaps and bounds. Sandy has used Positive Reinforcement with him and Bonzai had no problem welcoming Kayla and I into his home and showing us love while we loved on him. Again, thank you Sandy for loving him! And thank you Cleveland Police Department for acting on a tip! 

Well, the weekend was over and we came home safe and sound. While we were in Cleveland though Kayla decided that it was finally time to get married to her fiance of quite a while. Kayla's pit mix, Cupcake, was one of the first reactive dogs other than Greyson I worked with. I still remember meeting them in the park and we were just going to walk our dogs and see how it went. I couldn't get within eyesight of Cupcake without the lunging and barking happening. In the past year I've watched an amazing transformation happen. 

Through positive reinforcement and BAT, we were able to have Cupcake at Kayla's wedding. A dog who in the past was so human reactive you would think she was trying to eat your face off was able to flip on her back and ask for belly rubs from the guests. Her trigger which has always been males, no problem! Teenagers who normally terrifies her, no problem! Kayla has busted her butt working with Cupcake and following every crazy idea I've thrown at her and this is the result...

In the middle of the park, surrounded by strangers and things that have always been her triggers, she was calm and she was excellent. (I'm sure Kayla would appreciate if I mentioned the black lab, Sasha, has always suffered from Mange and skin allergies. She has been having a flare up and she looks 100 times better than she had in the past.)

I have to say I'm highly impressed with Kayla's drive to succeed with not just her own dogs. Kayla also finds feral kittens and brings them home, socializes them, gets them spayed and neutered and then finds them wonderful and amazing homes. It was suggested on my Facebook page that this was a wedding for a dog and a cat. Nope, Kayla just happens to give her heart to every animal she helps. While I can't bring another animal in my home because of Greyson's reactivity Kayla makes up for that by seeking out the feral strays in her area. AND she starts classes shortly with Dognostics for Professional Dog Training. Kudos to you Kayla and ignore the people who just want to rain on your parade. 

In closing I leave you a picture of Greyson. Greyson doesn't play well with most people but this picture means a lot to me. A reactive dog taking his toy to a child to ask for play. This is a first for Greyson. And while I am proud, I am still vigilant as any parent should be with a dog and a child.

No, Uh uh, Tsch, Nah, and all those fun things

Lately I'm seeing an epidemic. It's dogs who are behaving badly because they have no clue what their owners are asking them for. It's the dogs who jump. It's the dogs who mouth. It's the dogs who run around like a spastic chicken while the owner stands there makes a noise that is supposed to mean no.

And here's the kicker....when did anyone EVER teach a dog what those things mean? I mean really, what is the purpose of all these weird things that you are raising your voice at your dog for? It makes you feel better, right? You feel by saying at the top of your lungs "UH UH" that Fido might possibly stop what he's doing because you are being firm. Here's a thought...maybe Fido stops what he's doing because he thinks you're out of your mind? Or you might be scaring the crap out of him with these odd things.

So, in the last few months, I've come up with a solution! And it's a fun one too. The conversation goes like this:

Me: Give me one word, a fun word that everyone in your family can remember.

Client (Well, it was their 4 year old actually): Pork Chop!

Me: Okay, here's the deal. Every single time you want to say "No" or make a sound like "Uh uh" you get to say that word. So, when Fido is doing something you don't want him to, take a deep breath and quietly say "pork chop".

Client: **baffled look"" We aren't supposed to yell at our dog is what you're telling us?

Me: BINGO! (Thank goodness the dog's name wasn't Bingo!)

It gets the point across though. Even yelling "pork chop" at the top of their lungs basically has the same effect as "No", "Uh huh", "Tsch", "No no no no". I'm just giving owners an opportunity to see the futile attempt at using the words to train a dog. In most cases the family sticks with the process of replacing the "no" word and they end up having fun with it. The family in my example actually used "Pork Chop" for the kids and everything. It's hard to be upset when you are giggling at the ridiculousness of it.

The best way to get your dog to stop doing something you don't want them to? Train incompatible behaviors. Dog jumps all over people when they come in? Train the dog to sit and get treats. Dog barks at the doorbell? Train the dog to go a room when the doorbell rings. (This one is especially handy if you teach them the doorbell means to kennel up.)

I recently assessed a dog who seemed very out of control. Within a few minutes I had him sitting at my feet calmly and taking treats as I clicked for good behavior. When I first got there, the person who was handling the dog would ask the dog to sit. "Can you sit?" and when the dog wouldn't sit she would "UH UH" really loudly and harshly. This sends very mixed signals to the dog. I like to keep all training very upbeat and even when I'm not training, I like to still use praise and rewards for capturing good behavior. Greyson laying down on the floor next to the couch still to this day can get a "Good boy! Good down!" even though he knows what "down" is and he knows he's a good boy, it's the playing of the lottery to get rewarded. Even if it's just a verbal praise!

Now, this is not to say I'm perfect. I lose my cool at times. I've been known to yell. There have been plenty of "What in the world are you doing?"s come out of my mouth. The idea is that you don't want to be constantly sending those mixed signals to your dog. Sooner or later, Fido isn't going to know if he's coming or going and that's normally when I get the phone call.

So always keep it upbeat, positive, and remember, you can't yell "NO" at your dog if you're giggling because you agreed to say "pork chop" instead.

Even I get it wrong

This past few weeks have been chaos. I have puppy classes running, private classes, planning on heading to Ohio in two weeks for a seminar. Even typing it makes me tired. Oh, and I'm setting up a new website AND planning basic obedience group classes. No rest for the wicked, I say! In the mix of all that, there is my personal dog, Greyson.

Grey greeted me every time I came home at the door with his tail wagging and seemed like a happy camper. I would lay down and he would curl up on the floor next to where ever I was. My first real afternoon and evening off, I curled up on the couch and encouraged Greyson to join me. Instead, he went into the other room and laid down. My first thought was that he was bothered by me being going so much.

I started to analyze how Greyson greets me. Tail up, wagging, loose body language, and typical good natured Greyson. There's never been a doubt in my mind that Grey didn't love me. I take good care of him, we've bonded through our training sessions, and he is happy go lucky with me at home. So why when I started not being home as much did I think he was changing his attitude towards me? Simple....I was feeling bad for what I was doing.

Greyson had adapted to my weird flip flopping schedule and while he still sniffs every inch of me when I come home to make sure I don't smell like a dog he knows, he never holds a grudge. And now that I look at it, dogs don't hold grudges! So how did I become convinced that he was upset? Well, I was feeling guilty.

So, after coming to this realization I started to look at other aspects of our lives with Greyson where I was wrong. Like the fact that he doesn't get to go to events with me. I always thought it was unfair to him to have to sit at home while I went to all these places, but I realize (and it was literally an AH HA moment) that Greyson doesn't care. Greyson is comfortable at home. He feels safe, no stress to make him panic (most days) and he is comfortable to be himself. Some dogs don't ever go out to events and be in the public all that much. I come home and love him, that's what makes his world tick. So once again, WHY am I stressing out about this?

I'm projecting my feelings onto Greyson. I see this a lot in dog training. "My dog is mad at me so he ate my shoes!" "I didn't come home when I was supposed to so my dog went potty in his crate!" "My dog didn't like that I wouldn't share my food with him so he dumped over the trash can!"

Now, let's look at each of these.

1)You dog ate your shoes? Did you leave them in his space? In other words, have you taught him what is his and what isn't his? Did you explain this to him in doggie language? Does the dog know that not everything in his domain (i.e. the floor) is his? Nine times out of ten the answer I get back is "Well, no." There you go! He isn't upset with you! He just simply doesn't know those aren't his to chew!

2) The dog went potty in his crate/bed/your bed/your floor? When was the last time he went potty? Did you feed him and then leave him to go in his crate or area of the house? Did you take him out to eliminate after he ate? How old is the dog and is he capable of holding his bladder for that long? If you depended on someone to take you out to potty and they didn't show up when you normally scheduled to go out, what do you think would happen? You would probably potty where you weren't supposed to.

3) Your dog knocked over the trash can? Does he normally do this after you throw something away? I prefer trash cans with lids or having the trash can where the dog can't get to it behind a gated area.

So we see that I'm not the only person who does this. We project how we think they feel onto our dogs when normally there is a simple answer for their behavior. In our case, Greyson is very happy being at home and not being taken places where he is going to be stressed out. He's happy to see me when I come home and he isn't pouting because I was gone. In fact he was probably pouting because during my nap I was snoring like a lumberjack! :)

And in the meantime Grey will continue to love life in a low stress environment!

Misunderstandings can kill a dog

This past week has been pretty crazy around here. Last Wednesday I got a call that a dog I had assessed and worked with a bit had been impounded for killing a cat. The family was going to pay the bail to my knowledge and life was going to go on. Well, needless to say, things never go as planned!

Louis, a beautiful American Staffordshire Terrier lost his home in April due to his owner going to jail. He lived with Rocky, a Chihuahua and another mixed breed dog. He lived with a child and was one of those dogs who was patient with the people he came across in his life and just loved to sprawl in the sun. Sadly Louie (as we all call him) needed a place to crash while his owner's family figured out where to house him. No one knows how long his owner is going to be in jail but Louie doesn't deserve to live in a kennel in a facility until that day comes. He hung out with Scott County Dog Rescue until arrangements could be made for him.

This is Louie in the home he went to after his stay at SCDR. He was happy, he was healthy, he was cared for.

Louie doesn't like cats though! That is his only downfall. He socialized with the dogs at SCDR and was fine. He grew up with children and he can tolerate a lot from them even when he shouldn't have to. While in his temporary home his family found for him he killed a neighbor's stray cat that roams outside. This is where the story gets crazy. People said he was running lose. People said he was chained to a tree during it. Everyone had a different story as to how this happened.

There is one more thing about Louie that is bad. He was taught to not like people in uniform. His original owner, the man in jail taught him to bark and growl at people in uniform. It was said that when the police came to seize him for the cat killing he growled and barked at the police officer. That is a learned behavior. He has been taught to do that. So, he must have it retrained. He needs to understand that people in uniform are not bad. And Louie has seen me in uniform. I, though, go in with a different posture. It's loose, friendly and I come with treats to give the dogs. Louie never growled, never barked at me, and in fact he snorted like a pig the entire time.

Animal Control deemed him dangerous because he was "Obviously violent". It was said he was wrestled to be controlled. Louie has bad legs. He limps severely. He has a massive body and his joints are taking the toll because of it. On Friday when we realized the family couldn't pay his bail, we all panicked. We all started leaving messages for the ACO, the Animal Control Administrator, and the State's Attorney office. Louie was going to die Tuesday at 1pm. Somehow we received a stay of execution and was granted a hearing.

Luckily I keep behavior assessments on every dog I do an evaluation on. I took it, my credentials, my references, and a behavior assessment on a dog who IS dangerous who has a very assorted bite history. My training partner, Kayla went with me. This was the first time I brought her with me. She went on the assessment of Louie with me and I felt her knowledge of Louie would help. I also needed as much moral support as I could get. Last time I was in this position, it didn't end well and I felt scared and lost.

It was a fiasco and no one in court could agree on anything other than if Louie could be deemed not dangerous he would be remanded to my custody and I would remove him from the county to a rescue who dealt only with pit bull type dogs. The sheriff though who is the Animal Control Administrator had to make that call though. The ACO agreed to let us see Louie after the hearing. We had a volunteer who has never met him go in first to see if he growled at her. Nothing. Wiggling rear end for attention is what we got. Typical Louie!

Louie after court with me. He grabbed my entire bag of food roll I had chopped up. I can't say I tried too hard to keep ahold of it. The look on Becky's face is priceless though. Kayla removed the bag seconds later from his mouth with no problem.

Wednesday Louie was deemed not dangerous and I took custody of him. We made the long journey north to his new foster home. As soon as he was in our SUV he passed out cold. He had probably spent the entire time in animal control not getting any rest and he was exhausted. He slept the entire 3 hours on my foot.

After we got him there, we bathed him, got him all settled in and he fell back asleep. Louie will now start a journey after his shutdown protocol. The good news for me is that I get to still be in his life. I work with the rescue as their trainer and get to make sure he is ready to go into a home and live a happy and full life. There was a lot of tears, stress, and fears while dealing with this. All in a days work for us here though. I've always said I would do what it takes to keep dogs in a home, I hadn't planned on being ready to walk into a courtroom at the drop of a hat though. I'm glad I keep such good records on the dogs and can help when needed. 

Louie all tucked in and ready to start his new life.

Pitties In Need Kennels has taken Louie on as a foster and he will be available through them for adoption after his shutdown protocol. They can be reached on Facebook or by contacting Rebecca Hill in Kewanee. I can never thank them enough for being willing to take him on. I met Rebecca by chance when I assessed her dogs and her drive to save these dogs as well as do right by them with training made a huge impact on me. Thank you Rebecca!

My Peace, Light and Love

It's been a roller coaster for the last two weeks. I was called as a vet recommendation to help a family who had their dogs taken. I've only met the vet once and it was as I was searching for a pit bull who had been stolen and the owner was trying to get her back. That was last fall and that little girl is back in her home.

I am always amazed at how people who have never really met me come into my life and on our journey together we come out as friends. When I started this journey I expected to make a difference in the dog's lives, but I am quickly learning that it's the humans I impact the most. To have a vet's office refer to me as the pit bull lady, well, I'll gladly accept that title.

But, back to the roller coaster. Two dogs who were cherished family members were being taken away from everything they knew and sadly I saw the emotional breakdown that causes in dogs. Dogs grieve, they love deeply and they can be confused by what is going on in their world.

I'm thrilled that I am able to say the day shined a little brighter for those two dogs as tonight they are in their home where they belong and will be sleeping in warm beds with their humans rather than on cold concrete. They don't have to stare at a door wondering what they did so wrong that they were cast out into a pen. Nope, they are all snuggled together and are a family again.

This last two weeks have been constant phone conversations, checking laws and mainly seeing that the dogs were as comfortable as possible. My role isn't always about just how to have a well behaved dog. Sometimes it's about what an owner can expect from the laws and what they can do to stay within the realm of the law. And sometimes I'm just there for strength. I tend to hold it together and then come home and hug Greyson as tight as possible. Luckily I have a dog who demands hugs and understands while I may have to be someone else's rock, my husband and him are my rock.

My hope is that in time I have a fully functional consulting business on matters like this. That is why on Monday I start classes for my behavior certificate. While it may cut into my time available for assessments and day to day training, I even have taken care of that. I've started teaching someone to do training for me. She is starting her classes shortly to be able to gain her certificate as a professional dog trainer. She's one of the few people I trust with Greyson. We met on a freezing day and since then our paths have been intertwined.

I should mention that her pit bull, Cupcake is my Greyson's playmate. While Greyson doesn't normally play well with others he has found a kindred spirit in Cupcake.

The picture is Greyson and Cupcake working together with Kayla. This was from Cupcake's first birthday.

One small victory!

I lived in Wayne County, Ohio. When I moved to Illinois 12 years ago I never realized that there would be a reason that I couldn't go home again. Wooster, Ohio made that decision for me.

When I moved here I didn't plan on falling in love with a breed that would make travel a little more difficult because they were banned. Alas, love is blind and that's exactly what happened. My parents live in a breed neutral town, but if you want to shop (most of my art supplies came from Wooster) or go out to dinner, you went to Wooster as it was only 15 minutes away.

Last night that changed though. The breed I love can now enter Wooster as they became breed neutral! A huge weight has been lifted! No more do the words "he's mostly lab" have to be said. Any dog can be mistaken for a pit bull, but I see the American Staffordshire in Greyson more than when we got him at 8 weeks. Boxy jawline, large forehead, strong muscular chest. To me, he's just Greyson, but to someone who isn't familiar to mix breeds, at the right angle, we're screwed. But no longer!

Barb Knapic was sent a lot of emails and letters. People spoke out and truthfully she said it best when she agreed last night the ban doesn't work by voting to remove it. It is costly to test dogs and she admitted it herself. Law enforcement and animal control officers have to be trained to know breeds and how many in cities with bans are even trained? Greyson has the fur of a lab/akita mix, but he has the body of a pit bull. So what breed does that make him? It's a fine line and most animal control officers wouldn't be able to identity what Greyson is correctly.

Thank you Wayne County residents for reaching out to Barb and all the rest of the Wooster officials! And most of all, I can go home with any dog I have in my care! And now when I come home I won't feel I can't go anywhere for fear of having to fight a battle I would lose!

Greyson likes to show off his boxy head!