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Thursday, March 3, 2016

Where's my Shoe?

In my constant quest to become ever lazier while keep the dog more entertained, I decided to teach her to bring me my shoes when we go for a walk. I thought if I just taught her "shoe" connected with one pair of shoes, it would be fine. Well, as you can see in the video below, this wasn't really the case.



The biggest challenge in this entire thing is the fact that simply asking her where my shoe is sends her into a frenzy of racing about the house, bopping the cats with her nose, getting them riled up and pissed off which in turn gets her even more frenzied.  But if I can get her to focus long enough to actually search for my shoe, it usually works. And she gets rewarded with a walk. Yes, I realize the reward is probably why she gets all frenzied in the first place.

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

The Dog is smart, it's the human that needs work.

The small bells on a string hang on our back door so that whenever Charlotte needs to go outside she can ring them.

 This morning I heard her get up and walk to the back door, but no sound came. A moment later she turned around, came into the living room, and looked at me expectantly. I asked her what she wanted and she turned around and walked back to the kitchen door. Again, no sound came from the kitchen. She came back and tried to get up in my lap the way she does when she's insistent about going outside. 

I said "that is not how we ask to go outside. What do you need to do? Do you need to ring the bells?" 

She went back in the kitchen, but again no sound came. This went on a couple of times with me asking, her leaving and then returning with never any bells ringing. She was getting fustrated and I was slightly annoyed. 

 Finally I got up to go and see what she was doing and why she wasn't ringing the bells. I thought maybe the behavior was beginning to extinguish and I needed to point them out to her again. When I got to the door however, there were no bells. They were completely missing from the door not just caught in the door jamb like they sometimes are. I felt really bad and apologized to the dog, giving her a hug as I attached the lead to her collar and then let her out as she so desperately wanted to do.

It took some doing but I found the bells, in pieces, on my husbands desk. The string must have broken and he must have forgotten to tell me that it needed to be repaired. 

This just goes to show that she knew what behavior she was supposed to offer.

1) Walk to the door. 
2) Put your nose on this spot.
3) Push the object at this spot with your nose. 

Before finally getting up, I had watched her appear to complete 1 and 2 and in fact she actually had completed 1 and 2. She had followed all the instructions she was capable of completing. She was unable to follow through to the last step however because of something the humans had done

I have to wonder, how often this is the case in our training sessions with our pets? We think that they are refusing to follow through on a behavior or a trick, when in fact they are offering us as many steps as they are capable of and either we left out an important step, or we weren't clear in how we taught it to begin with. Just goes to show, the dog is smart, it's the human that needs work.

Monday, November 23, 2015

Selfie Sunday


Okay, so it's technically Monday. I suck at this. What else can I say. lol

Sunday, November 15, 2015

Selfie Sunday


We missed selfie Saturday, so it's Sunday instead. Last week we were in New Orleans so I couldn't do it then. It was the first time I left the Wimby with someone other than my MIL or my aunt. It all went fine, but I worried. I finally understand what parents go through when they leave their children with sitters. It's not the children you worry about, it's the sitter. What if the child does something to the sitter. What if they try to run away, or they make a horrible mess or they're just generally obnoxious? I'm happy to say that I got no such reports. The Wimby survived and New Orleans was wonderful! I'll worry less next time. If he agrees to sit for us again...

Thursday, November 12, 2015

Trophy

I decided to have the Wimby's head mounted on a bed of pillows. Taxidermy style! Bahahaha

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Pupachino?

Look at how patiently my baby is waiting. She knows we are in the drive thru for Starbucks, one of her favorite drive-thrus. She knows a pupachino coming her way!