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Epiphanies

I'm at ClickerExpo in Portland, OR. Since Thursday night, I've been in constant "learning mode," keeping my mind (and notebook) open to the talented trainers and speakers. Aside from the temporary stress I'll face Sunday morning when I'm giving my talk, ClickerExpo has provided me with many a-ha moments (as it always does). I don't know why I'm surprised at the a-ha moments -- I haven't been to a ClickerExpo that hasn't had a-ha's for me. 

Today, Ken Ramirez talked about adduction in animal training. From the ClickerExpo.com website: 

The main focus of this Session is to show attendees how to teach an animal the actual concept of adduction – meaning that once the concept is learned the animal could be given any two or more cues and combine them even if the trainer had never presented that particular combination of cues to the animal previously.

So for instance, let's say your dog already knows how to hold a paw up, and your dog also knows how to come when called. By using adduction, you could teach your dog to hold his paw up and come to you at the same time. It would look a lot like a hurt dog limping his way to you. This is an advanced concept and one that not many pet owners need to use. But for us dog trainers -- oh, we're in heaven with these concepts! It's fodder for many late night brainstorming sessions, and for new training projects that we'll undertake with our own dogs just to learn (and teach our dogs) something new. 

Ken's talk reminded me that very often I underestimate my dogs. And my own training skills. I get stuck in a rut of "everyday behaviors" and I forget to stretch both myself and my dog's learning skills. So, yep, I'm going to add some adduction sessions to my training when I get back from ClickerExpo. 

Karen Pryor spoke today on creativity, as it pertains both to animals and to people. I felt like she had somehow gotten into my mind when she listed the "excuses" people use to explain their ownlack of creativity. From the ClickerExpo website:

Creativity, the capacity for having new ideas and creating novel behavior, has always been treated as a natural gift—either you have it or you don’t. It was always assumed that animals don’t have the creative spark at all. Now, thanks to our modern training technology, we not only know that animals can innovate, we know how to train them to do so.

From Karen's talk, my mind was opened to ways I could find the tiniest bit of creativity that I have (we all  have creativity), and nurture it, grow it. Or, spoken like a trainer: I could set myself up to be creative, capture those bits of creativity, and reinforce that creativty. I could shape my creativity, just as I shape behavior in my dogs! A-HA! 

My project list is ten miles long. I've been making excuses for not starting to work on that list until now. After hearing Karen's talk, I'm going to set myself up for success, capture even the smallest approximations toward my goal, reinforce those tiny steps and before I know it, I'll be on my way to accomplishments!

ClickerExpo is a phenomenal experience for anyone with an interest in training. Whether your a raw beginner or you've been training for years, there are epiphanies to be had! ClickerExpo Nashville has a few spots left. Tempted to see what it's all about? Check out the program! And if you decide to go, look me up, I'd be thrilled to meet you and hear about your epiphanies!

 

Who's Afraid of the Clicker?

I spent part of last week in sunny Orlando, Florida, at the 2012 North American Veterinary Conference (NAVC). The NAVC Conference set a new attendance record for its 2012 conference. More than 6,000 veterinarians and more than 1,400 veterinarian technicians attended the conference in Orlando, Florida. Nearly 900 students from veterinary schools across the world were also in attendance.

I was there to talk with the veterinarians, technicians, and students about force-free training. I met hundreds of people and, with the exception of one, they were all enthusiastic about either learning more about clicker training or in implementing it in their practice. 

A retired veterinarian, who looked to be in his early 80's, stopped to chat. He looked at our material and with a sly smile said "I've found that a rolled up newspaper works really well." I laughed and answered "Yes, sometimes we do recommend that the owner use the newspaper to whack himself smartly on his head!" He laughed and leaned in to tell us a story about his son's dog. 

His son's dog peed everytime the son came into the house. The son would yell and holler, chase the dog around, then put him outside when he finally caught the dog. Upon hearing about the trouble from his son, this veterinarian's solution was textbook perfect, delighting me. (The solution: carry food [delicious food] and ignore the dog upon entering. After a few minutes, toss a piece of food to the dog, still ignoring. The dog quickly changed course and quit peeing when he saw the man.)

Clearly, this man knew intuitively how to work with animals. He hadn't learned it in school (in many veterinary schools, behavior is still an elective!), he simply learned by experience. 

Contrast this veterinarian with another who stopped by the booth. "You can't tell me that you train dogs without any punishment," he began. I smiled, hoping he was a kidder like the previous gentleman, and said "Yessir, that's exactly what we do!" Things turned south there, and it was clear that he came here for an argument. I love to teach people about positive reinforcement, but unfortunately, this man didn't really want to learn, he only wanted to argue. He told me tales about how he taught his son's dog to "respect him," and laughed at how the son "babied" the dog by using food in training. Here's the irony: if that veterinarian had attended any of the sessions at that conference on behavior ( there were many), he would have learned very quickly that his outlook was outdated and not recommended by veterinary behaviorists. 

Neither veterinarian had any experience with clicker training. But the second one clearly had a bias against the clicker -- against positive reinforcement training in general. Perhaps because he didn't want to learn. Perhaps because he was afraid of what he'd learn by using it. I'm not sure of the reason, but I'm glad he was the lone exception.

Happy Dogs, Happy Veterinarians

I took little Miss Caysun to the vet today to get her up-to-date on some vaccines. It was going to be a quick in-and-out visit -- shots and then we'd hit the door. As usual, things don't go as planned. The shots went ok, don't get me wrong. But I mentioned, in passing, "she's got a little bit of mange on her nose," the veterinarian took a look and immediately said "that's not mange."

What? Of course it's mange. Mange is easy. Mange is common. Mange requires little treatment. It's got to be mange. 

Nope, he said, mange isn't raised like that. 

Crud. Which is funny because that's both what I thought and what her nose looks like. 

Because I have the best veterinarians in the world, they made a little time for me in the schedule (I didn't need an appointment to get the vaccinations, since we'd just been in the week before for a wellness check and forgot to get the updated vaccinations...). And they had to do a little needle aspirate in her nose to see what's doin'.

I say that as if it was no big deal: just a little needle aspirate. That's because it wasn't being done to me. What that means is that the vet has to stick a needle into the rough, cruddy part of her nose and draw out some cells to look at them under a microscope. Yes, needle into nose. 

Ouch. 

It looked as painful as I'm sure it felt. I had to turn my head, I'll be honest. Little Miss wasn't a happy camper. After a couple of pokes, she decided she was done with all that nonsense. Thankfully they got enough goop off of and from inside the crud that they didn't have to fool with her too much more. 

The veterinarian and vet technician were terrific. They had some squeeze cheese spread all over a tongue depressor stick to keep Caysun's mind off of the needle in her nose. They went slow and easy, they let me feed her while it was going on. 

But there was a needle going into her nose! She wasn't happy. The moral of this story is: because she wasn't happy with what went on, I need to do some remedial veterinary work with her. I will be taking her back to the veterinary hospital when there isn't anything scheduled for her. I want her to have at least 5 visits that are exceptionally good. Visits where stuff like this happens (and only this):

• the veterinarian and the techs come out and play with her in the lobby
• the veterinarian and the vet techs come out and feed her sirloin (that I bring, of course) in the lobby
• she gets to practice already known (and favorite) behaviors in the exam room and earn delicious salmon, sirloin, etc. 

Why spend time going back to the animal hospital and working on these things? Isn't that a waste of time? 

Because Caysun's just 6 months old. She'll be seeing a veterinarian for another 14 years I hope. I want all of those vet visits to be easy and fun for both the dog and the vet. And if the dog's not happy, ain't nobody happy, especially the vet because it's hard (and dangerous) to examine a dog who doesn't want to be examined! 

So it's well worth those 5 or so "un-vet" visits to help dissolve this one unpleasant one. 15 minutes here and there are invaluable for when she's got an emergency and she needs to be calm while the veterinarians and vet techs make her better. 

My vets and techs are great. They're willing to spend the few minutes playing with and feeding Caysun when I drop by. They know it's a good investment of their time, too. 

Thinking About Another Dog? Things to Consider...

I LOVE my multi-dog household. I don't think we'll ever go back to having just one dog. It's not for everyone, for sure, but multiples fit well with our lifestyle, our house, our family. Here are some things to think about if you're considering adding another dog to your family:

Pros:

• Dogs keep each other company. I feel less guilty when I leave the dogs at the house. Those not crated can pal around...or just sleep. 
• Dogs entertain each other. I wind 'em up and let 'em go. Once they're all playing, I can sneak back to my computer and get some work done.
• Everyone has a dog (or two) to themselves. Tango is definitely my dog. Nemo is definitely my husband's dog. We share Lily equally (or is it that she shares us?), and Baby Caysun's everyone's and no one's  (except Service Dogs of Virginia -- they lay claim to her) because she's the service pup in-training.
• They clearly enjoy each other. These dogs play together, relax together, and stand guard (or at least pretend to) together. When one is gone (out with me, usually), the others appear quite happy to see the missing one when we return home again.

Cons

• They're expensive. Dogs eat a lot. They require lots of medicine. If you buy one toy, you buy FOUR toys. You need supplies in multiples: toys, beds, medicines, leashes, crates, bowls, everything. 
• If they don't get along, you're in trouble. Big trouble. If our dogs weren't good friends, it'd be a nightmare. Having two compatible dogs is heaven. Having even one incompatible dog will make your life a living hell. It can get ugly in a hurry. 
• Exercising multiple dogs can be hard. Yes, they will exercise each other if you have a large fenced yard. But if you've gotta leash your pups up and get them out for walks for exercise, it's going to take you a long time and a lot of effort to get them all the exercise they need. 
• You gotta train them all. Training is important with one dog. It's mandatory with multiple dogs. In fact, the more dogs you have, the more individual training they all need. Because handling just one dog can be challenging, but handling several dogs can be a real bear, even if one of those dogs has an issue (even a small issue can be magnified when you've got a slew of dogs). 
• Your house (and yard) will be a mess. I already spoke of my dog hair problem. I haven't yet shared our poop problem in the backyard. We pick it up. Often. And there's a lot of it. It's disgusting. It's a part of your daily life if you have multiple dogs. Let's just leave it at that. (But oh, the pictures I could post...)

So. While I love having multiples, I understand that it's not for everyone. Thank goodness I have a husband who also likes mulitples, who doesn't mind dog hair, and who is ok with poop-pickup once a week. If you're thinking of  adding another, my general thought is: go ahead (if you've considered all the cons above)! Just keep canine personalities in mind, sign both dogs up for training, and then jump in to the joy -- and chaos -- of a multi-dog household!

Teaching "Take a Bath?!"

I'm raising Caysun for Service Dogs of Virginia. I'm supposed to fill out a weekly progress sheet to document her progress on the many measures of success. I fell behind over the holidays. (Ok, I really fell behind at about Halloween, but that's a holiday. Right?)

So I'm filling in all the blanks about what she's seen, where she's been, what she's done, when along comes a question that threw me for a loop: How does your pup react to a bath?

A bath? BATH?!

"She's a Labrador, she loves the water" is my first response. Yes, she does like the water. But how does she like a B-A-T-H? Uh. Well. She's never really had a bath, you see...

So, guess what we're working on this upcoming week. Bathtime for Caysun. Video to come...

Love Grows

Everyone knows Tango's my favorite. He gets the choice leftovers, I sneak him extra tidbits, he gets prime seating, the works. 

Over the past few years, though, since I started working from home now that I think about it, Little Lily's been getting closer and closer to the top spot. 

I'm not her favorite, though. My husband holds that honor. She and Nemo live for that man. It's a little disgusting, really. She fawns over him like a schoolgirl with a crush. 

But I've been noticing that I've been moving up on her list, lately, too. Given the choice, she'll follow me throughout the house, even if my husband's home. Her favorite spot is under my desk -- she tucks in so tight -- while I'm working. I can't walk 10 feet to the bathroom without her following, even when I tell her that I'll be right back. 

She's getting older -- she'll be 10 this month (how can that be?!) and I think a lot more now about how much longer I'll have the pleasure of her company. With the addition of Baby Caysun, Lily's become more spritely and spirited, which I think also contributes to my growing fondness. 

Throughout her life, Lily's always been "in the middle." She's never been the top priority, and she's never been the trouble-dog. It's those in the middle that often get left out. I've been paying her more attention, and she's enjoying it, I do believe. I'm seeing a lot more of Lily -- like peeling back the layers of an onion. 

Which is funny to me. Lily's been with us for 10 years. She's not exactly new. But her maturity's making me look twice at her. And I'm loving the girl I'm seeing. 

Dog Hair Diaries

It's taken me years to capture the essence of what I do. But here it is: I live in dog hair. Not by choice, really. If I could hire a live-in housekeeper, I could live relatively dog-hair-free. But I'm a dog trainer. I'm not rich. Ergo, I live with a lot of dog hair. 

Until now, it's really embarrased me. I didn't want people to think I was dirty, or unclean. [And I'm not! Ok?!] But my house always has dog hair floating. It just does. And unless I sweep 3x a day, that's the way it's going to be. 

So I'm embracing it. The dog hair. 2012 shall be proclamed "The Year of Dog Hair." One of my business goals has been to do a lot more dog training videos. I didn't do many videos last year because the house was always a mess with the dog hair everywhere.

It was like a whole big deal to get a video shoot ready.

1. Block the dogs out of the room I wanted to shoot in. 
2. Wipe down the furniture (we've gone to all leather, as it's super dog-friendly and easy to keep clean) so all the hair on the furniture's now on the floor. 
3. Move the furniture so there's enough room to train.
4. Freak out at all the hair-bunnies under said furniture.
5. Sweep the entire room. 
6. Fill two sweeper-thingies full of dog hair. 
7. Prep the room for training (props needed, etc.)
8. Finally film.

By that time, I was either late for a private client or I was exhausted. Hence, not so many videos from me in 2011. 

Stay tuned. You'll see more videos from me in 2012. And a lot of dog hair. Look past it and focus the fantastic training that's going on. ;) 

 

Fits Like A Glove

Sometimes things are just right. Everything falls into place. Nothing's a struggle. 

Caysun fits into our household, into our lives, like she's always been here. Only a couple other dogs have fit so well: Rocky, our very first service dog; and Ivy, Lily's sister who stayed with us when we did a "puppy swap" to give her some more out & about exposure. 

We've had a lot of dogs. I think Caysun's the 11th dog to come through and when it's right, you know it. 

Ike, the Labrador we just turned back over to Hero Dogs for his final training, was a fun-loving and happy dog, but he wasn't the best fit for us. Funny thing is, we didn't realize how much he didn't fit until after he was gone. The week after he left, it was like all our dogs sort of came back to life again. Lily and Nemo played! It had been over a year since Lily and Nemo played together. We didn't notice it because Ike was always in the middle, always deflecting play between the other dogs to himself. He was the main player. If you were going to play in this household, you were going to play with him. He made sure of it. 

With Baby Caysun, the feel is so right. She's not over-the-top, in fact she's the most appropriate puppy I've raised in a long, long time. By appropriate, I mean that she's not bossy, she's not too, she always has the "right answer" to whatever situation she finds herself in. Maybe an example will clarify.

Nemo is used to playing with large, exuberant adolescent males. Talos and Ikey were his playmates for the past two years. You have to be rough and ready if those are your playmates! Naturally, now that Caysun's getting bigger, Nemo's trying his "big dog" play maneuvers with her. She can hang for quite awhile, but sooner or later, Nemo takes it up a notch too far for Caysun. She finds the closest object under which she can scoot herself, and waits out the playstorm. Nemo quickly realizes he's chased away his playmate, lays on the ground (or floor), and re-invites Caysun to play. As soon as she sees that invitation, she leaps out from under her hidey-hole and lands on Nemo's head. That's appropriate: she's not a scaredy, she just knows when the play's gotten a bit more rowdy than she can handle. And she comes right back when the play is reined in. It's nice. 

Another example of Caysun's appropriateness (or dog-savviness). I've described Lily, our almost 10-year old Labrador, as a librarian with her hair up in a super-tight bun. She's very matter-of-fact: no silliness, no foolishness. She colors inside the lines. And she'd like that you do the same, thank you very much. There was just one dog in Lily's 10 years that has been able to get Lily to really let her hair down (Rocky, who helped raise Lily from the moment we brought her home). We can add Caysun to that very short list. I've watched Caysun daintily approach Lily and very softly grab at her ears. She'll watch Lily's reaction to gauge which move to go to next: grab a little harder or move toward Lily's tail. If Lily gives her a "go away, kid, you bother me" look, Caysun heads toward the tail. If Lily merely ignores her, that means grab the ear harder. (Ignoring is Lily's way of saying "maybe I'll play with you; ask me again.")

I remember cringing the first few times I saw Caysun try to entice Lily to play. Lily plays about twice a year, and then for only about 10-minutes before she regains control, smooths her hair, and regains her librarian persona. I figured Caysun had to learn, and there's no better teacher than Lily - she's firm, appropriate, and there's no way to misunderstand her! Imagine my surprise when (1) Lily ignored Caysun (she normally cuts off any invitations immediately) and then (2) when I saw Lily's ears come forward and get "that look" in her eyes. I yelled to my husband to come and look, that's how surprised I was. And giddy.

I've even seen Lily solicit play from Caysun! Now that's something!

What this all means is that I'm setting myself up for another heartbreak in about a year when Caysun's got to go back to Service Dogs of Virginia. <Sigh.> Such is the life of a puppy raiser.

Mr. Chewy Delivers

I received a coupon for $50 from an internet business called Mr. Chewy. They sell dog and cat food, and other treats for your animals. I try to feed my guys high-quality food, so I was pleased to see that Mr. Chewy carried our food: Taste of the Wild. 

But, c'mon -- how on earth were they going to be a good value? Each bag weighs 30 pounds? I figured shipping would cost more than the food itself. Besides, I can get the food right around the corner for about $43 a bag. 

Well guess what. Mr. Chewy delivers for free if you order at least $49 from them. My food from Mr. Chewy was about $45 per bag, just $2 more than my neighborhood store, and I can save my gas $ (and time, which is even more valuable than fuel), and get my stuff delivered to my door. 

My next thought was: I better plan my orders because free shipping will take a week or two. Ha, wrong again! I placed an order to Mr. Chewy on Wednesday and it was at my door on Thursday. How do they do that?! I'm not a shipping genius, but I love that it happens. 

So here's my bottom line: if you're looking for good prices on some high quality food, treats, and toys for your dogs, check 'em out. I will be a repeat customer!

Mr. Chewy gave me $50 to spend, just to try them out. They had no say in my review, comments, or purchase. I bought my dogs Christmas presents with the $, which I still have to wrap! If I didn't like their stuff, store, shopping experience, or checkout, I'd tell you. I won't steer you wrong, especially when it comes to your $ and your dog!

ORT? Check!

My sweetest of sweets, Tango, passed the Odor Recognition Test (ORT) for K9 Nose Work a couple of weeks ago!

This was a hard-earned acheivement for my boy. We tried at about this time last year, but I screwed us up and we didn't get it. 

Thankfully, this year, I was up to speed, and was able to call "Alert" when Tango found the box with the birch odor in it. 

What the heck is an ORT? It's the first step in getting ready for competition in the sport known as K9 Nose Work. 

What's K9 Nose Work all about? Read the article on K9 Nose Work I wrote for clickertraining.com. K9 NW is a cool new sport that's good for almost any dog. No matter the age, temperament, or physical ability -- almost every dog can have fun with K9 Nose Work. 

Another of my dogs is also into K9 Nose Work -- Nemo. Part hound, Nemo excels in the sport. He lives for K9 NW. Nemo will be my competition dog, but it was fun for Tango and I to achieve the ORT. 

If you think your dog needs an outlet for exercise and mental stimulation this winter season, check out a K9 Nose Work class near you! Smart Dog U has a class starting in February, but it's almost full already. If you're interested in trying K9NW with your dog, sign up, we'd love to spread the nose work fever!