Mike and I went to our first Puppy Class last night. We both came home exhausted! It is a large class, I think around 13-14 puppies. There’s two German Shepherds, two Rotties, a Poodle, a Lab, two little fluffy somethings (Lhasa Apso maybe?), a smooth coat Dachshund, a wire haired Dachshund, a little collie of some sort, a Cattle Dog, and Mike. I think I’m missing a dog or two. Anyway, a huge difference in sizes and in ages. One puppy, an Akita, couldn’t make it so the group playtime was postponed until next week.
The room was divided into little sections by these PVC expanding fences. A cool thing, by the way, these fences. Each pup had its own section to be in. Mike did fairly well in seeing the boundaries, although he liked to stick his nose/head through. He was a big distraction to Max, the male Rottie pup who was on one side of us. Mike was not the biggest and he was not the smartest but he was one of the quietest. There was a lot of whining and barking scattered about. Him being the quietest was odd since here at the house, he is quite mouthy! He barks, growls, yaps, etc as he plays with his toys, especially his fave toy, Sam. We call him Mr. Squeaky because of the noises he makes in the morning when he is in his crate and trying to wake me up.
When we first went in, we went to a table where Gail Hubbard, the instructor, sat. We showed the vet record with the dates of Mike’s vaccines and were handed a stack of paper and a clicker. We have TEN pages of stuff to read today, including a page full of homework. TEN pages! In the class, we worked on name recognition, getting their attention, and the basics of clicker training. A lot of it was stuff I already knew, although it was cool to hear it vs reading about it. We also worked on the basics for SIT, which Mike and I have already been working on. Here is the thing I learned that I didn’t know about: dogs move in the direction the touch/pressure is coming from. Meaning, if you push on a dog’s butt to make him sit, he’s only going to push upwards, against that pressure, vs willingly go down. Instead, Gail demonstrated with the Lab pup how to get a dog into a sitting position. She tucked the tail down, and lifted up, not push down. The dog sat on her hand. It was not a fight of wills and the dog got praised for doing what comes naturally.
The main problem with the class is my own abilities. We had to do a lot of “get up and walk around” exercises. Since the truck is still out of commission, and since my powerchair doesn’t fit in Lorna’s Subaru, I had my crutch. And since I needed both hands, I didn’t use it. By the time I was done, both knees were burning and my lower back was pissed as heck. The lower back is better today but my knees are not happy. As soon as I finish some internet stuff, I’m going to transfer to the recliner and pack both knees in ice for a while. I’m not sure what I am going to do to get around this for the class. I can’t spend the next day (or two) in such pain. I will just have to do everything sitting down and hope Mike figures it out anyway. We do all the training at home with me either in my wheelchair or in a chair in the kitchen. I will send an email to the instructor and ask her to help me come up with ways to do the various training methods from a sitting position. And, while I am sitting in the recliner, I’ll re-read the Teamwork books.
Linkages:
A Good Dog’s Life – where Mike and I go for class
Clicker training and Karen Pryor’s website (the “inventor” of clicker training)
Cool PVC fences – not exactly what they had, but close
Teamwork I (training your dog as a person with a disability) and Teamwork II (training your own service dog) dog books