So this morning my husband was at the bottom of our stairs putting his shoes on. Crack was lounging at the very top of the stairs. I had just let Haiku out of her crate and started walking downstairs. I got to the bottom and realized Haiku wasn't following me. I called for her. Whistled for her. No Haiku. My husband points out that Haiku is still in the hallway because she can't go past the cat.
Two choices. Stand at the bottom of the stairs yelling at the dog to come. Highly unlikely to happen, since she can't get past the cat. Or, walk upstairs and pick Haiku up and carry her past the cat. Well, three choices. I could convince the cat to move, allowing Haiku safe passage downstairs.
Now the thing is, when Haiku is completely focused on her surroundings, she won't go past the cat. She's too smart. Or at least, has a good grasp on past experiences. Sometimes the cat likes to bap her if she gets too close. However, if Haiku is being super exuberant, not paying attention or sees something REALLY GOOD that she REALLY WANTS, or any combination of those, she's not even aware the cat exists.
So I chose option 4. I found a piece of dried liver and once Haiku realized I had a SUPER YUMMY TREAT she went leaping OVER the cat, bounded down the stairs and sat at my feet in a blur of Cavalier joy. She got her treat, I got the dog down the stairs without effort and the cat was only mildly perturbed at being leapt over.
Beth Rex and Clip Clip Hooray LLC would like to remind you that allowing your pet to jump hurdles on the stairs is incredibly dangerous and stupid.
That being said, here's my challenge for the next month. Figure out what is your dogs favorite treat. Is it dried liver? His favorite ball? Bacon? I don't know! It's your dog, find out what he thinks is The Best Thing EVAR. Then, use it as an incentive to get your dog to do something you want. Coming when you call? Call him, let him realize you have Super Awesome and once he comes bounding over, give it to him immediately. What a good dog! How about if he chews on your socks? Don't scold him. First offer a trade. I'll give you this hot dog for my half chewed sock. Take the sock, give him the hot dog, everybody wins! Except for the sock. Next time make sure that sock gets in a drawer. Etc, etc, etc.
Here's the deal. Try doing this for the whole month of March and then tell me how it went! You can email your story to me at clipcliphooraygrooming@gmail.com, call me at 410-848-6863 or stop in the store at 2D Bond Street in Westminster. Or leave a comment on a future blog post I'll do at the beginning of April. Why bother? Well, besides the fact that it will help you and your dog get along a little better and give you an insight into positive training, if you share your story and then visit Clip Clip Hooray, I'll give you a Free Reward! A bag of treats, a ball or a stuffed toy, whatever works best for your pup. OR, bring your dog in for a Free Nail Trim and File if you'd prefer that reward instead!
Haiku is resting after a game of tug of war. Haiku loves tug and I never have a problem ending the game or taking her toy away from her. Why? It's not because I'm "the dominate one" or bigger and stronger or anything like that. It's because I always give Haiku something better when I stop the game or take her toy. If I take her toy mid game I give her a cue (gimme), she gives me her toy, I give her verbal praise (good girl!) AND a reward (a treat OR give the toy back). When we're done the game I give her a chewy or a treat that takes longer than 2 seconds to consume. Or I let her outside or take her for a walk. While she's not looking I put her toy away. By the time Haiku is finished with whatever I gave her, she's no longer revved up from playing and is ready for whatever I want to do next, even if it's just hanging out on the sofa. She's happy, I'm happy. Like I said, I've never had a problem taking anything away from Haiku because she knows I'll give her something as good and probably better. Sometimes it takes a little planning ahead, like having her chew bone located and ready for a trade off or having my shoes on to take her out for a walk right away. Sometimes we just play our way over to the treat jar for an easy swap.