Beginning the “Come”

peek at you!

If you never train your dog to do anything else, teach them to come when you call! This can save their lives someday, if they are chasing that terrific ball right out into the street…A formal recall has several parts to it; recognizing a cue, disengaging from what they’re doing, coming to you. You can add extra steps like sit in front of me, or take up a heel position.But a recall has to start with a willingness to come to you. In the first week or two I’ve been heavily rewarding attentiveness to me, so by 9 or 10 weeks, coming to me on their own is a happy experience. If this needs more work, Sue Ailsby’s training levels begin with this come without the word “come”.

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For Sue’s exercise, and mine, I want to begin to introduce the idea that they come when I call them too. Volunteers are needed, standing in a circle and one at a time getting the pup’s attention without saying “come”. Clapping hands, whistles, most any sound you make can get a pup’s attention.

Once they look at you, a treat gets dropped at your feet. They will come for that treat, and get a click before they get the treat. Then another person gets their attention and does the same thing. With some repetition, a pup will begin to immediately look when you make a noise.

I will alter this slightly, by using their name the second they look at me. I’m passively reinforcing for them that their name means to “look at me”. I also play that “Name Game” seperately, to actively teach them, but I’ll combine it with this exercise.

When the pup is readily coming on their own, even before I’ve dropped a treat, that’s when to add the word “come”.

This part I really practice alot before starting to add minor distractions, like practicing when the neighbor’s cutting the grass or the radio’s on.

Right now I’m talking about 8-16 week old pups, so I don’t expect their recall to be rock solid anywhere and all the time yet. There are a thousand distractions in a puppy’s world, so I really take my time.

Sue suggests turning it into a find me game, which is a great idea, as is her thought of playing it with hats or sunglasses etc that alter the people’s appearance. So is making an obstacle course they have to get through to reach you, like a little maze!

WHAT’S NEXT?

I slowly add all the sounds, sights, smells, and movements that a service dog might encounter in a familiar place first, like the living room or back yard. “Borrow” a shopping cart that someone pushes around while you practice, or have someone dropping things.

The idea is to gradually add difficulty, not going straight from come in the living room to come at the dog park! Build sucess upon success, and if you get a “failure”, go back down to easier stuff and rebuild confidence (and habit).

Many trainers have recall classes, and you could also take advantage of those to practice in a distracting environment (ooh I wanna play with that lab). You can take them just to watch, too. If you can get a fast learned recall, great! If not, you’ve laid the foundations to build on.

Dream pup…by Lisa Harmon

Kenai and his tennis ball, 19 weeks old

Today Kenai is 19 weeks old. Wow, almost 5 months old, the little big guy. Here he is with his tennis ball, getting some exercise. The pic looks a bit blurry because I had to enlarge it using the handles. WordPress!! Fix your picture uploader so I can have a larger size!!

Anyway, I’m so, so glad he will at least chase a ball, since it gives him more running than just a turn in the field. He gets this contented tiredness about him after a good ball chasing session: stretched out on the couch, all satisfied and sleepy. He gives off some happy vibes, I’m telling ya!

The past 24 hours have been rough, at least on me. So be prepared for a long-winded blog post. Kenai must have gotten into something, eaten it, or drank some cruddy water outside, because he has had diarrhea since yesterday. But he doesn’t have a fever, he’s eating and drinking just fine. No signs of outright illness. The poopy troubles don’t seem to slow him down much…he’s actually been wanting to play more.

I was up all night, running him in and out to potty, so you can guess how much playing I’m good for! How is it that he can get a case of die-in-the-rears and break his blue (brown) funk at the same time? He’s wanting to play? What is he thinking? He’s lucky I can still walk with my eyes open! Right now that falls under the heading of multitasking…

The immodium and fiber crackers didn’t even slow down his butt-lifting poops, the pepto and rice doesn’t look like it will be effective either. The vet can’t see him until tommorrow, so it’s looking like another night spent going in and out. Uuhhg, Kenai, will you STOP with the tummy troubles!?

Not exactly a birthday party, pups. I’m sorry, love. But at least you get some ‘people food’, with all that rice, hamburger, and peanut butter. Maybe it’ll make up for the goopy pink pepto.

On the upside, we’ve gotten some good news about our other furry pack member, BB. He’s Kenai’s littermate, the one he’s been pining for since May 4th, when we took him for his surgery. BB’s temp is down, and the resistant staph infection at the lower incision is being killed by the antibiotics!

He’s perked up, is eating like he hasn’t seen a bowl of food since birth, and has lost that glazed over countenance he had when we saw him last Monday. BB’s back to being BB, all bright and playful. His vet, Dr. Fox, will be taking a ring off his external fixator and starting his physical therapy this afternoon. Ouch. Poor kiddo. That’s gonna hurt.

As tired as I am, my picture taking abilities are a bit impaired. But Kenai’s playtime this morning was a beautiful one, as far as the light and rich green color all around us. This isn’t his best pic, but I loved the shafts of light through the trees as the sun rose on his play session.

It may not be Kenai’s best shot, but it is a pretty pic of our front yard at sunrise. I wanted so much to reclaim the back yard this spring, and maintain the front too. It’s been a bad year for my fibro and fatigue, and I get so discouraged when I see all my hard yard work be eaten up by weeds I don’t have the energy to yank. I really need a couple loads of mulch and a year of sustained energy.

With all the upset about BB being gone, Kenai’s SD obedience training has become hit and miss. Some days, all the energy and work we’ve done seems to have vanished like the dew in the field. That’s when I really become worried that he doesn’t have the desire and drive needed to become a service dog.

Then Kenai will give me afternoons like this one: he put on his new Easy Walker harness, and became my little dream pup when we went to the vet to get his ears retaped. When we got home, he did a 15 minute obedience practice with hardly a bobble. Makes me wish we hadn’t put off his class until next week.

Kenai did his sits, downs, stay, and waits with hand signals only. He stared at that most specatularly wonderful liver treat 2 inches from his nose, and never reached for it because I said “leave it”. He’s got the idea of heel and front, and he’s starting to come with a hand signal in addition to the word.

Even with days like today, I worry. Guess I’m just kinda a ninny at times. I’m scared of all the potential failures banging about on the edges of my life. If Kenai fails, or I fail Kenai, alot of my hopes for creating a life from scratch fail too. Sometimes I really wish I could be a normal person, who can work full time, and handle the stress of a full life.

There’s a painfully useless feeling when you have fibromyalgia and chronic fatigue. Friends fade away, and family doesn’t always understand or help. When you have fibro, you find yourself isolated, even from the people you love the most. You watch the opportunities you hoped and pray for go by and know you cannot do what you had dreamed. It takes your life, without killing you.

I don’t really like to complain anymore, because it can easily become wallowing. But I hope that maybe someone reading this will get a bit of insight into what their loved one with fibro or chronic fatigue is going through. That’s why I talk about it here fairly often. The effects of these illnesses are so difficult to explain when you really, really need someone to understand.

Training Kenai is a mountainous undertaking. As easy as he is to train and live with, the next 2 years will be absolutely grueling. And I have no one to help me with it day to day. But it is a giant leap out of helplessness. Perhaps it isn’t fair to put so much hope on his furry shoulders, but Kenai is my ticket to a life. His pack will carry alot more than just school books and keys.

Where there’s hope, there’s also fear. Just how it is when you wander off the reservation, refusing to remain trapped in a world of “I can’t”. Hope and fear travel together. And bitterness is the result of a hope not fulfilled. I’ve never met a bitter person who hadn’t lost their hope.

I’ve been there, having felt so worthless when I first became so ill I couldn’t function. I was angry, bitter, and despairing. I was a bear to live with, I’m sure. If I had tried having Kenai then…it would have been ugly. I wouldn’t have deserved his love and loyalty.

I may not be deserving now, but I try. He gives me a reason to hope for more: I love him too much to give up. Everyone needs that. Everyone needs a love that goes deeper than fear, or we do give up, don’t we? For me, it’s Kenai and my faith. Mostly Kenai. The faith is catching up still. Probably because Kenai I can touch and see. Faith is about what ya don’t see. That one takes a bit more practice…

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