Nail trimming video

Rewarding Behaviors Dog Training pointed out this video, saying  “Colleen Koch is one of my favorite friends, trainers, and veterinarians. Check out her great nail trim video: Could you imagine if all vets were this behavior-savvy? A girl can dream!”

It’s worth a watch – it’ll give many dog owners something to aspire to. How many of us take the dog somewhere to have her nails clipped? One local pet store does free nail trims of you spend $45. Takes two people and sometimes a muzzle, the dog gets pinned to the floor – it doesn’t look like a lot of fun for any of those involved.

Chico and I have arrived at a point where, with a lot of great treats, I can carefully clip his nails. It was not something I was able to train. It was something I asked Julie to train during a week when he was at her house for board and train and she said it wasn’t easy. He had some very bad associations with nail trimming and she worked with him for hours over his stay.

So nail trimming is a work in progress for us. How about your dog?

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The old Chico

Chico is so greatly improved that some folks don’t believe he is, or ever was, a problem dog. That’s got me thinking about how it used to be – he was so much trouble, so much work. So many things upset him, he had so little self control, it was, on some days, a bit of a nightmare.

One of those days was the day a certain letter arrived from my landlords.

Feb. 7, 2011

Dear Annie,

We hope you will be willing to spend some time talking with us about ways in  which Chico might be a little more controllable. As it stands now, charming as he can be when he’s feeling fine, he is pretty scary when he’s not.  Here are some of the things we would like to talk over with you.

We are afraid that Chico’s instinctive “thrill of the chase” will eventually put him so close to a car or snow blower or lawn mower, that he will really injure himself, or worse.

We are also concerned about people innocently driving or walking up the road and being faced with a very aggressive dog coming at them at top speed. Children in particular could be terrified. And of course, the real fear is that he will eventually bite someone.

I once went to your back door to drop off an empty egg carton, and was greeted by vicious barking and snarling, as though he wanted nothing more than to break through the door and kill me!  Mark has had the same experience.  Of course Chico was defending his territory, but this does make us wonder what will happen if, in your absence, someone needs to get into your house to fix something in an emergency situation.

We know that you have taken Chico to training sessions, and continue to work with him, but we hope that you will make a habit of keeping him on a leash when he is outside so that he is under control at all times. The Tamworth Leash Law states that a dog must be under the complete control of its owner.  Some dogs will respond to voice commands, but many won’t with any regularity or dependability, and so far, Chico seems to be mostly in that category.

Another problem, which may not be as easy to fix, is constant barking when you are away and anyone is anywhere near the house.  You will remember the J problem, and I’m afraid it’s déjà vu all over again!  We will have a very difficult time renting the other side of the house under these circumstances.

We don’t think that a well behaved, under- control dog will present any problems to the Trustees, but I’m afraid of [their] reaction otherwise.

I had understood you to say that Chico’s presence was going to be temporary, so I bent the rules.  Now that it appears to be permanent, we really need to work out ways to solve the problems which have arisen.

In my defense, I had asked permission a number of months before to make Chico’s temporary stay a number of months before, in an embarrassed letter emphasising the irony of my request, because the no-dogs policy was a response to my problems with other tenants’* badly behaved dogs.

Of course, my immediate (somewhat panicked) response was to get a private lesson with Julie to address this letter point by point. This was a year after Chico came to me and not only was I completely in love with him, but I had hundreds of hours and hundreds of dollars invested in improving his behavior. No way was I going to give him up.

I’ll share our action plan in the next post.

* While I live on 300 acres that belongs to a local family, my actual living space is a converted passageway between a farm house and its barn – here in New England that’s called the ‘el’ – and in the eight years I have rented here there has been an ever-changing cast of characters living in the main part of the house.

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Meeting a dog, behaviors for humans

Chico is a pretty sociable guy, but he doesn’t like people to force their attentions on him. He’d much rather have you squat down to his level, maybe even turning away from him, and let him come to you, than have you walk over to him and lean down to pet him. And he’s not alone in that. I do a lot of positive reinforcement when kids ask before touching Chico, and, when they don’t ask, I do my best to step in quickly and prevent situations where there’s any chance of things going wrong.

At the fabulous Cook Memorial Library in my town on of the librarians gave me a book to read the other day – it’s all about manners for humans meeting new dogs.

Wonderful illustrations.

There’s wonderful advice about reading dog body language presented in a whimsical interaction between some children and one owner’s ‘pack.’

Just a day later, I stumbled upon this post, To pet or not to pet?, at Success Just Clicks. The author has some good pictures and explanations of dog body language. I wish that more people were educated to read canine body language, humans would be a lot safer and dogs would be a lot happier.

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Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde

One recent Saturday I had volunteered to take notes at a forum held by my town’s Economic Development Commission, so Chico and I went on down to the Town House around 10 in the morning. There were about ten people when we arrived, but more came soon. Chico was much more interested in finding crumbs on the floor than in any of the people, but he was quite sociable with both the people he already knew and with new folks.

I took a seat in the back row so Chico could curl up in the corner behind me, near where I’d put a bowl of water, and gave him a bone. He promptly took his bone and went and laid down in front of the front row. He didn’t stay long, as people filled the chairs, he came back to me and settled at my feet. One of his acquaintances was next to me and while I typed, he mooched her for pets. It worked.

Look at Chico – in a confined space, accepting pets from someone he doesn’t know very well. What a good, brave, boy. Conquering his fears every day.

Yes, it was warm, but at that moment he was breathing a little hard, in a kind of nervous way, but on the whole, he was relaxed and happy.

He even felt relaxed enough to attend to an itch.

And eventually,when people were really settled,

Chico moved to my other side and stretched out in the aisle.

After the event I went to the Lyceum to email my notes to the Commission. It’s the off season, downtown Tamworth isn’t very busy and Chico’s behavior is so much improved that I let him walk down Main Street near me, off the leash. He trotted into the Lyceum ahead of me and looked around to see who was there. The small Farmers’ Market was taking place and one of the vendors, who’s had a watchful eye on Chico since the early days of our first summer together (when he went to the Farmers’ Market in his special clip-in-the-front harness and his muzzle, with a handful of super-high-value treats practically glued to his nose) looked surprised to see me following him.

It turns out, Chico was so calm, happy, and relaxed this person thought he was another local dog, named Jasper.

This is Jasper, from the front.

Jasper from above.

To me, and to Jasper’s people, the two of them are easy to tell apart, but if you don’t live with one of them, it is entirely different. But here’s the cool thing: Jasper is a really relaxed, happy, mellow, sociable dog. He has been described as the Dr Jekyll to Chico’s Mr Hyde. And now this person’s eyes said that I was with a relaxed, happy, sociable dog of Jasper & Chico’s shared size and coloration, and the first thought was that it had to be Jasper, it couldn’t be Chico. The vendor kind of spluttered at me, “What are you doing with…is that…wait, if that’s your dog, where’s the harness and stuff?”

If you ask me, that’s a real sign of how far Chico has come.

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Mt Katherine

On a windy Friday Chico, Sophie (and her person N), and I went for a walk up Mount Katherine. It’s a short hike to a good view.

N with Sophie and Chico, who are ignoring the view. By the tilt of Chico’s head and the way Sophie is focused on N’s hand, I’d say they are concentrating on a treat she has for one of them. Just guessing, but I bet the guy who’s sitting is the recipient.

The wind was gusting over 40 miles an hour at the top, but it’s such a rarity for me to be with someone who has the presence of mind to remember to take a picture of me and Chico on our adventures, I thought I’d put this up.

The dogs did good parallel play (each having a fine time on their own, not playing, not fighting, just not interacting) all the way up the mountain and when we spooked a bear neither of them went after it.

Have I mentioned lately that Chico is the very best exercise partner I ever had?

How can I not love the critter that motivates me to go to places this nice?

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William Wegman interview

I have always loved William Wegman’s photos of his Weimeraners.They’re sometimes silly, sometimes elegant, always interesting, like this one:

The Morgan Library & Museum in New York is currently having a show that examines the ways in which the artists, writers, and composers represented in the Morgan’s collection used animals to think and create. It’s titled In the Company of Animals and runs through May 20. There’s a great interview with Wegman about his working relationship with the many dogs he’s had over the years. One thing Wegman talks about is a period when he didn’t do any photography, only painting and drawing, and how disappointed his dog seemed not to be part of the work being done every day. And yes, he also talks about our tendency to project human emotions upon so-called dumb animals.

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Chico’s Home away from home

Most of the times I visit my family in DC Chico doesn’t go with me, there isn’t a lot of room where I stay. Instead, Chico goes to Kathy and Ben’s, about 30 minutes from Scranton, PA. They have ten acres and two dogs (Harley and Flossie) and Ben works from home, so it’s a great place for Chico – he to ‘help’ Ben. For Chico helping consists largely of lying near Ben and keeping him company while he works, they both enjoy it.

We’ve been doing this for about a year now and the three dogs are really used to each other. At first there were some significant conflicts between Chico and Flossie, but they have each decided that the other is annoying but not worth troubling with. They mostly just stay out of each other’s way. Flossie is a mixed breed too and she also has a lot of herding dog in her blood. Like Chico, she tends to be bossy; barking at anyone having too much fun or making too much noise. The second dog at Kathy and Ben’s is Harley, their adult son’s dog. Harley is a gentle soul and he’s the one who has really made friends with Chico.

Harley (l) and Flossie (r).

On the second visit it was reported to me that Chico and Harley were playing, really playing, but I didn’t ever get to see it because when I arrived, Chico went back to owning me and staying by my side to keep anything and everything further from me than he was. Kinda like this:

Chico is telling Flossie that she's too close to me. When I pushed the shutter release his head was resting on my knee. In the time it took my phone's camera to actually snap the image, Flossie got just a little too close - that's her paw at top right of frame - and Chico whipped around to tell her that "you're too close to my human, back away from my human."

Harley and Flossie don’t get a lot of treats, so they know me as the lady who brings special bones (I buy assorted bully sticks by the pound and try to have one for each of them when I come to pick Chico up).

Last time we were at Kathy & Ben’s talk turned to relations between dogs during Chico’s early visits. The dogs were lying at our feet, each chewing a bully stick, and memories of first days when they might have fought over the treats prompted me to shoot a little video of the three dogs and their bones. It’s grainy and way over a minute long – I realize that only Chico’s most passionate followers will watch the whole thing. The rest of you are excused.

Pretty content puppies, don’t you think?

The early months with Chico were filled with me learning to manage him, not even train him, just manage him. It was a blur of constant watchfulness, desperate searches for solutions to behavioral issues, hundreds of treats for the smallest hint of desirable behavior, special apparatus and hours of research and training. These I’m getting feed back from the world that he is a different dog. Some people don’t believe he was ever a problem dog. I’m so happy that he’s having a calmer and more peaceful life.

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Chico visits an art gallery

While visiting my cousin Eva in South Dartmouth, Mass, I met Dedee Shattuck who invited us (that’d be me and Chico) to come see her eponymous gallery, the Dedee Shattuck Gallery, in Westport, MA.

Just starting their second year in business, the season’s opening show was photographic prints by Sebastian Lassalle, many of them made from large format negatives. The images are deliciously detailed, composed like paintings, and, for a moment or two, I flirted with the idea of buying one them. Then I realized that I’d have to abandon some of my existing art to have a place to hang the photo, so I moved on from that idea and just appreciated the images.

The images were hung a bit too high for Chico to see, so I dropped the leash and let him enjoy the gallery his way. That was to go from corner to corner, looking out the floor-to-ceiling windows. Then I posed him for this picture:

Doesn't Chico look great on this hand-crafted bench?

Chico was a perfect gallery visitor: he didn’t say a word when other patrons came into the gallery (the old Chico would have run at them barking), he waited patiently for me to do my looking around, when he was invited to he greeted strangers with a wag of the tail, he accepted petting from strangers. To my mind, this outing was a complete success.

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Fun in Eva’s garden

My cousin Eva Sommaripa is an innovative market gardener. She has been at it for about 30 years and her farm is always a real pleasure to visit. When Chico and I were there recently, we both had a blast. Chico met a dog he really liked and I got to garden with my cousin.

That grey lump isn't a rock, it's Mozzie, offering himself as a play-partner.

And here they are getting to know each other better. After this, the real play started. There's a bit of video of that at my post "Mozzie and Chico play."

At Eva’s garden here’s something like 8 acres under cultivation, mostly in herbs and greens. Eva is a wildcrafter, a barterer, a creative cook, and the leader of a merry band of farmers, pickers and packers. She knows 101 uses for everything she grows or picks from the wild and when she describes ingredients to chefs, her passion for plants and food comes through as an irresistible sales pitch. Once Eva has told you all the things you can do with juniper berries (believe me, gin is just the beginning), it is just about impossible to say “no” to a few pounds of them.

The space under this old apple tree is used to produce daffodils for market (they'll bloom and be done before the tree leafs out), there are berry bushes to the left of frame, in the front is a raised bed. Sharp eyes will pick out the wild onion under the apple tree. To most people, wild onion is a weed. Not in this garden. Wild onions, it seems, are used in high-end restaurants, perhaps pickled and use in expensive martinis.

Green houses galore, a total of, I believe, nine. There's something being cultivated everywhere you see those pieces of wood stuck in the ground.

The same general area from a different angle. That's Bill, the head of the packing team, in the red sweater.

Two little houses that are almost always full of people, greenhouse number one on the left, on the right with a brick chimney is the pizza oven that someone built for a wedding reception a few years ago.

Swinging the view to the right, towards the tree under which the wild onions grow, here's the rhubarb patch, under the rye straw that Eva grows just to use as mulch. Behind the rhubarb are rows of raised beds, just waiting to get cleaned up and put to work.

There is also a large field, surrounded by 10 or 12 foot tall fencing to keep deer out. It has rows of greens and herbs and tunnels, high and low, protecting cool weather crops that produce for much of the winter.

My pictures barely begin to show what’s going on there, so here’s a short video that shows the garden and gives some history of Eva and her garden. And here’s a blog post about Eva, chef Didi Emmons, and Wild Flavors – the cookbook that Didi wrote about cooking from Eva’s garden. And if you’re thinking this post is a bit off-topic, remember that Eva’s garden is where Chico and Mozzie played.

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Agility trial March 31 & April 1

Chico and I entered our fourth or fifth agility competition at American K9 Country in Amherst, NH last weekend and it went very, very well. Agility work and trials (and, let’s face it, just about everything I do with him) are about building his self confidence, increasing his self control, and adding socialization experiences to make him better adjusted and thus easier to get along with.

To that end, I have never been attached to running clean (not going over the course time, refusals, no knocked down bars, or – hardest for us – not going off course) but instead concentrated on lots of other things. Those included Chico getting comfortable enough with the situation that he could have fun, being nice to other dogs while waiting our turn to run, him learning not to the ring before I could leash him, and him not wandering off to explore the edges of the ring while we were running or “going shopping for equipment*.”

This weekend my policy of keeping it fun and breathing deep, well, it kinda paid off. We entered five classes and ran clean in two of them. That earned Chico a green ribbon for each correct performance, one in Standard, one in Jumpers With Weaves (look here for a basic explanation of the two main categories of agility competition). It was really nice to have all our hard work express itself in this success and it was surprisingly satisfying to pick up those ribbons.

Sadly, my phone’s camera hiccuped and failed to save the video of the qualifying run in Standard and the qualifying run in Jumpers was about third from the last of the day on the second day of competition and everyone who was left at the arena was either competing or volunteering so there was no one to ask to record the run.

Next goal in this area? Try a trial at a new venue and see how that goes. New place means new distractions, will Chico be able to focus on me and follow my directions around the course? There’s a trial near my cousin’s this summer, I think we’ll try going there.

*Shopping for equipment is showing off – the dog runs around doing unrequested obstacles. He’s saying “Look, hey, look! I can do this. And this! And this one too!”

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