I’ve been doing a lot of learning on Samson’s behalf lately. Today it all came together.
As you can see in the picture above, Samson is hanging out with the group for the photo. Unlike the last photo I posted where he was represented by just a tiny tip of a leash, as he walked out of shot to do whatever he damn well pleased!
I was giving Samson small-dog slack for a long time. He was manageable even though I knew in the back of my mind that he knew he was getting away with not listening. Then I eventually got tired of him straight up ignoring me. You know, the kind where they look at you, consider their options, and then blatantly opt to not follow your directions. So for the past few weeks Samson has been doing more earning of his off-leash roaming privileges. This includes holding a spot for photos.
I feel like kind of a jerk, or an egomaniac or something, making this “harmless” little guy listen to all my obnoxious bossiness.
These five dogs and I were hiking in Sibley. Beautiful, hot day. Walking under some shady trees. All of a sudden: rattling! right under my feet! I pick up the pace with Tootsie in tow, “come on everybody let’s go!” Thankfully Banner, Ani and Pepa were already up ahead, as usual. Samson was hanging back, typical, leaving his mark every ten feet. With Tootsie out of harm’s way, I look back to see Samson seriously walking TOWARD this giant rattling snake in the middle of the path that is coiled up ready to strike anyone’s tiny little head. So I get majorly intense and moderately hysterical in my commands, “SAMSON! NO! SAMSON! COME!” Thankfully this time he took me seriously and zipped up the trail, and we left that big scary snake in the dust. Of course everyone got lots of praise for being such good snake-avoiders.
It was a stark reminder that this is the scary stuff we’re planning for in all our group sits, on-leash breaks for non-listeners, millions of recalls, chill car rules, and the obedience practice practice practice. Good safe hikes for good dogs!
(Ani, Pepa, Tootsie, Samson, and Barn Dog)
It’s been over 4 months since Barney’s been on a group hike, since his car accident. He did super well and got along great with some new buds.
<3<3<3 you Barney, gonna miss you much on your hiatus.
Pepa and I recently got to spend some quality time with a (1 year old, intact, mouthy :) ) German Shepherd named Finn. Once he figured out that Pepa prefers to not have her whole head inside his mouth, we were well on our way to a lovely weekend. It helps that Finn has a lot of training under his belt, so it was easy to tap into his good manners even when he was playin wit me.
In our adventures, we found some sculptures. We also practiced better obedience in the house with the help of a long leash.
Speaking of long leashes, we also hiked Leona Canyon (with Finn on a long leash, as pictured above). I had heard rumors that the trail had been very degraded by the masses of dog walkers who use it for their daily hikes, but I had yet to see it for myself. It was immediately apparent that the “No Dogs in Creek” signs are not respected (whether by dog walkers or dog owners, I can’t say). I would suggest that if people can’t keep dogs out of the creek, to try using a long leash like Finn is sporting happily above. Not only does it help with listening, but it helps protect our beautiful East Bay Regional Parks.
There were no other cars in the parking lot when we pulled in. I quickly learned why! Within 5 minutes of our hike we were all dripping with mud. The mud cake on my boots was 4 inches all around at some points. But we still had fun though!
Mabel is such a Pepa-copy-cat. So that means her recalls are on point and her sits-at-a-distance are getting there. She was literally looking at Pepa sitting far away, and then would sit where she was. Too good!
Ani, Diablo, and Pepa being nutso but also under control.
This group got lots of compliments on the trail today, and Zawadi was doing a great job being stationary (sit or down) and letting dogs pass us without lunging at them. Practice practice practice!
Emily A, Urban Dog Walker
with Barney, Pepa, Zawadi, and Diablo.
Four well-behaved dogs.
Many group “sit”s.
30 minutes of drama-free badass urban trekking.
Mabel, the little golden retriever puppy, is now 7 months old and ready for more off-leash freedom. I worked with her on a remote when she was younger, and she figured it out easily. But she needed a more solid foundation before it would be a useful tool for her family.
Today she went on a hike with some of my regulars, and I was practicing the e-collar with her on a long leash. She listened great and got along with the other dogs splendidly. Yaay!!