HOWEDY susan,
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> GreeGree graduates from her puppy class
Is that a click 'n nick class?
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> in a couple of weeks,
BWEEEHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!
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> and at graduation,
BWEEEAAAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!
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> we are all supposed to perform a trick we taught
> outside of class.
Oh? You jerk and ***and shock your dog
HOWEtside of class.
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> Not a problem,
Not for you.
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> she already knows a few, like "whack it" with a paw,
>"bouncy, bouncy", and of course, she retrieves goldenly :)
AMAZIN.
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> But I want to chain something cute, of the "go to
> the fridge and get me a beer" ilk.
Yeah. You shouldn't be drinkin beer
when you're trainin your dog cause
you might make a mistake and shock
her when she don't NEED to GET BURNED.
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> Here's a few I'm considering:
Try teachin her to flip assoverbucket with her
tail high above your head like you pal webweave
did to her dog Moon:
"Guy giggled at her ("skinny little neck") while
fastening on the ecollar. Moon let out a yippy
little gargle and FLEW. Straight up in the air -
- her tail was above my head. The guy said
"Jeee-zus." When Moon hit the ground, she
stuffed her head between my legs."
Date: 1999/08/31
WebbWeave wrote >
Hello mudhead,
What kind of surprises have you got for us today?
Something pleasantly de lightful, I expect...
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> This event was held in conjunction with a field trial
> inByers, CO -- ab out 85 miles from where we are. Long drive
> -- gave me much time for musing. (see subsequent posts -- or
> not, as you will) Byers has three (I believe) paved streets
> -- each about two blocks long . You get off the intertstate
> and you are on dirt roads. Moon loves (after tr ucks) dirt
> roads, and had her head out the sunroof the whole way (10-12
> miles ) to the site, all e***d. I felt a bit like a traitor.
If the shoe fits...
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> We were instructed to wait at the bottom of a small hill
> upon which the action was happening.
I can hardly wait to find out! Sounds exciting!!!
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> Idea was she (Moon) shouldn't see exactly what was going on.
> I could see fine. Also, she isn't deaf -- took just one dog
> to yipe and s he was interested.
I'll bet the spca would be interested, too!
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> When the second dog yiped, Moon *knew* there
> was Something UpThere that wasn't Good For Dogs.
But you didn't, huh?
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> Not that she much cared -- she wasn't up there, and there
> was a lot going on for her to watch.
I'll bet you were getting off in anticipation, weren't you?
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> I had her on a ***chain because she backs out of her
> buckle collar w ith the tags on it.
Can't imagine that you know anything about training.
No wonder your dogs back out of their collars, you
are using too much muscle, and absolutely no brains ...
You are doing everything wrong, and you are teaching
others to do likewise. That's***poor.
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> Guy giggled at her ("skinny little neck") while
> fastening on the ecollar.
I wish I could have participated in the revelry.
I'd try some skinny little necks on for size...
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> Attached a rope to her (tightened) buckle collar and sent us
> off up the hill. "Just hold the rope up over her back (stiff
> lariat-type rope) and let her sniff around and go where she
> wants."
Is NYC too far for her to want to go from you punks?
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> There was a lane mowed in the long grass, and we set of f up
> the hill. Moon was sniffing around, wandered into the long
> grass, and I was told to (well, nicely) get on with it. So,
> back in the mowed bit. Guided her around downbreeze of the
> snake, who was coiled up looking bored. Moon scented the
> snake, and beg an to move away.
And you missed the opportunity to BURN her, what
a shame. What happened n ext?
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> This was *obviously* not a friendly animal. Big dark grey
> rattler -- Mo on thought it wasn't of much interest. After
> one nose-wave, she was more interested in other smells.
> She wasn't going to approach on her own.
The dogs got more brains than you, what's the
problem, are you jealous???
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> The guy said all she had to do was look at it.
> Eventually, she did -- *ZAP!*
Bet you got off, huh?
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> Moon let out a yippy little gargle and FLEW. Straight up in
> the air -- her tail was above my head.
Yeah, that's the best part, isn't it? Gets your cookies off!
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> The guy said "Jeee-zus." When Moon hit the ground, she
> stuffed her head between my legs.
Poor dog, she doesn't understand that you are her tormentor,
does she? Ma ybe she does, she'd have to, but just like abused
children, they still love their abusive parents. At least till
somebody smartens them up. I can't smarten up your dogs,
but I can smarten up the people that read here, and you are
looking pitiful.
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> As instructed, I said nothing, and guided her around again.
> NO WAY was she going to look at that snake.
Too bad, I'll bet you were needing another RUSH, huh?
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> Big circle around it. Then we went on up the hill
> to where there was another snake. Guided her near it, and
> she circled a gain, head averted. Not a glance. The guy
> kicked the snake, who reared up and rattled. Moon chanced
> a glance -- *ZAP!*
Good, got off again, did you? I'll bet the dog enjoyed
the experience, didn't she?
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> She yiped and fell over backward.
That's nice. I like that, don't you?
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> Back between the legs.
Poor stupid dog. I'll bet she's wishing one of you were dead.
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> I heeled her back past the first snake, and she
> pushed me *very hard* away from it.
I think she was trying to push you into it, to get a taste of
your own me dicine.
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> By the time we were back at the bottom of the hill,
> no more snakes, she was her perky self.
And you were pleased as a pig in shit, huh???
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> We hung around for a while and watched the field trial.
> By the time I put her back in the car, she was fairly
> disappointed s he didn't get to run off and find some birds.
The only birds she'll find when she runs off to NYC are
pigeons. You like squab? Same thing.
About the "training" session? The entire job could be done
more effective ly using sound and praise.
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> Jane Webb
> Mudpie & Moonpie
> http://www.moonsgarden.com/
And then you people object when I point out that you are
abusive, rotten pigs? I don't think you quite understand
HOWE ignorant you really are.
I shouldn't beat around the bush like I tend to do.
"I know that most men, including those at ease with problems
of the greatest complexity, can seldom accept even the
simplest and most obvious
truth if it would oblige them to admit the falsity of
conclusions which they have delighted in explaining to
colleagues, proudly taught to others and which they
have woven, thread by thread, into the fabricof their lives."
Leo Tolstoy
Is it any wonder that the following sig file has generated
more complaints to my personal email than any other
controversial post I have made to date, bar none?:
caveat
If you have to do things to your dog to train him, that you
would rather not have to do, then you shouldn't be doing them.
If you have a dog trainer that tells you to jerk your dog
around, ***him, pinch his ears, or twist his toes, shock,
shake, slap, scold, hit, or punish him in any manner, that
corrections are appropriate, that the dog won't think of you
as the punisher, or that corrections are not harmful, or if
they can't train your dog to do what you want, look for a
trainer that knows Howe.
Sincerely,
Jerry Howe,
Wits' End Dog Training
http://www.moonsgarden.com/
Nature, to be mastered, must be obeyed.
-Francis
Bacon-
There are terrible people who, instead of solving a problem,
bungle it and make it more difficult for all who come after.
Who ever can't hit the nail on the head should, please, not
hit at all.
-Nietzsche-
The abilities to think, rationalize and solve problems are
learned qualities.
The Wits' End Dog Training Method challenges the learning
centers in the dogs brain. These centers, once challenged,
develop and continue to grow exponentially, to make him
smarter.
The Wits' End Dog Training method capitalizes on praising
split seconds of canine thought, strategy, and timing, not
mindless hours of forced repetition, constant corrections, and
scolding.
-Jerry Howe-
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