Reactive II Class withEmma Parsons, Author of Click to Calm Lately my Thursday nights were all about after-dinner siestas. Not this Thursday-- no time for napping, we were headed out of the door by 7pm to make it in time for Reactive Dog class! My mom calls it my special ed. dog training class... I really don't think I'm special ed. I do like seeing my 'friends' even if we don't actually get to play with each other. I'll just sleep on the way there.
The First Class Since it was the first session, we were hoping the other usual suspects, Otis & Shadow were signed up again. I didn't see them..And, Edge the naughty rottie wasn't there either. (His mom thought I could be his girlfriend:)) This means I was the only one repeating this time around, shucks. The new kids were Callie, a golden, Daisy some kind of cattle dog mix? (she wore a calming cap into class-never seen that before), Nola, a black chow chow, Max, a rottie, and me! Ok, so we have a new crew to get to know.
Tonight's Lesson: Reorienting to my mom I took my usual spot in the back of the class-mostly b/c i'm one of the rowdiest. We have these tall wooden barriers in between us so we don't go 'over threshold' (or what my mom calls 'going berserko') just by seeing each other. Then class starts with everyone taking a turn walking out in the middle of the room, jumping over poles, walking on a teeter totter and going back to their spots. When i look at another dog, look at my mommie, hear a click, it gets me some tiny pieces of chicken! Everyone else has to practice watching me & staying calm--then they're clicked & treated too. Oh yeah, there was this pretend door we walked through too. i went first and everytime i stopped to look at my mommie, guess what? click & chicken. That's when our homework assignment was announced-HOMEWORK!! I had to practice reorienting to my mom at doorways, going in & out of the car, blah blah blah.
Sounds easy?? Well...with all these new dogs, smells and sounds, it kind of got everyone a little wound up for the first night. A bit of Grrring... barking... lunging. for me, i like watching, i always try to peek around that barrier thing. i want to see what emma is talking about AND what everyone else is doing too. Come on! Isn't this suppose to be fun?
Grade:B- a little out of sortz from having time off for the holidays. Sorry, No Photos of class: we'll try to take pictures the next time.
Libby (wolf) 13 yr old Black lab/chow
Jazze (little juzze girl)
12 yr old Akita/chow
Rescues after the Wolfpack:
Kiki-masho7 yr old Akita/Husky
Hazel (nut nut) OLD! Black Lab/Akita