Puppy Agility

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What’s this? I have a blog? Oh right!

So, Penny & I started a beginning dog agility class three weeks ago. We’ve done four different kinds of obstacle introductions thus far: table, plank, tunnel, and jumps.

Each time, it goes like this:

Penny & I approach the obstacle.

Penny pulls away and looks terrified.

I drag Penny up/across/through, she resists the whole way and is terrified.

We get back in line.

Penny & I approach the obstacle.

Penny hops up and does whatever it is flawlessly, like she’s been doing that her whole life.

I internally facepalm.

She’s still a fearful dog, but now instead of running away from everything (she still does that too, sometimes), she barks and growls, especially at carts, skateboards, children that are running towards her, surfboards, anyone who happens to be walking near our building at work.

It’s not all woe and despair though! She now no longer is crated at all, day or night. We leave our bedroom door open and she wanders around the house. I have no idea where she goes, but Mike reports she’s often on the tile by the front door if he’s downstairs. We started this after one night she woke us up frantically nosing/pacing back and forth because SHE HAD TO GO OUTSIDE RIGHT NOW OMG OPEN THE DOOR. We knew she knew not to go indoors and to take all necessary measures to find a human. (Two nights ago, she resorted to barking at the front door until someone got up.)

It’s a lot easier not to have to worry about where she is at all times and if she needs to go outside. She (sort of) can tell us.

I suppose my next goal in dog-dom is to actually be able to leave her at home while we go to work. I know tons of people must do this, but it seems like such a horribly long time. It’s probably my problem more than hers.

With that, I leave you with Vulture Dog.

From Penny
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One thought on “Puppy Agility

  1. When we first got Eleanor, we totally projected human emotions on to her. Like, “that cage is too small! she’ll feel like she’s in jail!” or, as above, “home alone for 8 hours?! torture!”

    To the point where when we first did it, we actually setup a camera so we could watch her while we were gone because we felt SO guilty. You know what she did? She slept. The. Entire. Time.

    What helped us get over any guilt we had with Eleanor was working with the San Diego Pug Rescue. Seeing the conditions some of the fosters were coming from and how previous owners treated them, we really got an idea of just HOW lucky Eleanor was to have a family that loved her enough to even leave her inside while we were gone. To some dogs, even THAT is a luxury.

    We all wrestle with these feelings and over time we find our own way of adjusting. Everyone does things differently 🙂

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