|I'm not nearly as interested in you as I am that treat!|
So combined with the fact that he's rather strong and gets all wild when we see an animal (oh, also that he's a pit bull and we have a MICROSCOPE on us) we needed to really do some training. I want Barry to be so well behaved that people just can't help but change their minds. Also, I'd love to be able to walk him and enjoy it thoroughly. Not that I don't enjoy our walks but, well, I kind of don't right now. The frigid winter temps don't help either.
|Wild best peering through the exotic house plant... Can it be tamed?|
Training was each Sunday evening. Our first training session was just Barry, Husband, me and the trainer. We were starting up a week after the first class started but were allowed to continue and we'd just make up the time. There were a few hitches right away - such as the fact that the lady I spoke to on the phone said class would start on Sunday but she meant Saturday. Technically we were signed up for Saturday classes but we were able to get it changed. Our trainer was great. She was amazing with Barry. The second week there was no class because the trainer was sick. The second class also included two other women and their small sweet dogs, Daisy & Madison. They were so great and didn't mind Barry getting all up in their little dog's business. He did too. A couple of times. I think it lost it's magic, though, once he's sniffed and they sniffed and they were all friends. He calmed down after those couple of times. I was just grateful their owners didn't judge Barry. They seemed to like him. The trainer seemed to like him too.
|What's not to like? Look at me!|
The last couple of classes were combined with a puppy training course. This sort of became chaos. There were probably 4 or 5 other new dogs suddenly in this smallish room all for training. The three original dogs and us, their owners, were stuck repeating old commands and working on things we'd learned. We did a couple of things to mix it up by having our dogs walk through the pet store and keep their attention when they walked by the puppies. So FUN! Barry hadn't been properly introduced to any of the puppies, and with good reason. He is 100X their size and full of energy. Because he hadn't been properly introduced he was just dying to sniff and lick each of them! Unfortunately (or fortunately?) we want to be polite to any of the dogs and their owners so we just couldn't allow Barry to introduce himself to all the new puppies - not with his typical rude behavior. The classes eventually got so boring and so repetitive (even for us) that we were just trying to get through it and trying to see that this was a good thing for Barry and good for us as well. Toward the end of the last few classes (when the puppies were brought in) Barry would start talking, well, that's what I call it, loudly over the trainer. He would be making this strange sounding yapping noise, similar to someone talking really loud in a strange language that might be drunk and/or deaf. Ya follow? Anyway, all attention was on Barry and I don't think he actually liked the attention. He would get antsy and upset and pee a little in the room. The funny thing was that there were all these small dogs, most of which were puppies, then there's the biggest dog in the room, Barry the pit bull, all excited and yappy in this small obedience training class. He was the big oaf making strange noises and tinkling in front of everyone. God, he is so lucky we love him dearly.
|I am lucky. So glad you rescued me!|
Next up on training: The Behaviorist House Call