They say you can't teach an old dog new tricks. It isn't really true, strictly speaking. But we do get a little harder to train with age.
Luckily, I'm still young.
After months of complaining about my behavior, Mom called someone.
Mind you, I think my behavior is fine. I am enthusiastic, and assertive. I am puppy-like, really. But a big puppy. Who's totally in charge of the entire neighborhood. And who is, chronologically, a little past puppyhood.
I can't imagine what's bad about that.
Mom called her friend Max Alligood, who's a trainer with Bark Busters. Max came over, and got to know me a little better. I liked that he came to my house. I don't feel as jumpy when I have my Things, and he didn't seem threatening on My Turf.
We talked, we walked. He got pretty pushy. Apparently, according to him, it's not a good thing that I'm in charge.
While I know, in my admittedly not-too-large dog brain, that Mom is my Alpha, I forget when I get outside and start smelling eau de neighborhood pup on the air...
I stand taller, I prance higher, I tug harder. I take inventory. I can smell them: bossy jack russells, clumsy-footed labradoodles, the giant great dane, the three-legged lab from up the block, the proud mini pin, the australian cattle dog around the corner, the chihuahua that needs to be reminded how little he is, the border collie that thinks she's really smart, the weimerauner that looks like he matches someone's couch,... that show-offy well-behaved other boxer... and the CATS....they ALL need to know I'm the Boss.
Apparently, Coach Max and Mom both disagree. He called me the "worst dog" he's seen all year. While I'm certain he just hasn't seen many dogs (After all, I know all those dogs I just mentioned - and some of them have very bad things to say, if you speak Dog. Which I do.), I'm still a little insulted.
I'm going to try really hard. And I'm going to get really good. I just know it. I love a pat on the head, a treat, a belly rub. I'm going to work a little harder at earning them, and at making Mom look good.
And if you have a dog that could use a little coaching? Call Buckhead Pet Pals and we'll refer you to Max. If you book with him, he'll have a little something extra for you.
I'll keep you posted on how this goes, but I'm betting on "Most Improved." (I'll still be the Boss of the Neighborhood, but I'll try to be a little more subtle about it.)
