Yay! It’s National Dog Day!
All day long I’ve been seeing posts on all of the difference social media platforms, celebrating this special day to proclaim our love for our dogs! Lovely, right?
Not so fast.
People who believe and claim they love their dogs make some very interesting choices regarding the way they live with them and treat them.
They will spare no expense, buying little clothes to dress them up, buy the best food, buy cameras with which to watch them while we’re absent or enroll them in doggie daycare, take a million photos and videos, posting them to show the world how adored they are by their family, proclaiming them to be their “furbabies” or calling themselves the dog’s “mom”, and posting about the sacrifices they make for them.
And yet, many of these same people…
Will use collars that shock, vibrate, beep, poke, prong, choke to “train” or to issue “corrections” to manage their dog’s behaviors.
They will use halters that squeeze their dogs, restricting their natural movement and breathing, or halters that go around their dog’s muzzles designed to keep the dog from turning their heads because while on their sometimes twice-daily forced marches (walks) that people claim their dogs LOVE, because they react to every dog and person they see out of fear and pull like freight trains so this activity is a constant struggle for control.
They’ll use their leash to yank on the dog’s neck to get them to walk beside them or to stop them from sniffing at something while on the walk. This yank, too, is called “correction”.
They will put the dog outside for hours on end, alone, because their behavior inside the home is irritating and bothersome. Or, because they believe a dog should be given the opportunity to be outside in the fresh air, because they are dogs.
They will take their dogs on a walk or run in every kind of weather, sometimes twice a day, in extremes of hot or cold, in any kind of environment no matter how scary for the dog, sometimes for hours on end in an effort to exhaust the dog because they’ve been told, “a tired dog is a good dog”. Even when the dog resists going.
They’ll crate their dogs for the entire day, sometimes up to, or even beyond, ten hours a day while they’re at work.
They take their dog into every conceivable situation, face them with every kind of frightening environment for the dog, to make them get used to it and call this “socializing”. And correct them for what the people see as bad behavior, when in fact the dog is responding to the fear it is feeling.
They’ll shout at their dogs to shut them up or to make them behave, or use a loud, scary tone of voice to issue commands because they believe that’s how a “leader” should sound. They’ll use shouting and a scary, threatening demeanor when they find their dogs have toileted in the home or destroyed something in their absence claiming the dog “knows what they did”.
They will issue constant orders at their dog, known as commands, in an effort to control their every move so the dog doesn’t have the opportunity to behave naturally, learn naturally or relax.
They’ll hiss at their dog, or chop at it with their hand as a form of “correction”.
They will strive to constantly “stimulate” their dog, not allowing them the natural times of rest and relaxation which would normally comprise the bulk of the dog’s day, then become frustrated with their dog’s hyperactivity.
If we humans were on the receiving end of this treatment, would we perceive it as being “loved”? Would we feel celebrated?
On the whole, I can’t fault people for their choices because quite honestly I have made many, many mistakes myself. People can only do what they know, and often advice is issued by their veterinarians who aren’t schooled in dog behavior and training themselves, but rely upon trainers they know or have heard of from clients. Or, celebrity status has elevated individuals to the level of expert where they have no business being. There is a dizzying array of books, manuals and DVDs telling people how to achieve “success” with their dogs, how to produce the “perfect” dog through obedience training. And very much of this advice misses the mark when it comes to truly understanding the dog as an animal of high intelligence who acts out of strong, purposeful instincts.
Up until now all we’ve had are trainers who focus solely on the behavior of the dog, treating the behavior in isolation and treating the dog as if they’re stupid creatures who behave mechanically, so a mechanical approach is best, ignoring the fact that our dogs are intelligent, feeling animals with a culture all their own. And because of this, we aren’t addressing the true reason for the behavior itself.
Putting things in human terms, if our toddler is screaming, we search for the source of the distress; we deal calmly, patiently, proactively and lovingly with whatever it is that is causing the upset and we do it in such a way that the child understands and is calmed by our response. We don’t just scream at the child, or yank on his/her arm, or shove them outdoors, or put something on them that shocks/vibrates/sprays/chokes/prongs them to get them to stop, or shout at them if they’ve toppled a water glass 20 minutes before we find it when they won’t remember what happened and won’t understand why we’re upset with them and are scaring them. If we did any of these things, we could risk losing custody of our child.
But we cannot do better until we know there is a better way.
And there IS a better way to treat and train and live with your dog.
First, one must understand why the dog is doing what it’s doing in any given moment. Just knowing that your dog has a true reason behind its behavior opens a new connection between you. Understanding brings patience and compassion and real change.
So if we’re going to claim we love our dogs (and I have absolutely no doubt that most people truly DO love their dogs!), then we must open our minds to seeing our dogs in a different light, learn about how they see the world and why they do what they do.
When we do, we can discover that the love we thought we had for our dogs was nothing compared to what has been waiting for us on the other side of change, learning and growth.
Simple. Positive. Profoundly effective. #theABway
We, as so many others in the Eastern part of the U.S., have been living through an Arctic deep freeze. For us, this means that during the coldest parts of the night, our house ‘pops’. The cold makes our house make noises that, if one didn’t know what they were, could make a person think that someone is hurling bricks at it. This leads one of our dogs, Tinker, to begin barking.
Usually at about 3:30 AM.
In many people’s minds our dogs are being silly when they bark about such things. We of course know full well that there is no danger because we’re humans and we understand such things. But really, how can our dogs know there is no danger? They’re animals.
But many people do assume that because our dogs live in our homes that they, too, understand that these noises pose no real danger so being roused at 3:30 AM a few nights in a row is more along the lines of a reason to become frustrated, even angry with the dog. Some may lie in bed and shout at the dog to be quiet, or stomp over to the dog and show it by talking (shouting) angrily at it how angry they’re feeling at being awakened at that time of night.
But has this really provided clear reassurance to the dog that there is no threat and that there is nothing to be concerned about?
Quite the contrary. When we behave in these ways with our dogs, they look at us, see our upset and decide that their person is very concerned about the noise too and furthermore is looking to the dog to handle whatever this potential danger is because they’re simply too rattled to face the problem well. This precipitates more stress being experienced by the dog, and very often this greater experience of stress means increased vigilance by the dog, pairing with increased barked warnings. The situation has been made worse.
When in scary situations, we all look for assurance and information, don’t we? Someone to tell us that all is well and we can relax.
I think of a time when our boiler began making strange noises in the basement one night as it turned on to provide heat for the house. It would roar to life and shudder while doing so, rattling the house and I can tell you I was more than concerned; I was terrified. I ran to my husband in alarm, telling him something is terribly wrong and that I’m afraid the house will blow up. Of course he became alarmed as well. Neither of us is schooled in how boilers work or how to maintain them. So we called on those who do possess the knowledge and expertise…the authorities on boilers.
Thankfully, after explaining what was happening, the gentleman at our oil company told us what was happening which was a very simple thing of water somehow getting blown back into the exhaust and making a problem for the boiler. He then said that all we had to do was to push the “reset” button on the boiler and it would resume normal functioning.
He did all this in a calm, confident, relaxed and competent manner which immediately brought reassurance and calm to my husband and me. We pushed the button, and all was well once again.
My husband and I did exactly what our dog Tinker was doing: bringing to an authority’s attention that there was a possible threat to our safety and well-being in the hopes that we would receive support and information we needed in order to know whether there was further action to be taken.
In Tinker’s case, I simply walked through the rooms he inhabits, looked out of the windows in a relaxed and calm manner while he watched, uttered a calm, quiet, “Thank you”, and returned to bed. We all went back to sleep.
I did have to repeat it the next night, and this time our other dog, Emmett, got into the barking act. I did the very same thing for the both of them as I had done the first night. And we all went back to sleep.
Simple. Clear. Easy. Calm.
Think of the times you’ve been faced with a perplexing or alarming situation and see how your behavior is the same as your dog’s when he barks in alarm.
Calm communication providing information in the way our dogs can understand answers their needs and concerns in any situation with them, just as it does for us.
One of my clients reached out to me with a very upsetting experience this week, asking me what I think of “socialization”. Hmmm…
What had happened was that she and her husband had driven to a drop-off point, meeting their dog food distributor, and happened to have brought along their NewFoundland. While they had parked in a place that had been previously far enough away from other cars, for whatever reason other people began parking nearby. Their dog doesn’t spend lots of time riding in the car, but had accompanied his carers to food deliveries before but what occurred was completely frightening to the poor boy.
My client related that at first someone took their dog out of their car for bathroom break, and walked near to my client’s car. Her Newfie barked (appropriately) and was answered by my client, although she could then see he had been a bit ruffled and was now a bit more on alert. More cars began arriving. More concerned barking ensued.
Shortly after this little incident, a person approached my client’s truck, having heard him barking and began sticking their hand into my client’s car, while at the same time asking, “Can I pet him?Is he friendly?” The dog began to growl, while also trying to back away from the person’s hand. My client answered, “Yes, he is, but he doesn’t know you.” She also politely requested that they ignore the dog, and to not put their hand into the truck, because it’s the dog’s space. The person then began to instruct my client on socialization (apparently this individual has lived with Newfies, so of course believe they knew about the breed), how important it is for this type of dog to be “socialized”, etc., etc.
Then, shortly after, another person approached the truck and began to put their hand in through the open window to pet the dog, while the dog growled and backed up. My client’s husband asked the woman not to do this, that although he is a friendly dog, there is too much stimulation for him currently and he needed to calm down.
To put this scenario in a human perspective, suppose you’re sitting in your car, awaiting a delivery, as these folks were. Suddenly, someone you don’t know approaches your car and proceeds to put their hands in your face, your hair, and on your body. Think you would pull away? Perhaps even shout at the person, push away their hands and tell them off? I know I would!
Or suppose your children are sitting in their car seats in the back seat of your car and a stranger walks up and puts their hands on your children? In my mind, they would draw back a stump!
What is this bizarre notion that a dog is supposed to tolerate everyone’s hands on them? That somehow we should “make” them be instant friends with all they meet? Maybe train them to just put up with every person who wants to touch them, to get into their face and space. They are animals, concentrated on their survival every day. They cannot know who is kind and who isn’t by smell alone! And honestly, we share this same “stranger = danger” instinct with them. If a stranger comes to my door, I’m very cautious and keep the outer door closed to them until I learn what their presence means. If an unfamiliar person approaches my car, my window gets raised so I can feel safer. Imagine that you’re sitting at a stoplight and some random person jumps into your car with you. Are you going give him a big smile and ask where he needs a ride to? If he shows up in your living room unannounced, are you going invite him to tea?
Of course not!
It’s absolutely absurd for people to assume they can handle every dog they meet at that the dog “should” be thrilled about it. Dogs don’t have the language necessary to tell these kinds of pushy people to back off. They don’t have hands to push away those hands that are in their face. And often they are leashed so their ability to flee has been taken away or, in this case, they are in an enclosed space and have no means of escape.
They have teeth. That’s it.
The real crime is that if they should feel the need to use those teeth, after having given fair warning with a growl and demonstrated their wish to take flight by backing up as my client’s dog did as the intruder insisted they should be able to touch the dog, the one bitten would immediately cry foul, try to shame the dog’s carers by claiming they haven’t appropriately socialized their dog, and maybe even report the dog for a bite, saying there is something wrong with the dog and it’s vicious.
It happens every day.
It doesn’t have to. If people would learn about the true nature of their dogs, their dog’s perspective and survival needs, putting aside their own egos and investment as being seen as “dog people”, even take the time and interest necessary to learn what dog’s signals mean, then dogs would be given a choice, just as we given one another a choice about interaction, just as we give our children a choice about interaction.
It’s called empathy. It’s called compassion.
I often read the short, informational write-ups about dogs who are in need of a home and so many of them state the dog is the type that “needs to be with their person”, meaning the dog has suffered separation anxiety in the past, this is just a part of who they are, so they need to be adopted by a person who can be with them 24/7.
My heart sinks.
Not just because I know that separation anxiety is something that I regularly help my clients work through with their dogs to success, but also because I know that the dogs who are said to “have” separation anxiety will linger longer in shelters and rescues, some even to the point where they are put to sleep because a new family just can’t be found who can meet the dog’s needs. Those who seek to help the dog find a happy new home are without realizing it, dooming these dogs to lose out on a great home, just by typing those two dreaded words: Separation Anxiety.
People speak of separation anxiety as if it’s a kind of character flaw, something that is in the dog’s DNA make-up, something that just can’t be changed and is an integral part of who the dog is and it’s personality.
Separation anxiety occurs when a dog is mistakenly believing that it is responsible for the people in the household, so when the people leave and the dog can’t follow, the dog experiences very real panic. Think of yourself, watching your toddler walk out the door and you’re unable to follow to supervise and protect the baby. We could all honestly say we would ourselves go into a blind panic!
Dogs who are experiencing this separation anxiety will then try to find whatever has their person’s scent on it, in an effort to at least “feel” closer to the missing member. Very similar to a person going into their missing loved one’s room, finding an article of clothing that has been worn, and deeply inhaling their scent. (Interesting how we share instincts with our dogs, isn’t it?) Think of the items that are chewed most often; remote controllers, shoes, sofas. These are all thing which we spend lots of time handling/wearing/lounging on. Or, it may be the dog tries to tear through the door, the window casing, whatever is nearest to the exit the person regularly uses to leave the home, trying their level best to break out and find their “baby”.
Sadly, though, just finding their human’s scent isn’t enough, so the destruction begins. I’ve often been told by clients that they think the dog is “angry” or, “bored” and destroys to exact revenge or to just enjoy or busy themselves. This is far from the truth; chewing releases endorphins in the dog’s brain that help to calm them. In effect, our dogs will chew to self-medicate just to get through this horrible ordeal they’re experiencing. In human terms think of relieving stress by chewing fingernails, or even emotional eating!
What to do about separation anxiety? Simple. Communicate clearly to the dog, in the way the dog can actually understand, that they have no worries, no responsibilities for the people in the home and, in fact, the people are the ones responsible for keeping everyone safe and protected. When this is done consistently and calmly, establishing leadership and maintaining that position through every interaction of every day, the dog can then simply relax and take the opportunity to enjoy the quiet home, settling down for a good nap!
Want to learn how to communicate clearly with your dog? Call me.
Any changes in our dog’s environment can cause the dog to “ask questions”, that is display behaviors that we’ve either not seen in quite some time, or display new ones we’ve never seen. In our case, it was my husband’s schedule change once the new school year began.
John had been home all summer, all day every day, and the new school year meant he was once again leaving early in the morning and returning in the evening, sometimes late. I didn’t think too much about it until Emmett began some behaviors that I hadn’t seen in quite a long while. We’ve been applying Amichien Bonding with our dogs for approximately six years now and our dogs have calmed to such an extent that I hardly think about it anymore. So when Emmett began acting up, at first I didn’t quite catch on.
It began that first week with Emmett standing at the back door and barking as if asking to go out. Distracted, I would waited a few moments, then breezed by and opened the door to allow him outside. He didn’t go out but just stood there, sniffing the breeze. I closed the door. A few moments later he repeated this bark, looking at me expectantly once more. (I only know he looked at me because I checked in my peripheral vision). I didn’t comply, instead ignoring him. Emmett barked again. I left the room.
Now, the reason I did this was because Emmett had already been out that morning, just about an hour and a half earlier, so I thought this wasn’t a real “call of nature”, having given him the benefit of the doubt the first time. After all, we all have upsets from time to time. This time, however, I knew that this was his way of questioning and I answered in a way he immediately understood which was to not only ignore him, but to absent myself from him. Emmett is a very intelligent dog and one who leans toward the end of being an anxious dog as well, so my answers to him must be swift and unequivocal.
The next day, Emmett stood in the middle of our bedroom and issued a series of barks, just one or two, then would wait to see what would happen. Because I was in another room, I simply thanked him and kept on with what I was doing. Again, he barked. I walked into the room, looked out of the windows (without looking at him), said thank you once more and walked out. A few moments later, “Bark!” I walked past the doorway, pulled the door closed, made sure he was quiet, then counted slowly to five. I reopened the door and ignored him.
The week went on like this, with Emmett barking every so often, and at first I was just a bit exasperated because I didn’t understand why he was suddenly doing this questioning. In my mind, there was no reason that I could see that he should be uncertain of his place. Each time I gave him a clear answer, he would settle into his favorite nesting place and enjoy some downtime.
But then, it dawned on me. Of course! It was my husband’s schedule that had been a change, one that necessitated sorting out in Emmett’s mind. If he wasn’t satisfied that our pack had a trustworthy leader, regardless of the changes in the household, then he would have to step up and that is the last thing he wanted. The certainty of leadership is the key to the group’s survival. Emmett had no way of knowing whether John was going to return or not, so to Emmett the pack size had changed, meaning the roles of the individuals who are left must be sorted out. I told him what I needed to know.
It took Emmett a bit over a week to really understand the new rhythm of our schedule and now he’s stopped “asking” and is his old self again, snoozing in the sun, watching the birds through the window and enjoying life just being a dog. All because he knows I’m there, ready and capable of being the leader he needs.
Our one-year anniversary of Tinker’s adoption has come and gone, in August. The little dog with the lion’s mane keeps inching forward, tiny steps at a time. Every week I’m reminded of how much he has overcome, while not having any expectations about how much further he will, or will not, go.
One morning I noticed he was “winking”, and upon closer examination saw that one of his eyes seemed to be irritated. I phoned the veterinarian and set up an appointment for the following Monday (of course this happened on a weekend) because Tinker would have to be sedated for the exam, so I thought perhaps this would be a good time to have him groomed and looked over.
At about this same time, I had been working with Tinker on getting him comfortable with a slip lead, offering him rewards when he would put his head through the loop. All was going very well until one day when he startled and took off. I lost my grip on the lead and off he ran to his crate with the lead dragging along behind him. That panicked look told me everything, as did his pulling back from me by staying in his crate, curled up again. We weren’t even close to being able to have him walk on a lead. We were light years away from that, something I had hopes for to be able to take him to vet appointments.
Thankfully, Tinker’s eye cleared up so we didn’t have to go. Such relief. I want to avoid putting him through that process unless it’s very very necessary. But even though I had a moment of relief, I was still so worried about his progress. How do I keep him moving forward? Will he ever be comfortable with a lead? He doesn’t even have a collar on.
I decided to go to the forum to which I belong as a Dog Listener; a global forum on which we DLs can bring questions, challenges, concerns and receive advice from Dog Listeners all over the world possessing varying degrees of experience, including Jan Fennell herself. I brought all my worries about Tinker, what I had been doing with him thus far, what I was hoping to do, my concerns about continued training and whether he would ever improve; was I missing something important for his learning and improvement; everything, with my heart on my sleeve.
What I got back was indescribably wonderful.
One by one, people shared their own experiences with their own dogs, some of whom had been considered to be “lost causes” like Tinker. They shared the challenges their dogs came with and where they are now; shared their own worries about their progress; shared what had worked for them as well as what had not, all with humility and kindness. They offered the kind of caring support that one rarely experiences. And every posting evidenced a depth of compassion and love for their animals that was deeply, deeply touching and uplifting. I felt once again on a real and meaningful level, that I had found my tribe, my people. People who see dogs clearly, respectfully and extend such acceptance of them as I have not seen anywhere else.
Where most people are intent on molding their dog into something that will fit in with the general public, or with the picture they have in their minds of the kind of dog they want, or into something that others will see as being the “perfect” dog so that the dog will reflect well upon them, this group, this method of AB, offers dogs total and complete acceptance for the individuals they are, warts and all. AB seeks to give people the understanding needed to create a place for the dog that serves the dog, not themselves; a place that allows the dog to be a dog who can simply enjoy life because of the true security they feel in that home with people who can communicate security to them in the way they understand.
Such is the work of Jan Fennell. And it is times such as this, when I go to this collection of wonderful souls who have been drawn to this work, that I am so deeply thankful to have found Jan’s book. I am profoundly grateful to have been able to meet her and to study with her and to have met these like-minded and like-hearted people and to have the privilege of being a part of bringing this compassionate method and understanding to others.
So what advice did the Global Forum have for me regarding Tinker? The best advice I could have possibly received, which is to r-e-l-a-x. Without realizing, somehow I had constructed a goal line for the poor boy to reach and as soon as that happens it opens the door to anxiety, worry and stress. All of which are picked up by the dog who doesn’t understand that I’m concerned about him, but will believe I am concerned about a possible threat in the environment. This takes away his feelings of security.
I stopped everything immediately. All the heel work, SSCD (Stop, Start, Change Direction), all the intensive time together, all of it. I took a breath, and went back to simply being with Tinker. Of course I had been doing this before, but in snatches here and there. Now, I just let him be….just be. I have taken away the ideas of him and where he could end up progress-wise in my mind. I have put away any expectations of myself along with that. And now I just stay in the present moment, appreciating, and knowing that by applying Amichien Bonding I am doing everything I need to do for him, nothing more than that is required. The rest is up to him.
Tinker has responded beautifully well and shows me in little ways almost each week how he is choosing to come forward, step by step by tiny step. We have resumed some practice but it’s done with simple enjoyment, no goal in mind other than bonding time for us.
The best part? He is happy.
His countenance has changed from one of the terrified, bug-eyed look to a soft, curious expression with soft eyes and ears perked forward instead of held flat back. He sleeps on his back, legs splayed while we come and go from the room. Snoring to beat the band! He stays put when I walk past him, rather than darting for his bed or the corner of the sectional. When he comes to me his tail wags gently back and forth, and it’s no longer tucked when he walks walks away. I have seen him playing with his giant ball while I’m in the room with him, turning his head upside down and nudging the ball with his nose, then turning his head upright to look, and turning upside down once again. Freely grooms, lovely long sessions that he looks as though he thoroughly enjoys. Today he casually walked across the room to drink water while I type away on my computer while I watched, slack-jawed. Another first. He even rolls over for belly rubs! (No, of course I don’t give in, but it’s tough!)
Little things. Things most people take for granted and what people consider to be “normal” dog behavior brings such joy and feelings of accomplishment because each step forward is a gift from Tinker, one he is freely choosing to give in his own time and in his own way. The first time I realized he didn’t flinch when I placed my hand on him produced a river of tears from me. He trusts me! I had adjusted to the fact that he may always flinch when touched but once again he proved me wrong. A gift from his heart to mine.
Who knows what he will be like in a year, two years, five years from now. I no longer worry about it or think about it. Instead, I pick up a good book, make myself comfortable, and read while being serenaded by my funny, snoring little dog.
And I send a silent “thank-you” to all the caring, kind and compassionate people on the Global Forum who stand with Tinker and I, supporting us and cheering us on with every step forward and ready to offer their help. #Blessed