Author’s Note: This
post was written shortly after I attended the seminar. I knew I could
wait until later to write about the content of the seminar because I
take excellent notes, but because this post is about how Maisy did
while we were there, I wrote it right away because I wanted to be
sure I remembered all the details. Maisy has blossomed over the last
year, so some of the things that I was amazed by back then are things
I take for granted now! Still… this was an important step in our
journey, so while it’s much belated, I want to preserve it.
In October, I saw Kathy Sdao for the
third time (assuming you count the sessions at Clicker Expo as one).
This meant that much of what she presented was review for me, so I
probably won’t post as comprehensively as a result. But even if I’d
heard it before, I had a great time anyway. She is such an amazing,
energetic, intelligent, dynamic speaker that I think I could listen
to her read from the phone book and still enjoy it.
This time was even more exciting
because Maisy and I had a working spot. I was very excited for Maisy
to meet Kathy (although Maisy seemed to prefer Dorothy Turley,
Kathy’s assistant. Seriously, Dorothy took this picture of Kathy,
Maisy, and I. It didn’t turn out well because Maisy was so squirmy,
trying to get to Dorothy).
Because the seminar was held in
Urbandale, Iowa, a five hour drive away, today I'm going to tell you
about our traveling experiences, as well as how Maisy handled the
whole thing in general. While this isn't technically about the
seminar, I'm so proud of her that I just have to share.
We left just before noon on Friday
afternoon because I have an Iowan friend whose house was on the way
that I wanted to visit. Maisy and I spent about two hours with my
friend and her 11-year-old daughter who decided Maisy was the
best
thing ever. Which means that Maisy spent two hours repeating the
same three or four behaviors over and over and over and over again...
for like five Cheerios total.
I watched Maisy pretty closely, and she
was surprisingly happy throughout the visit. I did enforce a few
breaks even though Maisy didn't really seem to need them. It just
seemed prudent. Maisy was relaxed and responsive the entire time,
which is a far cry from the dog who threatened to bite kids a few
years ago. Like I said: proud.
We drove down to our hotel, checked in,
and then found a park to walk in. We were surprised by an off-leash
dog, and Maisy just wiggled at it, excited to say hello. Seriously?
Who is this dog? Note: Ha. This behavior has become
very typical of Maisy. It doesn’t surprise me at all anymore.
At the hotel that first night, Maisy
barked once at the door. I decided to give her some clonidine, but I
don't think she really needed it. Honestly, she did a lovely job
handling all the strange noises (including another dog down the hall
that barked all night long), and slept through the night soundly.
The seminar was a bit more difficult.
I'd guess that there were around fifteen working teams, and probably
thirty or forty people there in all. We were supposed to crate at our
training stations, but I set Maisy's crate up next to me in the
seating area so I could keep an eye on her. There were a few dogs who
might have benefited from something similar; one barked quite
frequently throughout the day- when people walked past, or there was
a loud noise- in turn setting off nearby dogs.
Despite all the noise, Maisy settled in
and ate her trachea treat (she won't eat chewies if she's too
stressed), and then stretched out on her side and fell asleep. That's
right: she slept in her crate at a dog event. I don't think
that had ever happened before. Yeah, I was proud.
Still, it did take its toll on her, and
she did a small bark and hop (not really a lunge, but not nothing,
either) at a Golden at lunch, and later in the afternoon, growled and
lunged at an adorable prick-eared dog. Although I found this
disappointing, I was able to quickly redirect her back to the task at
hand.
That night at the hotel was a bit more
difficult; she probably barked a total of three or four times. Most
were in the evening, but one was in the middle of the night. Still,
she did sleep quite well. Interestingly, during the most difficult
part of the evening, she chose to sleep in the bathroom away from me,
returning after she had rested up to spend the rest of the night
closely pressed up to me. Note: I’ve noticed this
trend over and over again since. When Maisy has had a hard day, she
needs space to decompress. It’s been a great way for me to gauge if
I’ve pushed her too hard.
Sunday at the seminar was surprisingly
good. She was quite clear that she needed to be crated in the car
instead of the building (she couldn't chew or rest inside but could
in the car). Still, she was eager and happy to come in to work, and
didn't have any reactivity during the day. It probably helped that
Sunday's training task was easier for us both, meaning that my
attitude was more upbeat. Maisy feeds off emotional energy from me
like crazy. Note: Okay, yes, I was frustrated during
the Saturday training task, but I think there was more to it. My
close friends will know what I mean when I say that this is about the
same time that the fall started to get hard for me. For everyone
else, suffice it to say that getting divorced is emotionally hard.
Maisy reacted to that.
We drove home that night, arriving home
around 10pm. Although I worried that she'd have difficulty settling
in, she really didn't. She barked once, and then slept solidly until
10am the next morning, when I forced her to go out for a walk (which
was really more of a stagger). I didn't see any residual stress,
which is so different from the days where she needed five days
to recover. Of course, I kept things low-key for several days anyway.
So she wasn't perfect, but I was so
proud of how well she did. It was a really difficult situation for
her to adjust to, and she did a really lovely job. Maisy will never
be a “normal” dog, but she fakes it pretty well. Note: Ha.
I pretty much think of her as normal now.