Forbidden Food

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Keeping it "classy" one tiny piece at a time



I engage in “minimalist” agility training; or at least that’s what it is called by Clean Run in the title of the discussion group I can’t for the life of me figure out how to sign up for.  It also sounds a lot better than admitting we have barely enough space for Layla to pee in.

I am not above blaming someone else at this point, and probably never was.  It’s our former realtor’s fault.  She gave us very bad advice in fixing up our place to put on the market last year (she said don’t fix it up) and then couldn’t sell our house because it wasn’t fixed up.  (Never get a friend’s spouse as your realtor, JUST DON’T).  Bottom line is that we have attempted, and are attempting, to get more outside space, along with a happier home situation for humans and dog alike, and when we do, I plan to beat the hell out of the plastic buying massive quantities of agility stuff.
Until then, minimalist has a cultured ring to it.

Last winter I purchased a mini-teeter after Layla decided against taking that obstacle once again.  Got that straightened out.  Then she started coming out of weave pole #10 at trials, so I added 6 weaves to my already owned set of 6 (electric fence poles along with actual 6 weaves; she doesn’t care), now she is back to her old and NICE weave performance.  Recently I found another wonderful, mini-option – a itty-bitty dog walk to address Layla’s recently emerging  JUMP FROM THE BLUE philosophy.  I know it's because she gets so excited on the dog walk that she literally can't hear me over the fun when I say "wait" or "slow" if I'm at a distance.  My dog being over-the-top is nothing new, we find our work-arounds.




 Actually, for a long time her running contacts were fine, then started slipping.  Why didn’t I just train 4 on or 2 on 2 off?  Because I’ve been battling her doggie hysteria combined with my agility frustration and ignorance since we first started.  But hey, we’ve made it this far, she’s smart and can be taught new things, or retaught old things that worked.  And there is a slight possibility on the horizon that I might not be hopeless.

Her dog walk contacts weren’t too bad in class last night, and really good in open practice last Saturday.  The real test will be at the trial we are going to this weekend.  First test I should say, since it will be a work in progress and we might not even be at mid-terms yet.  Always work, but fun, whether you have a monster agility set up in your back yard or one element/sequence at a time in your dog’s “pot to piss in”.

Monday, September 8, 2014

Improving Contacts and the Collapse of Space-Time in the Universe

I can see it now; me and Layla are going for our Excellent Standard title, she's been across the dog walk and up and down the a-frame with beautiful running contacts.  There is only one jump to go as she slides through the weave poles like a breeze through autumn leaves.  She's hurtling toward that last jump, leaps into the air, high above the 16" bar and .......

Some dumb-butt flips the switch on the Hadron Collider at Cern; and Stephen Hawking's worst nightmare proves correct:  Space-time collapses throughout the universe.  My guess is that this would cause an NQ.

Fortunately, Dr. Hawking prefaces this really bad day possibility with the disclaimer that it is very unlikely to actually happen.  Which was what I could say about Layla hitting her dog walk contact on the last day of the trial we ran a few weeks ago.

Of course I know a fix to try for THAT, eBAY.

I have to do "minimalist" agility; and I choose to do it cheap (as much as possible).  Fortunately, there is a lady who makes small training dog walks and sells them on eBAY, see little dog walk here.

I already have a mini-travel-teeter, as I've mentioned before, and it has been a great help in getting Layla past severe tetter-phobia.  If we had room, you can bet I would abandon cheap though, I'd be flirting hard with my credit card limit on agility obstacles, potentially to the point of needing financial counseling to avoid drooling on my keyboard as I order one more wing-jump fix.  But the minimalist agility world is where I live, and where I make the best adjustments to our game that I can.

I suspect that like the teeter, and the way Layla learned her kickin' weaves, we will see improvement from the scaled down approach.  When you think about it, the whole course isn't what a team usually screws up on, but a sequence, obstacle, contact, signal, or command (or two; or one and a tunnel suck).  I don't figure I need a three imbedded course set up for working on corrections, or we wouldn't have made it this far anyway.  I'm fortunate to have two agility classes to attend and get full courses and new, horrific, sequences to blow up on.  We will just do what we do and see how it works out, we haven't totally stunk up any trials lately so I see a lot of hope.

But that space-time crash would still probably suck.  Stephen Hawking on the possible Collapse of Space-Time  I've got no clue what it would do to run times.

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

List!


I was thinking about how I need to replace the throw-rugs I accidentally left at a hotel this summer (yes, throw-rugs); and thought I might make a list of things I must try to remember in order to enhance our trial traveling experiences.


Items to Bring:

Throw-rugs:  I love flooring in a hotel room, Layla decidedly does not.  When we put in the new   We have large rugs covering the downstairs enough for her to get around without precious toes touching the slippery.  I love any break from dirty, hotel carpet; Layla would take grime every time, I bring rugs. 

My ball, my rug!
When we put in the new flooring downstairs in our house, it took months to figure out how to retrain her to climb them again.

Chuck-it balls:  Even though there may not be a hidden, grassy area to be irresponsible and toss the ball around in; Layla likes to have at least one ball with her at all times, in her crate, in our bed, everywhere. BALL!

My own sheets and pillow:  Though Layla couldn’t care less, I’m painfully hotel-phobic and I think about it too much.

Actions to Control:

Crate away from the ring, (wanna-run, wanna-run, wanna-run, wanna-run,…..yipyipyip)

Do NOT get near any practice jump that is near the ring or over-the-top dog will materialize from the mists of doom.  OTT dog doesn't bother to show up for a jump in another room, however, so that's cool.
 Keep away from small boys:  Layla wants to herd them.

No treats while waiting to run; yet another murky gateway to over-the-top-dog.

Have treats available for after the run; she’s a good girl!

And after last week I have a new action to keep in mind; it might be better to go ahead and let her sniff the butt of the dog running ahead of us than to thwart her every attempt, only to have her stick her nose up his handler’s skirt.  I guess somebody’s butt was going to be sniffed, someway, somehow.

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

I'm tired

If I said dog tired I would be rudely stealing the description of Layla this morning.  There were things she even neglected to pee on during our walk.

But she was burning at the trial this weekend.  We finally got that first Excellent Standard Q and we got another Master JWW Q, with my girl taking 4th place (16 inches and a cloud of dust!)  We would have had another JWW Q but ME!  I am so proud of my girl.

However, for all my bluster about our love of FAST; we didn't just bomb in FAST, it turned into a Nevada nuclear test range.  Saturday was a basic cruise missile performance really, with Sunday's edition leaving a massive mushroom cloud.  Layla decided she was in control and couldn't even, or didn't even get her weaves.  She would walk through the middle of them and look around, I'm not sure she took many obstacles when I actually cued them.  BOOM!  She wasn't injured and could comfortably do the weaves, as she demonstrated later, but when I sat down and thought about it I came to a conclusion that I was doing some things that were just not working, and I needed to change.

I had tried back in the spring to make some demands, or if you like, place requirements on Layla, rather than just get her to behave for about a second then TREAT, then beg for another second TREAT!  I'm not someone who has ooozed up from the pits of hell and impose iron handed disciplinary training on my dog, but I will employ the word "no"; generally at home or training on Saturdays with not that many people looking.  I've been told never say no to a dog around agility (by people who weren't my teachers), just treattreattreattreat.  As I sat there on the floor (my chair was up next to the ring for watching) scratching Layla's neck (after demanding she accept it and not bark at me for daring to touch her at a trial); I realized that a couple of things Dr. HatefulVet told me might work better than the actions of my carefully honed, agility trial personality. She told me I could demand some good behavior rather than basically beg for it.  So I decided to say "no" when she started barking before a run.  She does that to my husband at home when he's eating and he rewards her with bites of his meal.  She isn't doing that because she can't control those excitement impulses as much as she is demanding treats during those times, obeying what she's been taught.  So that was OUT.  Next, she would get "no" when I would want to pet her and love on her like she enjoys at home and she would bark and yap at me and pull away.  Stern "NO" then sweetly "GOOD GIRL" when I scratch her neck and she starts leaning into my hand.  I took her out to the area outside the ring, where my chair was residing, and had her lie down by my feet and not be obnoxious or "no".  I didn't bring one treat with me.  No bribing me for one second of decency then! (We actually have worked some on that down in TN, where the bleachers are further from the course).

Did "no" cause her to crumple when it was her turn to run, to be scared to death of me when I scratched her neck waiting to run?  The next time out she got her first Excellent Standard Q ever and had that brilliant JWW run after that.  She was so scared of  my daring to say "no" in agility that she ran 15 seconds under time in jumpers.  The final day of the trial didn't produce Qs but the mistakes had nothing to do with Layla becoming the prophesied fearful, agility-hating dog of lore; our three mistakes that day were a blown contact and a tunnel suck in Standard, and me causing a refusal in JWW.  Nothing new there, just more work to do.

I'm going to keep working on her behavior like this.  She discovered, finally, that she can still enjoy scratches by the one she came with at an agility trial; and I discovered that she is capable of more than I'd given her credit for, on and off a course.