Showing posts with label Dog Training. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dog Training. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Service Dog Training Update: A Service Dog Has Gotta Look Fly.


I know what some of you are thinking. No really, I do. It’s this skill I have. You’re thinking that I have done it again, I’ve dropped the ball, and now you’re waiting patiently for my excuse which will probably include, “it’s not my fault; I have CP.” Because let’s face it, you guys let me use that s@$! for EVERYTHING.

But guess what friends, family and adoring fans? You are wrong.

Don’t act so surprised. It happens a lot.

Taden’s training as a service dog is going slow, but it is coming along. We are practicing what she knows and trying to get her to focus and be a bit less distractible. I am convince she has Doggy A.D.D.. The reason I have not posted is because we haven’t had anything exciting happen.

Until now.

My sister also loves to sew, she is much better than me, mostly because she can use both hands and she is not nearly as afraid of failure as I am. (I am pretty sure that’s a compliment.) She even has her own small business going called Kierabelle Designs. At the beginning of my training adventure, I commissioned her  to make a vest for Taden, similar to those worn by formally trained service dogs, so that she would be recognized as a service dog in public, and so that she would be better able to assist me in standing up off a low seat, which is something I hope to work on.

Last week, I got a very exciting package in the mail.


Showing of her vest and her "sit" "wait" skills. Which get better all the time


Taden actually doesn’t seem to mind it too much. I am breaking it in slowly, having her wear it for just a half an hour a day for now. We will gradually start to add time as her tolerance increases. We are also testing it for bugs so that we can keep improving the design.

If your pooch is interested in having a vest of their own contact my smart, talented and beautiful twin sister over at Kierabelle Designs.

In closing, my I present the pup with the longest tongue in the world:

Graceful she is not, but you gotta love that face!
Also, I created a facebook page for Disability and I do. Check it out if you are on facebook!

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Update on Training and More New Projects

My back hurts. Isn’t that fascinating? I don’t know what it is, but back pain has been almost a constant in my life for about six months now. I am not a fan. On Sunday, I apparently broke myself while doing the dishes of all things. The rest of the evening was spent, crying and being carried and helped off the toilet because I could not stand up. At least I’m back at work. For the last two days I have been at home, whining. My back still hurts but I have gotten over the pity party and moved on. I am sucking it up like a boss. It’s one of my best skills. Tomorrow, I have an appointment to be fitted for a new wheelchair. I will hopefully see my doctor and be able to ask her about the pain. If not, I have to make an appointment. Yippee.
That’s enough of that, yes?

Taden is coming along in training okay. As usual I am sort of slacking, but all the snow and rain isn’t helping and then the back issue. I did finally get around to teaching her “Wait.” She used to charge passed me up the stairs which is sort of dangerous.  I trained “Wait in order to get her to wait patiently at the bottom while I go up.  As usual she learned it fast, but I did have to climb up and down the stairs 16 times on the first night of training before she waited until she was released. (She kept charging up as soon as I hit the top step, instead of waiting until I said “Okay.” I think our next thing needs to be eating on command. This dog is notorious for her strange eating habits.

Last night, Tom shouted from upstairs: “Why did Taden bury her food in my clothes?” This is not unusual. She often hides bits of her food and then later after she eats the rest of it will go hunting out the rest. Only sometimes she forgets. Other days, she won’t eat all together and never once has she eaten as soon as I put the food down.

I am not sure how to train this; my training books talk about over excited dogs, but not dogs that just don’t care much about their food. (She is fine medically, I’ve checked.) Does anyone have a suggestion?


In other news, I am taking a quilting class. I took one a few years ago and made this lovely quilt for my bed:


I made one more quit after that and started on one for my lovely Seester, but I didn’t finish because I got all wrapped up in the wedding. Signing up for the class motivated me and I finished the blocks on Saturday before my back started to hurt:


This one has a few obvious errors. The pattern was a little difficult for me. I picked it after being told it was hard because Seester loves stars! It goes fast but require perfectly straight cutting and sewing and since I sew one handed (I have to use the other to work the peddle) this is really hard. (The cutting I have no excuse for, I just suck. LOL) Seester is an awesome seamstress, so I am a bit nervous about this one!

I am making the next quilt for Charles. In this class we are actually doing two so the other will go in my spare room. or give it to Tom. Then, I have requests from Stephy and my youngest nieces and nephews! Classes are Wednesdays so I will try to do my quilting update on Thursdays from now on. I know, you’re terribly excited.  

Friday, January 13, 2012

New Year's Resolution: Train My Own Service Dog

While everyone else with a blog has been spouting of their New Year’s Resolutions as if they are a grocery list, I have remained silent. This is not because I have no resolutions or because I am embarrassed of them.  It is because I am afraid of failing.  I am not that great at finishing what I start. In order to avoid that awkward moment when a loved one asked me how my goals are going and I answer that I have given up, rattling off one or two bullshit excuses while they smile, thinking: I knew she wouldn’t do it.”; I usually opt not to tell anyone at all. This year, it’s the same. I have made a few resolutions and I didn’t plan on sharing any of them.

There is one though, that I became really excited about, one that I have given a lot of thought to over the last few months. I have already invested some money into the project, and solicited the help of others. I also posted it publicly to my facebook page, which means I have to do it or suffer through the public humiliation of having failed. I can already feel myself backsliding under the pressure. So I decided to create more. I am going to blog about it.

So here it is: I want to train my dog Taden, to be a service animal.

I know. It seems huge. To some of you, it might even seem crazy. I mean if I want a service dog then I could just apply for one right? Chances are I wouldn’t be denied, so why go through all the trouble?

Service dog agencies have waiting lists and there is often a cost involved, plus traveling, which without a license is difficult for me; and, well, at the risk of sounding like one of those mother’s that blogs every time their kid takes a crap in the toilet; Taden is special. She really is. And she is cute as heck, seriously, just look at this picture my friend Ben over at Ben Fletcher Photography took of her:



I have had her for about 2 and a-half years. She was a little over a year when I got her, and although she knew the basics and was house broken, she had not bonded with me and the first few months were rough. She would bolt out the front door, jump on our guests, had no recall unless you could whistle, would steal food off  plates, try to carry the cats in her mouth and could not sit still for anything. I almost gave up, and then, instead, I started over.

I pretended she knew nothing and retaught her “sit”, “down”, “off” “leave it” and “come.” I bought a head halter, took her on walks and taught her to walk beside me. She did amazing. She learned so fast it was insane. In one evening I taught her “go to bed” the next I taught her “pick it up” she still does both every time. A few months later I taught her “pull” and used it to have her help take of my jacket. She is very attentive to me and is always by me when we are at home; she always has to know where I am and what I am doing.

I often have moments during the day where having Tay with me would help, like when I drop something under my desk and can’t retrieve it, but I never really gave much thought to officially training Taden until recently. Now that my Mom has moved out of the house, Taden is alone for most of the day. She is bored, and I feel guilty. While talking to a friend about it the other day, she said, “Well, why don’t you take her with you? You did train her to help you after all.” I realized that bringing Taden with me to work would benefit both of us. But I didn’t want to be irresponsible about it. She is well trained, but not at all ready for public situations.

I did some research, and found that federal law requires no certification for service dogs. As long as you are disabled and your dog performs tasks specific to your disability then the dog is considered a service animal and you are covered by the ADA. Crazy isn’t it? However, they do need to meet some minimum requirements.

So we’ve begun training. I purchase two books Teamwork l and Teamwork ll by Stewert Nordensson and Lydia Kelley and going through them with Taden. She already has many basic obedience skills down but we are working on “wait” right now. Our biggest challenge is going to be training her to ignore other people and distractions, but I have confidence that she can do it. I know it will take a while, most training places say 2 hours a day for 6 months so I think it will take me at least a year to have her ready. But I am excited about the prospect.

My goal for Taden is that she be able to pass the Public Access Test in a year, (even though no such test is required in the U.S) that way if she ever does need to be certified, we won’t have a problem. My goal for me is to work with her a little bit every day and to do a blog feature about both our accomplishments and our failures at least once a month.

Here it goes; hopefully, I won’t embarrass us both and this post won’t come back to haunt me.