Tag: dog training

Hunting with Enzo

Enzo was having a ball in Puppy Kindergarten and doing a fine job with basic obedience.  My next step had originally been to start tracking with him; however, February in New Hampshire doesn’t provide the optimal conditions in which to introduce a puppy to the sport.  Was there something else?  I went online to Fenzi Dog Sport Academy to peruse their courses…. Gun Dog Foundations?!  The Spinone Italiano just happens to be classified as a versatile hunting dog!  Do I hunt?  No, why do you ask?

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Rose is my Muse

Rose: a small, deaf Pit Bull; the force behind where I now find myself

Muse:  a person or personified force who is the source of inspiration for a creative artist

I have attempted many times to write the story of a little white dog who changed the course of my life.  But then I would stop because it still hurts. The journey was profound, filled with love and heartache, and so many mistakes. However, I believe it has made me a better, kinder, and more understanding person.  I know it was the reason I became a certified, professional dog trainer.  Rose, this is for you, with love.

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Crossing Over: from Dog Owner to Dog Trainer

I had every intention of telling this story first.  But each time I tried to write it, I discovered that it’s impossible to honestly and carefully condense almost two and half years of angst into a sweet, simple blog post.  This story is important.  This dog changed my life.  I’d like you to meet my sweet Rose Marie and tell you how I traveled the road from dog owner to dog trainer. Continue reading “Crossing Over: from Dog Owner to Dog Trainer”

Fostering Elidee

As many of you know, I am a foster failure; but I am also a foster success- twice.  Many people ask me, “Don’t you get attached?” along with, “How do you give them up?” The answers are ‘Yes’ and ‘It’s hard’.

I foster because I love dogs.  (How I got involved fostering is a subject for a whole separate post.) Quite often, the fosters that come through my doors are in pretty sad shape, so of course my heart gets involved.  And even though Rational Brain has told Heart,  ‘stay out of this… do not get involved.’  Heart does not listen.  Ever.

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