When Enzo’s former puppy class teacher Dee Ganley, offered up a formal, 6-week Canine Good Citizen Class, I decided we’d enroll. I had no delusions that he would pass– I wanted the exposure for my sweet, goofy boy who tends to get anxious and can become stressed when encountering new places and situations. He is my work in progress; I wanted to continue to build on his strengths while supporting his weaknesses in a safe venue.Continue reading “Enzo Calls My Bluff”
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?
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.
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”