Nicknames: We almost never call him Manfred, his real name. We also call him: Mister Man, Mighty Manfred, The Big Man, Ferdy.
Birthday: February 6th 2005
Likes: Rasslin' with his sister Sadie!
Pet-Peeves: I hate my crate! 'Cept when they leave the door open, then it's OK.
Favorite Toy: Sadie. But a rope toy is good too, especially when Sadie is on other end.
Favorite Food: Paper. Manny eats Canidae Dog food and Raw too.
Favorite Walk: Manny and Sadie get a run most mornings at the local park.
Best Tricks: Manny is a "clicker" dog! He does all the normal tricks when a clicker can be used to mark what we humans are looking for. Manny is superb at regular obediance stuff.
Arrival Story: We were searching for a canine companion for Sadie.
Poor Manny, he had to pass quite a few requirments! I was looking for a male golden, he is golden at heart, larger than Sadie, yet submissive to her.
I searched Petfinder for several months. We looked at several candidates (canine dates?) before finding Manny.
Everyone approved, especially Sadie!
Both dogs provide plenty of entertainment all around. Even the neighbors who are not dog people, comment how much fun it is to watch Manny and Sadie play.
Bio: Thank you Claire at F.U.R.S. for rescuing Manny.
Grrrrr... It's bad enough to have a Pet that writes in your personal (Dogonal?) diary, but now... DAD JUST USED ME FOR A TABLE TOP!
I was hooking him up before we went to work Friday. I called Dad over, and by being still and really giving him my best; don't-leave-me-behind look, I won the almost daily contest between Sadie and myself of who gets to go to work that day.
Some contest, the looser just goes after lunch. But the bank trip - can you say teats? - is in the morning!
Anyway Dad had stuff in his hands, I was in the doorway, and I guess he must have been in a hurry or lazy one. He puts a bag of treats, and several papers he was taking in to work on my back as we got on-lead. I was so shocked, I didn't even move, so Dad has been calling me his hairy table all day.
Yeah, give me another shot at those treats like that Dad, and you might find out how unstable this table is!
Walking down the street with my Pet on a beautiful spring day. We were only a couple of houses away from our den when I was confronted by this snarling demon!
(Manny, it never came closer than one yard away AND stayed across the street.)
It stared at me with evil in it’s eyes furiously barking and snarling. I was moments away from having my throat torn open!
(Okay… It did have bug eyes, and barked, and postured some.)
I placed myself between this fanged death machine and tried to comfort my Pet.
(Manny, that last was what I did.)
(Actually we played a “Look at That” game as described by trainer/behaviorist; Leslie McDevitt. We spent at least 10 minutes approaching this dog as he ran loose a few houses away. Success can be measured as Manny never reacted in kind to this rude dog’s behavior. He would have just 30 days ago.)
I then led us safely away from this danger.
(Even though we were just a few houses away from home, we went all the way around the block to avoid any true confrontation. Opps forgot to mention, it was a 20 pound pug about ¼ the size of Manny.)
You're in the dog park... Another dog is feeling the need to hump Manny, which doesn't thrill either of us... About 3 other dogs are swirling around the scene. What do you do?
And he did.
The humping dog couldn't. Manny was sitting. Yes, with one fustrated humper behind, and three other dogs all in his face, he SAT.
I was never more proud of my boy!
If Manny and the other dog had started something, and with three other dogs all nearby, it could have been a bad scene. But nothing happened because Manny Sat instead of running away or reacting. I had to ask the oblivious owner of the humper to corral his dog for a minute. The other three, having no action to take part in, left.
It was only about 30 days ago, watching a training tape, that I was awoken to the true power of a solid SIT command. Forget the emergency RECALL, put in an emergency SIT instead! - Your dog is on the wrong side of a busy street, you want to recall him, how about a SIT until you cross the street?
So Manny and I renewed training on SIT. It was SIT to the side, SIT with my back turned away, SIT from DOWN position, SIT while I lay down on my stomach on the floor, SIT from 3, then 6, later 12 feet away. Just before this non-incident, Manny SAT for a command 30 some feet away at the park!