Likes: Going anywhere and everywhere with me, having his nails trimmed, SWIMMING!!!
Pet-Peeves: When Dakota picks on him
Favorite Toy: He's not a big toy fan.
Favorite Food: Raw chicken leg quarters
Favorite Walk: Anywhere by a lake
Best Tricks: Roll over, play dead, get in the truck, catch treats, agility (it's a work in progress)
Arrival Story: I had been wanting to get a second dog for quite some time. My husband, Kevin, and I agreed that once we moved back to the Prescott area and got a house with a yard (our place outside Flagstaff had no fenced yard and was in the national forest, so a pup wasn't really an option at the time). We moved back to Prescott the first of the year, and once we got settled (we started a business, so it was a few months before things settled down) Kevin decided he'd get me a dog for my birthday. I began looking for an American Eskimo dog. I finally found one, but unfortunately it was back in Tennessee. Kevin suggested before I buy that dog to check the local shelters and rescues to see if there were any puppies (Cheyenne wouldn't get along with an older dog) for adoption.
I checked the local shelters and found nothing. I checked the rescues and the only pups they had were lab mixes. While labs are good dogs, we really aren't lab people. After several days of searching, I finally logged on to order my doggie. At the last minute, I checked the paper online. The last ad at the bottom of the page was for border collie aussie mixes. I noticed they were only going on 5 weeks, but were ready to go home. I thought this was rather odd, so I called.
Their mother had been hit by a car shortly after the pups were born, and they had been bottle fed. They were now eating solid food, and were ready to find their forever homes. Kevin suggested we go look at those pups. Kevin has always had cattle dogs, growing up on a Utah cattle ranch, so he's naturally more into the herding dogs. Cheyenne was actually bought as a surprise for him.
So, the next morning we drove down to Dewey to see them. There were four in all. Three were chocolate and white and looked like aussies, one was black and white and looked like a border collie. The black and white was the calmest. We took to each other instantly. And I naturally took him home.
Bio: Ruger makes my favorite gun, so I had to name my dog Ruger.
First I want to say that I've never been a fan of clicker training. I never liked the idea of relying on a training aid. My dogs are trained off finger snaps, with praise as a reward. I don't give treats to reward behavior, just praise. I also practice NILIF, my dogs sit for dinner, and leave it until I release them to eat. Ruger has all his basic commands down, has a fairly solid recall, walks pretty darn good on a loose leash now without a prong collar, and knows a few tricks.
That being said, recently Asher got me interested in the idea of clicker training. I started looking into it, to teach tricks. Ruger is a great trick dog. So we started yesterday. I went though all the basic commands, reinforcing them with the clicker and treats. Just so he'd get the idea. Well... he didn't. In fact, it was like the clicker wasn't even there. He still did everything, but paid no attention to the clicker. But still, we went at it for 20 minutes (I don't like to train longer than that, as dogs tend to get bored).
Today, we started again. Basic commands, completely ignored the clicker. Even the treats. However, once I started teaching him his two new tricks, sneak (crawl) and hide, it clicked (no pun intended). He suddenly recognized the clicker, and started doing hide without the aid of the tape on his nose. Sure, we still have a lot of work to do, but still, I think he's starting to get it.
(My idea behind the tricks is, he already knows BANG and he plays dead... I thought I'd teach him to hide and sneak, then get caught and shot... thought it would be cute... later we'll move on to more advanced behaviors like fetch beer, y'know, the important stuff)
I'm just so excited... I was discouraged at first, but stuck with it, and it's a lot of fun. Hopefully I can reinforce some manners with it as well, like jumping on people. He does ok with it, he doesn't exactly barrel people down when they come to visit, but after a minute he tries the hop to see if someone will let him up or not.
(Hint: Copy and paste the rules so you don't have to type them again):
Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Dogs who are tagged, need to post in their diary the rules and their 7 pawsome facts. Then choose 7 dogs to tag and list their names. Don’t forget to bark them a pmail that they have been tagged and to read your diary, or, send them a fun Rosette announcing they've been Tagged!
Ok... seven things about me...
1. My mom was hit by a car and I was a bottle fed pup, so my mommy took me home just two days shy of five weeks old.
2. I listen very well except around water.... I'm such a swim-a-holic. I swim until I'm ready to collapse.
3. I already know a bunch of agility commands and have run a mini course at our local dog park... once I'm a year Mom is gonna take me to the big course
4. I got my name after Mom's favorite firearms manufacturer, Strum Ruger and Co.
5. Cheyenne was my surrogate mom, and when she died I was completely lost... luckily human mom is home all the time and I never leave her side.
6. My best friend is a German Shepherd the same age as me... who'se dad use to be a police dog.
7. My tail is a weapon.
Ok I think I did that right... now I gotta find someone to tag...
I'm gonna tag:
Winkee, in memory of
Cherokee Forever Loved
Saturday mommy and me when to Petco AND Petsmart. In both stores, for the first time, I stayed right by mom's side. I didn't pull or try to sniff crazily at everything. I sat when told, stayed when told, and behaved very well. Mom was so proud! In Petsmart there were a bunch of other doggies. As much as I wanted to go see them, mom just tugged the leash and said here and I stayed right with her. I did get to go meet a few of the doggies as a reward for my good behavior. There were a bunch of trainers walking around giving people advice and such. When one came up to us, mom told me to sit and I did. The trainer was very impressed. She asked if I could have a treat and mom said yes. This behaving stuff is pretty cool! When mom said I was only 8 months old, everyone was just blown away.