Hip Ideas for Hyper Dogs
Chapter One
The Hyper Dog
A curse or a blessing?
Shaker was the first puppy I brought home after I'd grown up
and moved from my parents' house to a place of my own. An
American Staffordshire Terrier, she was not beautiful, brilliant,
or particularly excited about learning. But she was a decent dog and I
was by then an experienced professional trainer. When it came to obedience
and household training, we should have had our act together.
Sadly, she was like the shoemaker's barefoot children.
One day, for instance, I was hanging up some clothes in my bedroom
when the phone rang. It was a call I'd been waiting for and I raced
to answer it, leaving my sweet young Shaker alone in the bedroom.
An hour later, I hung up and went back to my room to finish putting
my clothes away-and found every surface in the room, from floor
to bed to bureau, covered with white dust. Shaker had discovered my
economy-size container of baby powder.
My error was overconfidence, combined with a good dollop of
plain old laziness. I'd given her too much freedo ... read full excerpt from Hip Ideas for Hyper Dogs ebook
