My dog, Gracie, has been learning a lesson about respect. Respect your master, and do what your told, and behave, not like a hooligan but like a dog. Gracie, is my black English Labrador. She is 9 1/2 months old now, and wild as ever. It is my own fault and today I recognize this. Gracie has pulled me down to my knees during walks, she barrels me off the couch, and she has trained me, to follow her command. Well, enough is enough. Yeah, I know, I’ve said this before.
Have you ever watched those dog training programs on tv and been in awe and asked yourself, how’d they do that? Well I do, all the time. Today however, I watched my dog, Gracie be trained by none other than my husband. I guess he got tired of watching the dog control me, and being labor day weekend, he had some time to spend with her.
It was a nice Sunday morning, so he opened the front door to let some fresh air in. When Gracie saw the door open, she immediately went towards it, but all he did was call her back, and she stayed inside. He was persistent and stern and she followed his command.
Later, they both went outside, and he threw her the ball. She retrieved it, and started to wonder off. After a few call backs, she returned. It was that simple. It was some educational entertainment for me, as I sat on the front porch sipping my coffee. However, once when he went in to gather up some more coffee for himself, Gracie heard the neighbors chickens and went to investigate. Before long, he was going and retrieving her and leading her away from the chickens, unharmed of course, and leading her back into the house. After a few verbal scolding’s, which she must have understood, he led her back outside. The chickens were still chirping away, yet, we both watched, as Gracie started to round my neighbors corner, and then turned right back around to us, and proceeded to do what he asked.
Now how many dogs, do you know, can turn down nice young plump chickens? Mine did. I am so proud of her.
I guess I’ve been making dog training out to be too hard. When the fact is, Gracie just needed some direction. We all need some sort of direction, just like planning our days, making good use of our time. I saw a light in Gracie’s eyes, as she had a purpose. I believe if a dog could laugh, she would have. I feel like a proud parent. Gracie learned a lesson about respect and obeying command. I learned how to demand respect and to be persistent about it with my dog, Gracie.
thank you for reading,