Originally posted: Sat May 03, 2008 5:48 pm
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This afternoon I went out with the retriever lady and took Charlie for a bit more socialisation. I'm glad I took him, he met and behaved well with three other dogs that we met . He still was not at all interested in their owners no matter how nicely they spoke to him. Children are different, he moves towards them and tries to get them to cuddle him.
I couldn't do much with the retriever bitch, she is heavily pregnant and just wasn't in the mood. I made no attempt to have her do more than she wanted to. She was just out for fresh air and some exercise really.
Charlie got the benefit of this he got more retrieves than he would have got. The lady had brought along a defrosted hen pheasant - Charlies eyes bugged out of his head. I could not resist it , I sent him for it sort of cold turkey , no stockings over it first or anything. You would have thought he'd been retrieving fezzies for years, out he went and back he came with it in an almost perfectly balanced hold. He got back to me with it and then the fun started - he did not want to give it up !
He came into me O.K. but then he held on to that bird - " Mine all mine !" was his attitude . I blew hard and sharp into his nose and he released at once. After two more retrieves with the pheasant including a 60 yard memory into heavy bracken, bush and tussock grass cover he was still wanting to keep a hold of the bird. I'm not going to wrestle him for it and I'm not going to argue the toss over it , those ways can lead to hard mouth. I will think about this then work on it. Food could be used but food often creates as many problems as it cures. I'll miss out on that one if I can.
Any ideas concerning this are welcome. I'm in no hurry to proceed with cold game retrieves but this early warning may be a blessing in disguise if I can adjust his normal retrieve attitudes to deal with it.
Charlie got a cold bath at 5 a.m. this morning. Daylight was burning and Charlie and his big G.S.P. pal moved out of the kennel and into the run for an early morning frolic. They began to play bark at each other, I didn't hear a thing but my next door neighbour did. It woke him up and kept him awake. We get on really well so he did what all good neighbours do --- he got up, filled a big jug with water and entered my garden . My G.S.P. aint quite as stoopid as he looks - he dived back into the kennel smartish leaving Charlie to reap the full benefits of the water jug !
According to my neighbour no more was heard from either dog for the rest of the morning. I'm thinking of hiring out my neighbour to any of the rest of you with noisy mutts !
Wullie