Do you ever feel like you've put so much time, effort and energy into your dogs and it just doesn't pay off? I love my dogs more than pretty much anything else, but lately I've just been so frustrated. I do things with my dogs, I train them constantly, and I'm always trying to make sure they're the best dogs that they can be. And we have fun while we're doing it. But lately I just feel like I'm getting nowhere. I try so hard. And yet there are other people who do absolutely nothing with their dogs and their dogs are almost naturaly impeccabley behaved and well mannered. Sometimes I wonder if it's better just to be naive. I wish I could be the person with the friendly, take anywhere dogs who like people, get along famously with other dogs, and use their manners consistently when out in public with a fraction of the time and effort I put into my dogs. Not that my dogs are bad... but it just seems some people have it so easy, with little effort. I don't know if they just get lucky or what. And then there is me... I try so hard, think I'm doing most things right, and I feel like I'm failing. Dance will be four soon, and I haven't reached any of my main goals with her due to her poor people skills. I love her to death, and I've worked so hard to try and get her comfortable around people, and nothing works. She's better than she used to be, but still not better enough that I can trust that she won't bark or growl at somebody and scare them just because they talked to me or glanced in our general direction. Not better enough that I can do the sports and activities I wanted to do with her when I got her. I know we've made progress, and I'm proud of that progress, but she's not the "take anywhere" dog I planned on having. And that's fine... I know no dog is perfect, but I hoped and I worked hard, and I still work hard, to no avail.
Then there is Ripley. He's great! Better behaved than most male dobermans I've known at his age. But lately he and I just butt heads constantly. He whines all the time lately (for the past couple months), and I can't stop it. I can't ignore it (because it doesn't work), but I never, ever praise him for it. I'm constantly telling him to be quiet (which is a word he knows) or get lost. Then there his blatant lack of disregard for me. I tell him to do something and he just stands there and stares at me, totally blowing me off. Whereas he used to do whatever I asked pretty much at the drop of a hat. It's annoying. Now he seems to be getting slightly dog reactive... and I have no idea why. He's perfectly fine with other dogs in obedience classes (aside from the fact that he whines when we're not busy doing something there), and is not aggressive at all. Doesn't even react when another dog is behaving aggressively. But lately on leash when I take him for walks, his hackles go up instantly, he totally locks in on the other dog and I can't get his focus back on me for anything. Then out of frustration he'll bark. I don't feel that he's aggressive, as he gets along perfectly fine with most other dogs (the exception being one other male dog, which is to be expected with his breed), but I don't know why he's suddenly acting like this on leash. Fine, whatever... I can deal with it, and have before. But I just don't get it. He used to be pretty well as perfect as I could expect him to be for a dog his age. I know I shouldn't dwell on the past, because these things are happening now. But the frustration comes in that he used to be a dream. An absolute dream. I couldn't ever have hoped for better. His attention and focus was great, he learned things in minutes, he was always the star of any class we've ever taken, I could take him anywhere and know he'd be fabulous. Never a problem. And I know a lot of it now is age, and probably a bit of cabin fever since it's been far too cold to do much in the way of exercise, but I don't believe that's all of it.
And then there is Keira. She's good, aside from the fact that my mom is too lenient and lets her get away with some stuff that she shouldn't. Like pulling on a leash, or sometimes squealing for dinner, or racing around the house in excitement for no reason, plus a couple other minor things. I don't really care about her bad behaviours though. I can't do anything about it unless I'm the only one home (in which case she's perfect), and I don't care to. I live with her, I love her, I do my best, but she's not my dog. But my two... I work so hard with them, and have goals for both of them, and I just feel like a horrible owner/trainer sometimes. It doesn't matter how hard I try, I never seem to get the results I want. All I want is a well behaved, healthy, normal dog. Dogs are my life, and I want to take them into public without worrying they might embarrass me. I want to be able to walk them without constantly telling them (Ripley) to keep a loose leash. I want to be able to go for a walk without watching too closely for other people walking their dogs. I want to be able to have guests over without crating Dance because she growls, or crating Ripley because he's too boisterous and pushy with people he knows won't lay down his rules. I just want a well behaved, normal dog that I can be proud of, who shows off all of the training and socialization we put into things. I know the term normal is a broad spectrum... but what I mean by that is a dog who doesn't have any major issues to speak of. Likes/is tolerant of people (or in Ripley's case, gentler with people), likes most dogs, behaves appropriately in public, is obedient always when told.
It just seems lately that I spend more of my time in a negative mood, telling Ripley in particular to stop doing whatever it is he's doing, than I do enjoying them. I hate feeling like this... it's not me. It doesn't help that nobody really helps me. Mom tries, but she's terrible at follow through. Mostly it's just me. Just me, exercising, training, feeding and dealing with one problem or another for three dogs. I know dogs are work, don't get me wrong. I like working with my dogs and training them, I really do. It just all feels like so much sometimes. Sometimes I watch through my window at the dog park across from my house, and wonder why I can't be like those people (not that I want to, logically, but life seems appealingly simpler for those owners sometimes). Most of them are clueless, but their dogs seem to listen well enough and they look like they're having a blast together. I just want to have fun with and enjoy my dogs again like I used to.
Anyhow, there isn't really much point to this thread. I don't really need training advice, as I do know what to do (I think) with the few issues that I do have with them, but I had to get it all out somewhere. This thread has probably made me sound like a terrible dog owner... but writing it all out like that actually did make me feel a bit better, and put things into perspective: My dogs are basically good, give or take a couple things, and I need to start totally enjoying the positive aspects of them like I used to rather than continue dwelling. I hate feeling angry and frustrated, and I know they don't like it either. I know there is a quote out there that says "You don't get the dog you want, you get the dog you need"... and I guess that is kind of true for me.
Then there is Ripley. He's great! Better behaved than most male dobermans I've known at his age. But lately he and I just butt heads constantly. He whines all the time lately (for the past couple months), and I can't stop it. I can't ignore it (because it doesn't work), but I never, ever praise him for it. I'm constantly telling him to be quiet (which is a word he knows) or get lost. Then there his blatant lack of disregard for me. I tell him to do something and he just stands there and stares at me, totally blowing me off. Whereas he used to do whatever I asked pretty much at the drop of a hat. It's annoying. Now he seems to be getting slightly dog reactive... and I have no idea why. He's perfectly fine with other dogs in obedience classes (aside from the fact that he whines when we're not busy doing something there), and is not aggressive at all. Doesn't even react when another dog is behaving aggressively. But lately on leash when I take him for walks, his hackles go up instantly, he totally locks in on the other dog and I can't get his focus back on me for anything. Then out of frustration he'll bark. I don't feel that he's aggressive, as he gets along perfectly fine with most other dogs (the exception being one other male dog, which is to be expected with his breed), but I don't know why he's suddenly acting like this on leash. Fine, whatever... I can deal with it, and have before. But I just don't get it. He used to be pretty well as perfect as I could expect him to be for a dog his age. I know I shouldn't dwell on the past, because these things are happening now. But the frustration comes in that he used to be a dream. An absolute dream. I couldn't ever have hoped for better. His attention and focus was great, he learned things in minutes, he was always the star of any class we've ever taken, I could take him anywhere and know he'd be fabulous. Never a problem. And I know a lot of it now is age, and probably a bit of cabin fever since it's been far too cold to do much in the way of exercise, but I don't believe that's all of it.
And then there is Keira. She's good, aside from the fact that my mom is too lenient and lets her get away with some stuff that she shouldn't. Like pulling on a leash, or sometimes squealing for dinner, or racing around the house in excitement for no reason, plus a couple other minor things. I don't really care about her bad behaviours though. I can't do anything about it unless I'm the only one home (in which case she's perfect), and I don't care to. I live with her, I love her, I do my best, but she's not my dog. But my two... I work so hard with them, and have goals for both of them, and I just feel like a horrible owner/trainer sometimes. It doesn't matter how hard I try, I never seem to get the results I want. All I want is a well behaved, healthy, normal dog. Dogs are my life, and I want to take them into public without worrying they might embarrass me. I want to be able to walk them without constantly telling them (Ripley) to keep a loose leash. I want to be able to go for a walk without watching too closely for other people walking their dogs. I want to be able to have guests over without crating Dance because she growls, or crating Ripley because he's too boisterous and pushy with people he knows won't lay down his rules. I just want a well behaved, normal dog that I can be proud of, who shows off all of the training and socialization we put into things. I know the term normal is a broad spectrum... but what I mean by that is a dog who doesn't have any major issues to speak of. Likes/is tolerant of people (or in Ripley's case, gentler with people), likes most dogs, behaves appropriately in public, is obedient always when told.
It just seems lately that I spend more of my time in a negative mood, telling Ripley in particular to stop doing whatever it is he's doing, than I do enjoying them. I hate feeling like this... it's not me. It doesn't help that nobody really helps me. Mom tries, but she's terrible at follow through. Mostly it's just me. Just me, exercising, training, feeding and dealing with one problem or another for three dogs. I know dogs are work, don't get me wrong. I like working with my dogs and training them, I really do. It just all feels like so much sometimes. Sometimes I watch through my window at the dog park across from my house, and wonder why I can't be like those people (not that I want to, logically, but life seems appealingly simpler for those owners sometimes). Most of them are clueless, but their dogs seem to listen well enough and they look like they're having a blast together. I just want to have fun with and enjoy my dogs again like I used to.
Anyhow, there isn't really much point to this thread. I don't really need training advice, as I do know what to do (I think) with the few issues that I do have with them, but I had to get it all out somewhere. This thread has probably made me sound like a terrible dog owner... but writing it all out like that actually did make me feel a bit better, and put things into perspective: My dogs are basically good, give or take a couple things, and I need to start totally enjoying the positive aspects of them like I used to rather than continue dwelling. I hate feeling angry and frustrated, and I know they don't like it either. I know there is a quote out there that says "You don't get the dog you want, you get the dog you need"... and I guess that is kind of true for me.