While Juno was at the vets all day yesterday getting an MRI, Loki and I spent some quality time together. It was a 90% off-leash training walk for 2 hours at the farms among plenty of distractions. The weather was gorgeous so there were plenty of people, farm workers, livestock and dog walkers out. He was so shocked at first, and didn't know what to make of it, without his Juno. At first he refused to leave my side, but after he got the hang of what we were doing, he settled in and had a fun time. The only exception I made for him being leashed was within any close walking distance to other dogs and of course close by the live stock. Better safe than sorry! He did me proud and played all the recall and down-stay games I threw at him and I gave him plenty of free time in return.
"I'm not looking! Is he looking at me? I swear I'm NOT gonna look!"
Prior to the photo above, we came across the group of horses in the field.
"Hey, I know you guys!"
Five months ago, I couldn't get within 1000 feet of horses without him going cracker. Seriously. Not a peep this time.
No that's not a dead horse. This group is so very playful and often frolic and jump around. This horse was on the ground itching his back.
As he got up, Loki got a little excited and yipped but it was happy so I knew he wasn't nervous. A quick reminder to be quiet and he was polite again as we passed.
"Hey handsome fella! Did you know equine ryhmes with canine? Maybe we're related?"
"He WAS looking at me! I KNEW it!"
We played a ton of recall games in and out of play and a few recall from a down stay.
Yup, that is the RM waaaaay back there!
The first sign of his recall, and he's up!
"Oh my dawg! That was so fun. I wasn't sure if you were gonna leave me there all day or what! Thank dawg and praise cheeses you called me!"
Every recall ended in a "high touch" partly to get his lard-ass moving and burning some calories and partly because it's a reward for him, sort of like a "high-five" is for people. He'll do a high-touch just because.
He did me proud yesterday and because of it, we'll be doing many more off-leash walks here in safe areas.
Now for cooking news. Here's a little ditty I cooked up last week:
Chicken Scaloppine, with tomatoes and capers (and probably some wine, I can't remember) and a mushroom risotto. Mr. Wild Dingo is starting to say stuff like "I'm really glad I married you" lately. I wonder why?
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