Trousers!! (Or Pants)
 He seems to associate where we go with what trousers (or 'pants' to some of you guys) I put on. He must hear me putting on my jeans, which means we are going cycling or walking at the country park and he starts barking & batting the gate, followed by a sheepie 500. Whenever we put trousers on in the morning and he's still upstairs, he runs over and sniffs them to figure out where we are going. Then he insists on walking between our legs and rubbing against them like a cat. Somehow he's picked up that mummy wears comfy tracksuit pants around the house and for 'boring' walks, and changes into jeans for cycling or long walks. |
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| Mine learned clothes too. When I worked at the hospital I wore scrubs, so no one got excited. "Regular clothes" meant they had a chance of going with  |
| we had to b very sneaky gettin leashes as you could be runover in sheepie 500 to backdoor!!! |
Daph knows to head toward the door when I grab my purse, keys or put on a jacket. I also realized that I have to spell the word banana or she goes crazy. It is one of her favorite treats. I just did not realize until last night that she knew the actual word.  |
| Tiggy and Rastus go nuts when we get their leads out. Rastus checks out what I'm wearing before he gets too excited about anything. |
| My dogs know when they hear the shower and I come down dressed, head for the gating area. Usually they will all already be in their beds. They also know that if I put on my sunglasses in the house, it is park or walk time. |
| I have a habit of popping whomever is going with me up on the grooming table to redo their top knots before we leave. All was well in the world till hysterical rescue dog realized the significance of this. Now I can be doing regular grooming and set a certain tool down or reach for the rubberbands and all hell breaks loose. I've done a fair amount of provoking the response (since I can't turn it off and it's rapidly spread to about half of the other dogs   ) so as to keep grooming trying to get it through their heads that the cues are meaningless. It's had some effect, but it's slow going. Other days when patience and time are short I shut them all in my bedroom. It drives me nuts. She also gets excited when I bathe a dog. As soon as I turn off the water now she rushes in and attacks the dog who was bathed  . Other times when she's just plain excited she'll go after "weaker" pack members (geriatric) Some days I dream about meeting her *&^%$$ "breeder" and strangling her for producing something this unhinged. She should be forced to live with all of the genetic mishaps she's imposed on the world, then maybe she'd give a damn about sound temperament. Sorry, I know none of that is funny. But, really, it gets on my very last nerve. I'm sure it's different and much cuter if you only have one dog. Sybil has picked up on the behavior that gets me upset and goes in and corrects Dazz for me. Interesting dynamic. Maybe there's hope yet that peace will return.  (Are you in shock, Kerry? No, "poor Sybil" needed Actually, I depend on her a lot to keep me sane. Frightening thought )Kristine |
Mad Dog wrote: I've done a fair amount of provoking the response (since I can't turn it off and it's rapidly spread to about half of the other dogs ) so as to keep grooming trying to get it through their heads that the cues are meaningless. It's had some effect, but it's slow going. Other days when patience and time are short I shut them all in my bedroom. It drives me nuts. She also gets excited when I bathe a dog. As soon as I turn off the water now she rushes in and attacks the dog who was bathed . Other times when she's just plain excited she'll go after "weaker" pack members (geriatric) Sybil has picked up on the behavior that gets me upset and goes in and corrects Dazz for me. Interesting dynamic. Maybe there's hope yet that peace will return. KristineKristine, I was going to mention that I tried the recommended solution to this problem by going to get the leads on a regular basis and then not taking anyone anywhere. But didnt as it is really just too darn depressing. Call me a wimp but having two dogs go crazy in a small house on a regular basis just drove me nuts so I gave up on the whole idea. Tiggy does what Dazz does and gets herself so worked up that she chases after Rastus and barks, growls and jumps on him. Its not aggressive per say its just "MENTAL I'm so excited I dont know what to do with myself so I'll pick on you behaviour" Dalmos, in my experience are sensitive creatures who dont cope with loud noises or physical manhandling so you can imagine. So far I have had limited success with redirecting said mental behaviour, ie Tiggy is crazy for rawhide chews as she only gets them on a limited, supervised basis. If I get in before her brain switches off totally by yelling "go to your bed for a chewie" pandemonium is sometimes averted but by Golly I've got to be quick to get in while there is still brain function. I think my neighbours think I'm cracked as I start bellowing from the minute I open the front door, Tiggy go to your bed for a chewie. Lets face it, what would any sane person make of THAT.  |
Mim wrote: I think my neighbours think I'm cracked as I start bellowing from the minute I open the front door, Tiggy go to your bed for a chewie. Lets face it, what would any sane person make of THAT. I understand the feeling of futility in trying to disconnect the cue from the behavior by trying to lessen it's predictive value, because sometimes it DOES mean you're going somewhere, ergo in a way the behavior is destined to become even more ingrained under the "jackpot theory" if you will. Still this backchaining of predictive cues to the point where I can barely look at a grooming table without an explosion is out of hand. I'm determined to get this under control. I can't live like this. And as for the redirected aggression my other dogs don't deserve to have to live like this. I understand she has some kind of chemical imbalance that makes impulse control near impossible for her, but we're going to have to come up with a better way to handle that than having Sybil have to literally sit on her. Though Sybil does seem rather pleased with herself. The send to chewie thing wouldn't work as all of my other dogs would beat her to it. I have tried crating her and she just screams and throws herself at the crate door and bites at it. Not really the feeling I want her to have about the crate as she also has separation anxiety, but has otherwise come a long way there. There's a solution out there somewhere. In the mean time, thank goD for Sybil!Oh, and Cassie, as for the trousers...mine can't really tell what we're doing based on what we're wearing but due to a propensity to train with treats and having said treats in my pant pockets more often than not, Che has been known to drool at the sight of pants... And stalk them. Whether I'm wearing them or not. Sometimes we almost get in a tug of war just getting them to the laundry hamper! Kristine |
| It's weird the way they know these things. When I put on jeans, Garfunkel starts bouncing off walls. If its just Simon going(to class) I have to put Gar in the bedroom until I get Simon in the car. The first time I did this, my brother told me that Garfunkel howled like his best friend had died after we left |
| Kristine, your dogs and your description is so funny. I'm laughing so hard, I have tears in my eyes. |
Mim wrote: Tiggy does what Dazz does and gets herself so worked up that she chases after Rastus and barks, growls and jumps on him. Its not aggressive per say its just "MENTAL I'm so excited I dont know what to do with myself so I'll pick on you behaviour" Dalmos, in my experience are sensitive creatures who dont cope with loud noises or physical manhandling so you can imagine. So far I have had limited success with redirecting said mental behaviour, ie Tiggy is crazy for rawhide chews as she only gets them on a limited, supervised basis. If I get in before her brain switches off totally by yelling "go to your bed for a chewie" pandemonium is sometimes averted but by Golly I've got to be quick to get in while there is still brain function. I think my neighbours think I'm cracked as I start bellowing from the minute I open the front door, Tiggy go to your bed for a chewie. Lets face it, what would any sane person make of THAT. and Chewie wishes he could do that for a Tiggy!!!  |
got sheep wrote: and Chewie wishes he could do that for a Tiggy!!! I wondered if you'd catch that. Kristine |
Mad Dog wrote: got sheep wrote: and Chewie wishes he could do that for a Tiggy!!! I wondered if you'd catch that. Kristine Me too!!! |
Mad Dog wrote: I'm determined to get this under control. I can't live like this. And as for the redirected aggression my other dogs don't deserve to have to live like this. I understand she has some kind of chemical imbalance that makes impulse control near impossible for her, but we're going to have to come up with a better way to handle that than having Sybil have to literally sit on her. Though Sybil does seem rather pleased with herself. The send to chewie thing wouldn't work as all of my other dogs would beat her to it. I have tried crating her and she just screams and throws herself at the crate door and bites at it. Not really the feeling I want her to have about the crate as she also has separation anxiety, but has otherwise come a long way there. There's a solution out there somewhere. In the mean time, thank goD for Sybil!KristineWell let me know if you discover anything great!!! I have had days where I thought we were getting somewhere with the redirect, as she'll take herself off and get a toy or something but then she regresses. I guess its just a work in progress while I wait for the fabled 3 year old brain to get here next Feb some time.  |
| Lily and Lola would go insane when they heard the leashes. I just started sitting down holding them (the leashes) until they calmed down. Nothing happened until they sat calmly. Before Lola died, she learned how to sit nicely to get her lead on. Lily also sits quietly now waiting to go out. I don't even have to give a command anymore, she just sits and waits. I also would put on the leads and let them walk around with them while I did some small chores. They learned that having the lead on did not necessarily mean they were going out right away. My only real issue now is the front door. I can’t seem to get a handle on that. With a spray bottle, I have managed to shorten the craziness. Oddly, it is not the big girls, it it the little dogs. I have begun to HATE people that come to my front door. Maggie just looks at the other 3 dogs like 'what are you all, nuts?!' |
| Baloo and Lily know what shoes mean (guess I'm barefoot most of the time) and what putting on a jacket means. All we have to do is touch leashes and they run for the front door, line up pretty and try to keep their bouncing butts hovering as close to the floor as they can get without actually "sitting". If we grab keys-- even to just put them away- they run straight for the garage door. These sheepies are just way too smart for us! |
| I have a really embarrassing example to add to this. Bert is not-so-great about his recall when in the yard at home. He loves being outside, even if its really cold. So...Ive gotten into the (awful) habit of pulling out the never-fails secret weapon to get him to come: "Abby, would YOU like a COOKIE?" |
| On the very rare occassion when I am not in tracky daks and a crummy old t-shirt or windcheater, if I am dressed up and makeup on and hair done the dogs go nuts, Oooooh mommy is going out without us I actually find it amazing they know what clothes go with whats happening today. Like also when you get something new, a pair of shoes, new jeans, top etc etc, I get the sniff test straight away by all 3 at least I can put one past hubby with something new, not the dogs He says have not seen that before, my response is been in the wardrobe for ages and he believes it Dogs are another story, they know |
Quote: He says have not seen that before, my response is been in the wardrobe for ages and he believes it You too? |
ya see dis king ron, fibbin to the dh's.  betcha he'll make a funny. |
| My three listen in on my phn calls, yes they do. At the end of some of my phn calls as soon as I hang up they run straight to the door leading to the garage. I've made huge progress with the crazy barking of Violet and Asia when we are heading to the van to go somewhere. The barking was insane...so now as soon as a bark comes out I stop, we don't move until silence...if one of them barks again, we stop and wait again. We've been working on this for a while and it is getting so much better. I haven't figure out how to stop Violet from barking once she gets in the van. She will stand right in the middle of the van and do that sheepie bark in a rhythm. I now climb in and pat the "couch" and she will climb up and stop barking. Oh well, good behavior in progress. |
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