A New Puppy

A puppy named Puppy
 
As a professional dog trainer with a couple of decades of experience working with dogs, both in the military and as a small business owner, I get many questions about pets when I meet people.  Two of the most common are:
 
Why did I become a dog trainer?
 
What to expect when bringing a puppy into the home?
 
 
These questions always take me back to a time when my two brothers and I were young adolescents, aged 10, 12 and 13.  We were excited when Mom brought home a German Shepherd puppy for us. As with any household with a new pet, our first task was to name the new member of our family.   As you can imagine, getting three young boys to agree was nearly impossible.  Time passed, and the puppy became Puppy.
 
Both of my parents were very busy, employed full-time outside the home, in addition to the responsibilities of raising three active sons.  When Mom brought home Puppy, she assumed the dog was ours, so the responsibility for Puppy was ours.  As with any pup, Puppy was high energy and loved to play, including using her razor-sharp teeth.  Soon those teeth became instruments of pain and we learned to stay away from Puppy.
 
In hopes of getting some control over a rapidly growing dog, Mom enrolled Puppy in a group training class taught by Bob Dixon (years later Bob would become my mentor) in downtown Kennebunk. Mom and Bob had been classmates at Kennebunk High School.  It was amazing to see Bob take Puppy’s leash and have her settle down very quickly.  Unfortunately, the homework with the dog fell to Mom and she did not have the time between her duties of home, wife, mother, and employee.  Puppy ended up being sent away to boarding school with Bob for training.  With Bob’s skill and experience, Puppy performed exceptionally well and received high marks.
 
When Puppy returned there was no one at home to maintain the discipline and training that Bob had begun.  As Puppy grew and became more unmanageable, so did the conflict at home over the disruption.  Within a few months, Puppy was given to a farm, so she would have more room to run, even though we lived on 60 acres.
 
As a professional dog trainer, I see this same scenario play out all too often. One of my mainstay mantras has become, “A dog for the home is a dog for mom.” The children will lose interest, and all responsibilities will be added to the mom’s chore list. In my professional life, as a Dog Trainer, I’m often called on to help relieve stress in the home. This is usually caused by one little four footed furry fuzzball, which has become a whirling dervish of fury requiring lots of time.  Training can help where inadequate planning created turbulence. I encourage folks to plan for 10 – 15 years. If you aren’t prepared for ‘puppy training’, consider acquiring an adult dog. In future blogs, I’ll speak to options to do this!