My dog is a bit of an oddball, even among its fellow canine classmates at local dog school. Its instructors claim it's the bottom of the pack when it comes to obedience and decorum, but there's one thing that sets our hound apart from its peers: unbroken eye contact.
It's a skill my wife has been drilling into the dog, much to the amusement of the other students. During exercises, she'll stare intensely at her instructor for minutes on end, earning them round after round of applause. The dog still maintains this piercing gaze even hours later, much to my wife's delight β and my bewilderment.
The point of dog school is to teach these unruly canines how to behave in public, but our dog has other ideas. Its owner has been supplied with a high-pitched whistle to try and coax it back into line, but so far, the results have been underwhelming. The dog ducks for cover at the mere sound of the whistle.
We took the dog on a beach trip recently, hoping to test its recall in a more relaxed environment. But as soon as it spotted another dog with two border collies, our hound was off like a shot. Its owner blew her whistle, but to no avail β the dog sprinted after the other dogs, refusing to be told otherwise.
As we trudged across the sand in pursuit of our wayward pet, I couldn't help but wonder if its instructors were missing something. The dog kept running up to strangers and begging to be commanded, much to their amusement. It's a strange quirk, but one that has earned us an unlikely reputation as dog-whispering novices.
Our instructor's parting words still linger in my mind: "We really are gonna get held back." Whether our hound's eccentricities will be its downfall remains to be seen, but for now, it seems content with being the class clown.
It's a skill my wife has been drilling into the dog, much to the amusement of the other students. During exercises, she'll stare intensely at her instructor for minutes on end, earning them round after round of applause. The dog still maintains this piercing gaze even hours later, much to my wife's delight β and my bewilderment.
The point of dog school is to teach these unruly canines how to behave in public, but our dog has other ideas. Its owner has been supplied with a high-pitched whistle to try and coax it back into line, but so far, the results have been underwhelming. The dog ducks for cover at the mere sound of the whistle.
We took the dog on a beach trip recently, hoping to test its recall in a more relaxed environment. But as soon as it spotted another dog with two border collies, our hound was off like a shot. Its owner blew her whistle, but to no avail β the dog sprinted after the other dogs, refusing to be told otherwise.
As we trudged across the sand in pursuit of our wayward pet, I couldn't help but wonder if its instructors were missing something. The dog kept running up to strangers and begging to be commanded, much to their amusement. It's a strange quirk, but one that has earned us an unlikely reputation as dog-whispering novices.
Our instructor's parting words still linger in my mind: "We really are gonna get held back." Whether our hound's eccentricities will be its downfall remains to be seen, but for now, it seems content with being the class clown.