Dogs and Discipline - Tone of Voice
Rusty is almost embarrassingly disciplined. Someone watching his obedience must think that it was beaten into him.
Rusty never was beaten.
When I got him there were gaps in the fence for a dinosaur to walk through. Behind is the road and danger. I took Rusty to that fence, drew an imaginary line and said NO! That NO was a sinister rumble of thunder. A dog-shocker. Now, when stick or a ball flies over the fence, Rusty runs to that line, sits down and just looks at me.
The rare occasions I turn on thunder Rusty flattens himself, looks utterly despondent and rolls over onto his back. My method is effective.
I tested him. Left some loosely wrapped bones in the car, pointed at them and did my voice trick. Then I went shopping. Back again, Rusty was squatting before that package. I swear, he was cross-eyed. He drooled. Whenever he enters higher spheres he makes piepsy, pigeon-like noises. Now, he was practically singing. But he did not touch the bones.
My two previous dogs acted in a similar fashion. Friends say it’s my awful German accent. It would frighten elephants.
Vets tell me it’s consistency. They say, of all domesticated animals dogs have remained closest to their original wolf nature. They are pack animals who want a leader and want to obey him. Once they know clear rules, what’s in and what’s out, they will follow those rules.
My sister’s dog doesn’t. Because in her household rules change from one minute to the next. I feel sorry for that dog.
Klaus and Rusty
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