calliecritturs
Posted : 9/26/2009 12:10:09 PM
that is **always** what intrigues David and I to switch breeds every time because we both find it so fascinating what they're all good at.
But I think the crux of the answer to your question lies with the fact that we don't want to completely extinguish or do away with those breed tendencies but merely to contain them a bit -- and in our case, at least, get them to make better choices beyond that.
Case in point -- (how fortuitous). Luna's been with us four years and a few months now. I'm just going to give up and call her a "hound mix". But in the nearly 23 years I've lived here NEVER has a dog jumped my fence. Dug under? Yeah (and been reinforced) but jumped? Nope. (chain link -- a`1```bout 4 1/2 feet high - my dogs historically aren't huge)
This morning I let them all out and tried to go to the bathroom -- Luna began having a barkfest so since I couldn't quiet her from inside I went to let her in -- and Billy and Tink came in (Kee wasn't out) and Luna didn't come. I wasn't dressed so David went out and came back in "She's NOT in the yard -- but I hear her baying!" Sooo off we went in separate cars.
Couldn't find her. I heard her a couple of times from a couple of blocks over I thot -- make the guys at the fire station aware, a cop I passed (loose dogs are NOT cool in my neighborhood and I wanted them to know this was an escape and I was looking). But David and I had compared notes via phone and her baying seemed -- nervous and scared - so I hadn't a clue what she got into.
David finally calls me on the cell and says ... "Luna is IN OUR BACK YARD!!"
No, he hadn't missed her (because he heard her bay from a ways away while he was IN the back looking for her). But she apparently chased a critter OUT of the yard over the fence ... but then got her little self scared (cos she knows escaping is a no no) and she CLIMBED the fence to get back in.
Not a clue ... absolutely NONE ... *where* she got over the fence and I'm beyond astonished that she managed to climb back IN. She would have been drivey enough chasing the crittur OUT of the yard to have managed a leap that high. I've seen her in action (she's SO long but dang she's strong) but ... "outside" is apparently scarey. And she was motivated enough to want back IN the yard. I suspect she was chasing a black racer (and given the fact she's learned the "Pugtona" from Tink -- she's gotten unbelievably fast for a short-legged dog). I find no marks on her from any sort of a bite.
But rather than come up to one of our cars (when she knows the road is a major no no even if you escape) she figured out how to get herself back in the yard (the more acceptable "choice" for her). But her nose led her OUT of the yard ... but sheer desire to please motivated her to get back IN the yard. I think that's pretty interesting.
David and I typically talk about "when the *dog* takes over" -- meaning when sheer instinct and breed 'need' is in control. The hound following their nose, the mostlie sheltie "herding" (even pine needles upon occasion -- anything that moved), as opposed to when they use that part of their brain where learned responses kick in and begin to govern that pure dog instinct.
I can almost SEE Luna's face ... she was likely over that fence to 'find' whatever had disappeared on her ... before she even realized she WAS over it. But once she heard us calling and heard/smelled the cars looking for her suddenly the cognitive side exerted its influence and she decided she wanted to get back "in" rather than being found outside (that's a pretty complicated choice to be honest -- that was Luna CHOOSING which way to proceed, and she was right. She didn't get scolded. She was shaken enough on her own -- I'd rather leave her with "loving concern" on my part. It obviously got her home this time).
I gotta work on this more later -- this didn't convey all I wanted it to