Life with Rafe and Mack


Mac and Rafe are definitely interested in the toys
today.  Mac has been over standing up on the counter
multiple times.  And just before I left for exercise
class I had another round with Rafik, who had taken
one of the tugs again.  He just wants to shred them.

Does that count as excitement?
We are having fun.  Mac is a lunatic–so we are
working on making him understand that the tug comes
out when I want it, not when he decides to run to the
gate to look at the bag with the toys in it.  And not
when he does his little Schutzhund bark/whine routine.

He has no idea what to do with the big tug toys–I
bounced one around in the kitchen and he tentatively
tried it, but then went back to leaping and jumping,
so we have to keep playing around.
Wish you could have seen him with Tariat–he is just
very quietly confident.  And he knew enough to decide
that he did not want to greet the gander (Smith, of
the goose defense team Smith and Wesson).


So far he is charming everyone, including children who
are terrified of dogs.


Cheers!
Last night at class Mac had a real test.  We were
doing Open out-of-sight downs, and the fox terrier
next to him broke and evidently went right over to him
and jumped on his back.  Mackie has been dying to play
with this dog since class started, but he was a rock.
Everyone is very impressed with him (even if he does
still anticipate the recalls and retrieves). 

Thank you for the great temperament!
Happy May Day!

The Macster brought home a new dog show chair from the
obedience match at the Seward Kennel Club show this
weekend.  We will not talk about the small entry or
the good dogs that showed for exhibition only–instead
we are going to enjoy our High in Match ribbon and be
grateful that he only barked at me once in the ring
(while sitting in front, waiting for the judge to get
around to the Finish command).  The Mac still can’t
figure out why these judges cannot get those commands
out faster.
But somehow everybody likes
him–even the little dogs in our training group are
always anxious to see him, although I can’t figure out
why–his usual approach is to try to plant a paw on
them.  All the people like him, and my vet and his
assistants always talk about the boys as “our favorite
shepherds.”

He is starting to focus–and I think I will have him
pretty well trained through Utility by the time he can
pay attention in the ring.  He is doing very well on
Open.  I have to raise his jump height, but have been
training with 18-20″ just so he can concentrate on the
retrieve part.  He still anticipates, but it is
getting better.  And he may just end up as a great
tracker, especially if I can figure out the key to
making him point to articles more clearly.  Right now
he just wants to keep tracking.  The old
ball-in-the-pocket may do it.

And yes, Mackie is the first dog who ever managed to
stretch out on the bed with Old Dad during reading
time.  I couldn’t believe it the first time I saw it.
And Mac is very nice to Dad on those occasions.  When
he jumps up with me he bounces around and carries on,
but with Dad he just settles in.

He did try to get in the laps of our guests tonight,
but fortunately they like dogs.
A great story from this morning.  After Mac did his track, I took Rafe

along to pick up flags, etc.  He was tracking along,
and on the last leg left the track and went off about
ten feet and sat down.  Sitting is his article
indication.  I couldn’t figure out how I was that far
off the line to the last flag, but went to look:  he
found a sock that had fallen out of my pocket weeks
ago when I was tracking with the Mac.  Mac, of course,
breezed right by earlier on his way to the glove and
his ball.  So Rafe got his reward, then returned to
the track and found the glove.  After he got home, he
was rewarded big-time.

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