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2nd Hand Dogs just how do they come about? Have you ever given this any thought?
Puppies are so cute when they are little. But now that they are bigger,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], not as cute, and are starting to develop some not so welcomed behaviors like chewing shoes, or the end table, soiling all over the house,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and bark all of the time. They are quickly on their way to becoming a 2nd hand dog.
What about jumping up on you, you tell him "No", push him down, but he insist on repeating this behavior. He steals things and chews on them. Then when you try to take it away from him the game of chase begins. He doesn't listen to you, but somehow you always seem to be responding to him. But you really want to give this 2nd hand dog a chance.
Show leadership by not respond to the dog, but make him earn your attention and his rewards. If possible ignore his bad behavior like jumping up. Move away from him and don't say anything to him. This is showing dominance and if he doesn't get attention for what he is doing he will stop.
When he does stop, acknowledge him and praise him. Only pet him if he put his butt on the floor in the "sit" position without being asked for it. Jumping up can be stopped in minutes. Now he's a better 2nd hand dog!
Repeated behavior becomes learned. Behaviors that get attention even if it's negative attention are usually being reinforced. So if you are correcting the dog but you don't see the behavior going away then you are just reinforcing the behavior, because to the dog it isn't objectionable, just attention.
How do you stop the chasing game when he steals something that you don't want him to have? Keep the dog on leash in the house. He shouldn't have the run of the house anyway! Pin it to you so you can keep an eye on him, but have your hands free.
You have three seconds or less,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and less is best,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], to praise or correct your dog. Always be prepared have treats in your pocket or a favorite toy. When he takes something before you can stop him, stay calm. Act as if nothing has happened. Offer the dog a treat or toy,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], as he drops the item for the treat praise him and give him the reward. Now that you know he will drop the item for a treat give a command, "Drop" and reward him for dropping the item with praise and the treat.
Now teach him a "Leave It" command, which means don't touch and to look away from the item. Start this on leash and with a food treat. Drop the treat on the floor and say "Leave It".
Be ready to stop him with the leash from getting the treat. Don't say anything to him. Give a little pop on the leash and release the pressure slightly. If he doesn't look up at you, make a kissing sound. When he looks at you praise him "Good Leave It" and let him have the treat. When he understands you can transfer this to any item, person, or animal. Soon he won't bother anything when you say "Leave It". Now he is even a better 2nd hand dog!
The manageress and a guy behind a till were the only people in the shop and I made my way to the walk-in beer fridge at the back. Over the months they had got to know me well and no doubt had their own thoughts about me. But I was probably one of their best customers so they always treated me politely. They could not have failed to notice the huge amounts of booze that I was buying.As I made my way to the beer fridge the shop assistant appeared out of nowhere and greeted me. "Sawubona," he said. He seemed to stare right into my very soul. I wondered what was he thinking. He sometimes helped me to the car and today would be no different. No doubt I was a shock to him as well. Maybe I was too paranoid. Sure I was gaunt, filthy and sickly-looking but then maybe there were plenty of people like me coming in and out of the bottle store every day. Maybe all that intrigued them was where the money was coming from. That must be a mystery as I looked like a typical down and out. Bugger it. Let them ponder.
The cold beer fridge revived me a little and I always stayed a couple of minutes longer than necessary. I found my beer and asked the assistant to help me carry the case to the till. There I fumbled for the money and handed it over to the guy. He remained silent and passed me the change which I gave to the assistant. He mumbled a quiet "Siyabonga," and carried the case to the car.I felt that I had no choice any more. The liquor consumed all my mental and physical energy. The people who came and went in my life saw me as a babbling wreck. I comforted myself with the thought that they should see me when I was deprived of my beers.I stopped at the fridge long enough to sink a cold one and then walked into the office. My entrance went unnoticed and only Mary looked up and asked how I was feeling. Plonking myself down,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I couldn't fail to notice that it had turned into a lovely day.