Thursday, April 30, 2009
Carnivals
I had another perfect training chance tonight although it could have been any night between tonight and May 3 we decided to take it tonight. There is a small carnival near us. So we drove over, it's within walking distance but mom didn't want to agrevate her back, and walked around for a bit. The lady at the front tried to say "No dogs" and mom calmly explained that I am a service dog. She tried to stick to no dogs and mom said "This is a service dog and by law he is allowed to accompany me to any public place." She didn't say anything after that just took mom and dads tickets. Mom said I was great during all that and just stood calmly beside her. We were walking around and nothing phased me. You know how carnivals are....lots of bright, flashing lights, loud, sudden noises, screaming people, kids running around etc etc. Mom said I just acted like I have been to them every day of my life. She wound up doing more "people training" then dog training LOL. There was one guy that said I must bite simply because i'm an Australian Cattle Dog and his cousin has one and that dog bites all the time. Mom told him flat out that the dog must not have been trained properly then because she has never met an Australian Cattle Dog that bites. Everyone was commenting on how calm I was and of course the "Oh look at the cute dog" comments. There were so many people who either didn't know what a service dog is or didn't understand what a seizure alert dog is. Mom did get in some dog training once I had gotten a look around at everything and realized that some of the rides were moving fast. I started trying to chase after them and barking. At one ride I was even trying to jump up in the air after it as it past by over head. It was kind of cute but mom corrected me for it because that is not behaviour she wants. She did praise me and gave me treats for sitting and not barking. We walked around until I started alerting to mom.....she forgot flashing lights tend to trigger her seizures. So we headed out and came home.
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