And I would have if I didn't start worrying about my hemoglobin level.
Only it's not from the puppy, it's the owner giving me a dirty look.
I resist the urge to stick my tongue out at her.
Mostly because Ace has decided to find other well behaved dogs to bother.
Needless to say, I have no idea what the video said.
We were directed over to our crates. The only time we use our crate at home is for when we leave Ace. He will go in his crate occasionally to take a nap on his own or to stow a toy. And just in the past couple weeks we have been leaving him out of the crate when we go somewhere.
The trainer tells us to put our dogs in their crates.
Ace immediately sits and refuses to budge. Nothing I can do will get him in there. He won't follow a treat in there. Not even his Frisbee.
I'm at the end of the line of crates and by the time the trainer gets to me all the other puppies are going in and out of their crates and playing their "crate games".
Ace has his heels dug in.
The trainer tries all the things that I have already tried. She then tells me to pick him up and put him in.
Imagine trying to put a cat in a bucket of water. Ace wiggled and arched his back. He flailed all four legs out. After a couple of failed attempts of trying to shove an insane shaped dog into a well behaved shaped dog sized hole, the trainer says "stop".
"What have you done to him? Have you been using his crate as punishment?" she says in an accusing tone.
"No! Never! The only time we use it is for when we leave him. He probably thinks I'm going to leave him here!" I say while wiping the grey muddy sweat off my face.
"Well, I've never seen a dog so upset!" she says in her I-don't-believe-you tone. "You'll have to work on this at home!"
Yeah sure. whatever.
We did a few more "exercises" that all made me look equally as horrible as a negligent dog owner.
I went home exhausted, dirty and defeated.
My only hope is that next week Ace adjusts to all the stimuli and "wow's" them all.
But I won't be holding my breath.