My best friend has taught her dogs to shake on the command ‘Vote for me.’
Not a trick, but teach your dog NOT to jump up on people. (Pet peeve alert). I know she’s a wee schnoodle (my brother had one called Jessica; his SIL’s sister liked the name so much there is now a 20 year old girl called after a dog!), but even wee claws can hurt legs or tear tights.
My two puppies weigh nearly 8 st each – which is just about my weight. The boy is very calm, but his sister is like a kangaroo, and she’s got those nasty hard claws, too. I absolutely hate it when she jumps on me, and I asked my partner NOT to encourage her to jump. He’s 6’7" and will pat his chest to get her to jump up on him.
And then there’s me, having to lash out with leg kicks like a ninja to keep her from knocking me over whenever I go outside – it’s the inconsistency, and she doesn’t know any better.
For damage control, she has been taught when she comes inside to visit (the pups are outdoor dogs), that she has to have ‘inside manners’ and she doesn’t jump at all inside. For outside, she has learnt that if she wants to greet me and get a cuddle (and not a ‘Bloody hell get down off me!’), she is to jump up against the porch railing, and lean on that whilst she gets a scratch and a cuddle.
Strangely enough, both pups have learnt which of the indoor toys are ‘theirs’ – my partner has been away much of the summer, so we’ve developed new routines – when he was home and I let this cohort of dogs in to visit, he went running for his good shoes to rescue them (because our first set of dogs would chew anything, even stuff that was nailed down), and was amused to see the pups ignore everything, his shoes, cat toys, even a bag of biskies in their reach, to go only for their special toys.
What I like is when you realise that a dog has learnt something from you that you didn’t teach them! When the girl pup is good, obviously I praise her and speak nicely to her, and smile, cos she is a nice dog – and bloody hell if now the girlpup doesn’t kind of make high pitched sing songy noises when she’s happy and I swear to you, grins at me! Sometimes just on the one side, as I sometimes have a lopsided grin.
One of the older dogs has learnt to speak, as well – I suppose partly because we talk to them so much, they associate vocalisation with socialisation. But this dog has a funny sort of howly greeting that sounds exactly as if she’s saying ‘Harold’ which is my partner’s middle name. We encouraged her, and now she says it all the time.
My dogs know No, Go to bed, Go downstairs, Go in the house, Go get your milk/biskie, Let’s do the sheep, Put your shoes on (ie we’re going outside), and Clean up in aisle 3 (ie there’s cat vomit on the carpet, take care of that, would you?)