Yesterday we went to the pet store again with his halter. He was grand. I only had to back up two or three times, and those were just getting ahead, not pulling. He's down to one little hop when greeting people who are leaning over him
and actually accepts the idea that no, they don't, but they'd still like to talk to him.

I LOVE the way he goes through life with a wag for every single person he lays eyes on
The only thing he's ever met that he doesn't love is the fly swatter with which I'm telling him to leave old Stitch alone because she's started pooping in the house so she won't have to walk past him and his images

Then we went over to the sidewalk outside Safeway and after a minute I took the halter off. Nobody offered to stop and pet him but we had a lot of close encounters and he was wonderful. He's got both ideas down pat - see somebody coming, wag, and look at me to get a treat, and see somebody coming, wag, and keep staring at them to get a treat. Mostly he picks looking back at me.

NOTHING bothers him. We were near a construction site with big machinery clanking. No big deal. Grocery carts whizzing by. Cars. Horns. Nothing. He's doing his look-at-people-get-a-treat thing.

Once he's in full flight after a feral cat, I can't usually call him off, but other than that, his resistance to distraction is exciting. That'll come too. Sometimes I CAN call him off, and he'll turn away and forget them if I catch him between spotting them and running.

This morning I did some shaping with him for my Fenzi shaping class. Clever baby.

His name might not be Spider. Sigh. I've called him Serra a couple of times by accident in the last few days.

Kicksled adventures

OWIEEE! My 1st semi-major injury from him. May it be the worst of many to come. He was chasing a wildly bouncing ball around my legs and jammed a canine into my knee. Didn't break the skin, but made a darn good dent through a pair of jeans and long johns. I'll be feeling that tomorrow.

-6 today with no wind. Under that influence I did something incredibly stupid. I set up the kicksled, hitched Spider and Syn to it, and went off down the road. Or tried to go off down the road.

Syn felt the harness, saw the contraption behind her, and knew immediately what she was supposed to do. She looked down the road, dug her toes in, and went off pulling for all she was worth.

Spider on the other hand realized he was having an adventure. He went under the tugline. He went over the tugline. He went through the tugline. He bit the tugline. He bit the kicksled. He bit his harness. He bit Syn's harness. He bit Syn's head, neck, muzzle, tail, and feet. Understand that none of this was stressed, it was all in the name of having an adventure.

Finally I got them all straightened out and Syn started down the road again. Spider followed along lollygagging, watching the scenery, looking for cats, and occasionally smelling some bunny poop. Syn was working hard and I was walking behind the sled or riding and kicking (it being a kicksled after all). Occasionally, quite by accident, Spider would catch up and pass Syn. Without even noticing us he'd walk off with me, the sled, and Syn. We did just get used to sliding merrily down the road when he'd suddenly bite Syn again and go back to merrily braiding the tugline.

Syn was not amused. I was not amused. Okay maybe a little amused. Spider had a heck of a good time.

There is good news in here. He's certainly going to be big enough and strong enough to enjoy kicksledding on a regular basis as an adult. I know that in multiple previous generations of Giant Schnauzers have not only done this but been very good at it and competitive. And I got a lot of exercise today.

The bad news is that even though I did a really ugly things to my shoulder today, I failed to break it, so I will remain on the three-month waitlist rather than jumping to the Urgent list.

In a less exciting moment this morning I did a video of him being shaped to do the 1st part of the obedience Drop on Recall exercise. If I could tell him to lie down at a distance, he'd have the whole thing.