Sheepdogs: Keeping the Wolves at Bay by Gordon Carroll

Author:Gordon Carroll [Carroll, Gordon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9798624374690
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Amazon: B085VTBLF1
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Publisher: Independently Published
Published: 2020-03-12T04:00:00+00:00

I saw Max start to break and stopped him just in time. He was more amped than usual and I didn’t know why. Fooey is the German word Pfui and its actual translation is something like yuck, but most American handlers use it as a milder form of the word no. Nein, pronounced nine in English is the harsher form of the word no and is used to strongly correct a dog’s actions when misbehaving. Ripping off Gauge’s arm would have been considered misbehaving, thus the need for the harsher correction.

Ideally a handler should use only a single correction when training, such as fooey or nine, but not both, otherwise the dog will learn to wait until the second command before actually obeying. Being a judge, instructor and trainer, I of course know this and would dock points off any handler I heard doing such a thing during competition or training. So dock me. Stress makes even the best of us screw up.

Besides, I really needed to see if I could get some information out of Gauges, and if he was isolated in an intensive care ward at a hospital that would be unlikely.

I foossed Max back to me and knelt down beside him. I had my .45 in my hand, not knowing if Gauges was armed or not. I could see nothing beneath the deck. It was completely black. But I didn’t doubt Max for a second.

“Hey there,” I said, “you, under the deck. You can either come out from under there and talk to me nicely, or I can send this fine Belgian piranha in to bring you out. You have five seconds to decide. Five — four — three…”

“I’m commin’ out, man. I’m commin’ out. Don’t let Cujo get me. I give up… I swear.”

“That’s good,” I said. “Come out with your hands in front and make sure they’re empty. If you try anything naughty it will go very bad for you. Besides the dog I’ve got a .45 caliber stainless steel bang-bang pointed at you and I’ll squeeze off a bunch of painful bullets, understand?”

“I ain’t tryin’ nothin’, man. I swear.”

He came out from under the deck, hands in front just like I’d asked.

Max trembled beneath my fingers. He was wired and ready for action. I was afraid he was a little too wired and might go for Gauges. I platzed him and went over to Gauges and patted him down. I found a two-inch pocketknife in his right, front pant’s pocket, but other than that he was unarmed. I holstered my weapon and told him to stand there while I moved Max closer to the fence. Max walked with me but his eyes never left Gauges. I gave Max the ouss command, which is designed to shut him down instantly. Max lay down and quieted, but his muscles still jumped and flexed as though he was fighting a losing battle with his will.

I went back to Gauges.

“You ain’t a cop,” he said.

“No, but I play one on TV, and I know what you’ve been up to.

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