Zen & The Art Of Dog Training

I'm a professional dog trainer. I don't ordinarily believeam the leader and his pulling on the lead is merely
in the mystical or magical. But I realize that when I dotaken as the appropriate inquiry, "Are you the leader
my job well, I'm not being driven by human logic oror am I?" I give a short snap on the leash, which
some textbook knowledge. I realize that my manybrings him back to my heel and in his world, I have
years of working with dogs has taught me to bepolitely answered, " Thank you for asking, I am the
able to cast aside my human limitations and for theleader." This question may be asked and answered
moments of our human/canine interaction, I can hearseveral times in sundry ways during our interaction.
and understand and become one with the worldWe are having a rich and wordless conversation that
inhabited by dogs. Let me try to explain. I've learnedgoes to the essence of all that needs to be known in
the world of dogs is a Zen like place somewhatthis particular moment. This conversation is fluid,
counter-intuitive to humans. There is no such thing asdynamic and constantly ongoing. An undirected stare,
time but rather a flow of events that predictablya paw placed on top of my foot, a lazy yawn can all
cascades through the dog's world. Breakfast is not atbe part of a rich language that is pregnant with
7 am in a dog's world. Breakfast is that slice of lifemeaning and content. Being human, I dwell on past
that follows the sunrise and the birds chirping andvictories and defeats. I plan and scheme. I brood
master rustling about in the food bin accompanied bysometimes. A dog does none of this for all of "this" is
the smell of his morning coffee. Although thisa moment that will change in another moment like
happens at 7 am for master, this happens in thethe breath going in and out. Dogs only care about
dogs mind as a familiar routine that could better benow and when I hear their owners bemoan past
called an association. My dog and I both know whenbehaviors and challenge me to "correct" their dog's
it's breakfast time but it's an illusion to think we bothbehavior, I smile knowingly at my canine pupil and
tell time. When I walk a dog I put her at heel. If she'sunderstand that in this moment there are a universe
an untrained dog or simply unfamiliar with meof possibilities that we shall discuss and act upon.
personally, she will probably pull and wander at first.Yesterday, as I was browsing a magazine and my
My human logic would tell me that she wants to bedog Zoe was laying by my chair curled up like a giant
free and run and sniff the grass and bound throughquestion mark, I came across an interesting
fields like a free spirit. That's what I would desireadvertisement. It was offering a forty-five minute
were I on four young legs and equipped with a nosevideo on meditation and the difficult practice of
that could smell and sense unimagined sectors of the"letting go and living in the moment". I laughed out
world that merely blow by my human nose likeloud when I read the exorbitant price for this vehicle
chards of sand in a dust storm. But I'd be wrong toto peace and tranquility. I then returned the magazine
think my dog thinks like me. My dog knows there is ato its rack and the sound of my laugh caused Zoe to
natural order to the universe and between us wesit up. I thought to myself that perhaps the reader
shall chat and determine our personal fit. In going onof this magazine could find better fulfillment if they
this walk together, it must be determined whom shallmerely owned and learned from a dog. I'm sure it
lead and who shall follow. In my dog's world there iswas my imagination, but it appeared, Zoe winked at
no democracy. In my dog's world, his pack cannotme before lying back down and rolling over.
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