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by clc29 on 21 February 2012 - 02:02
Tell your funny tracking stories....I'll start.
Ok.....so I'm a new handler and Cisco and I have graduated from the "Box" to short serpentine tracks.
Last weekend we tracked at a new location and on a new surface. The area changed from park to open wilderness and the surface changed from park type grass to natural sandy loam.
I'm with my trainer (an LE K9 handler) who watches me (carefully) lay the first track and then a second track (different location), complete with a pile of hot dog pieces at the end of each, with a slight secretive smile on his face, you know the smile that makes you wonder if you have something on your face or in your teeth.
Anyway, I go back to the car and get Cisco, I was gone from the tracks for maybe 5 minutes, we start the first track, Cisco is doing great and I didn't realize that he's past the end of the track until he starts tracking me back to the car. I'm thinking crap, how the heck did that happen and where's my pile of hot dogs? I know I put a pile of hot dogs at the end of the track.
My trainer says he did great, now go work the other track. Once again I send Cisco out to track. Cisco is much more focused on the second track and I'm watching him go from foot print to foot print, only this time he's not stopping to eat the hot dog pieces I put in each foot print. Crap..Crap.. Crap. I look ahead a notice every footprint is missing it's hot dog piece!!! I look back to my trainer who is now trying very hard not to laugh and say what the hell....my hot dog pieces are missing again.
He yells back at me.......Oh yeah.....I forgot to tell you......I've trained the Blue Jays up here to track!!!!
Freaking birds.......here I'm trying so hard not to confuse my dog or screw him up and the little buggers are working against me.
Ok.....so I'm a new handler and Cisco and I have graduated from the "Box" to short serpentine tracks.
Last weekend we tracked at a new location and on a new surface. The area changed from park to open wilderness and the surface changed from park type grass to natural sandy loam.
I'm with my trainer (an LE K9 handler) who watches me (carefully) lay the first track and then a second track (different location), complete with a pile of hot dog pieces at the end of each, with a slight secretive smile on his face, you know the smile that makes you wonder if you have something on your face or in your teeth.
Anyway, I go back to the car and get Cisco, I was gone from the tracks for maybe 5 minutes, we start the first track, Cisco is doing great and I didn't realize that he's past the end of the track until he starts tracking me back to the car. I'm thinking crap, how the heck did that happen and where's my pile of hot dogs? I know I put a pile of hot dogs at the end of the track.
My trainer says he did great, now go work the other track. Once again I send Cisco out to track. Cisco is much more focused on the second track and I'm watching him go from foot print to foot print, only this time he's not stopping to eat the hot dog pieces I put in each foot print. Crap..Crap.. Crap. I look ahead a notice every footprint is missing it's hot dog piece!!! I look back to my trainer who is now trying very hard not to laugh and say what the hell....my hot dog pieces are missing again.
He yells back at me.......Oh yeah.....I forgot to tell you......I've trained the Blue Jays up here to track!!!!
Freaking birds.......here I'm trying so hard not to confuse my dog or screw him up and the little buggers are working against me.
by Sunsilver on 21 February 2012 - 02:02
So, we're doing our final tracking test for the beginner tracking course I was taking.
When learning corners, our instructor put a marker about 10 feet before the corner. We were supposed to stop there, and let the dog figure out the corner on its own.
When Tasha reached the marker, and immediately turned left, I reprimanded her, thinking it was just the warning flag...
As my instructor said latetr, "Well, SHE passed with flying colours, but YOU flunked!
When learning corners, our instructor put a marker about 10 feet before the corner. We were supposed to stop there, and let the dog figure out the corner on its own.
When Tasha reached the marker, and immediately turned left, I reprimanded her, thinking it was just the warning flag...
As my instructor said latetr, "Well, SHE passed with flying colours, but YOU flunked!
by RLHAR on 21 February 2012 - 03:02
We have a lower level field that has a tendency to flood without looking like its flooded.
I was about half way through laying the track when I realized I was literally laying through marshland. I'd come up from the boggy-ness about every fourth step, set down my bit of food and then back into the water. This went on for one leg, second leg was dry, third leg was also boggy.
When I got my girl and set her too it, she set herself down to business up till her nose was under water, paused and looked up and over her shoulder at me like "Really, Mom ... REALLY?!?!" I literally shrugged and said "Such!" and on she went. Tracked the whole damn thing like a champ and then pouted at me for the rest of the day.
I was about half way through laying the track when I realized I was literally laying through marshland. I'd come up from the boggy-ness about every fourth step, set down my bit of food and then back into the water. This went on for one leg, second leg was dry, third leg was also boggy.
When I got my girl and set her too it, she set herself down to business up till her nose was under water, paused and looked up and over her shoulder at me like "Really, Mom ... REALLY?!?!" I literally shrugged and said "Such!" and on she went. Tracked the whole damn thing like a champ and then pouted at me for the rest of the day.
by LadyFrost on 21 February 2012 - 17:02
clc29..Ha,ha,....thats funny....
RLHAR....wow...impressive....
RLHAR....wow...impressive....
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