Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Diary of a broken dog, September: games

Jax loves to play. We don't play a lot of tug of war with him yet, because it brings out the wild beast in him. While tugging, his eyes will suddenly change, and he will become extremely aggressive and start jumping around and biting at us.

Pat bought him a frisbee, and Jax loves it, leaping into the air and chasing it. Occasionally he catches it in the air and then prances around with it in his jaws, quite pleased with himself.

On a recent walk he saw some college students playing frisbee - he instantly became alert, and tried to head over to their play area. I let him watch for a minute, his whole body was vibrating with excitment. The frisbee! the frisbee - you could practically see the little wheels turning in his head. "I could get that frisbee!" This was one of the first times he responded to a group of people without fear - he was so distracted by the frisbee. I wondered what he might have done if I had let go of him? Might be worth setting up such a scene with some agreeable people.

He chases tennis balls and sticks, almost anything we throw for him. He doesn't give back, unless we "trade" for the item - offer a different toy or small treat. Then he drops quickly and snatches at the new item. Not very polite, but he'll learn.

We are teaching "wait" - hold an item in front of him, but remove it quickly if he snatches at it. He gets the item when I want to give it to him.