SNOW SNOW SNOW

Photo: Moss gallups along by himself into the snowy countryside

SNOW! SNOW! And more bleeding SNOW! For the first few days it was fun to get the dogs out for a play, Renton just loves the stuff, but it is impossible to work him when it’s so deep and it is now getting very frustrating.  

Guide dogs are trained to stay off roads and to walk on pavements, and this week has been very exasperating with the pavements and edges of the roads being piled high with ice and snow. Renton is taught to stop at kerbs..and as you know...with all this snow, we are lucky to find the kerbs. 


All this snow can also be very disorientating as all the regular landmarks and sounds change when everything is covered in snow. As I’ve only had Renton a couple of months, it’s important to constantly reinforce his training to consolidate our bond. Something that I am worried about as we’ve been unable to do this, over the last couple of weeks 

Photo: Moss comes back - for a biscuit of course!

On the positive side, Renton and Moss have had a fantastic time, giving them space to get to know each other and test each other out a bit. We’ve had them out running together, around Lanark golf course which is covered in a couple of feet of snow. There have been a few tussles, German Shepherds like to play by chasing and standing on their back legs in play fights, while Mr Moss...well, He is a gentleman and likes keep to his gentle rules of chase and then follow games.

Photo: Renton trying to eat the snow

 Renton loves to pick up the snow with his mouth and toss it into the air and then try and catch it. Because of his size, it’s so easy sometimes to forget how young and puppy like, he is.

photo: car in snowy driveway

This week, like a lot of people, it has been hard to get to work, I must venture in next week or my colleagues wont recognise me. I’ve got  a funny feeling they might remember Renton though.    

Photographs brought to you in association with Alan White!

Temperature showing -20.3 degrees at the weather station Lanark Golf Course

Gail White sent Christine these pictures.  -- - 20c!. To think we were going to run the dogs up Lanark Golf Course this morning, so so glad we never. 

Tried tiring the dogs out by running round the outside of the house 15 times!!

Car Park full of ice and snow

Never worked Renton still wants to play.

View of Lanark Golf Course from the first Tee covered with ice and snow

Marys' Email

What all the best dressed dogs are wearing at bedtime

After all the bad snow and traffic problems we've had here in Central Scotland in the last few days, I got this email from my guide dog trainer Mary. Talk about commitment. Or was it just an excuse for a pyjama party and takeaway.

Hi Ian

Well what a night, carry out food, pj's from Asda, dog beds, putting into a wellie boot and the Herald crossword by the xmas tree, three pet dogs and 2 training dogs.....oh and 10 members of staff all sleeping on the floor.

Trying to get home at lunch time.

Take care and see you when the weather gets better.

Obedience

who is winding who up?     Copyright Lorne Brown

Just a quick note about obedience.  I always start off any walk with a series of obedience exercises with Renton.  I get him to Sit, Down and Stay...while I slowly extend the lead and walk around him.  The cartoon above is Lornes' interpretation of this....aaargh!
love it

Renton’s Riot

                

Due to the snow, Renton has had time off from training.....but not obedience.

 The last few days have been a bit erratic with Renton. His guiding work has been excellent, but, he has been showing some signs of stress, particularly around horses, cats and dogs. It appears to be a re-action of fear rather than dominance, as he is not an aggressive dog by nature. He seems to fixate on the horse or dog...  barking and growling, and this is obviously, very scary for other dog owners. 

Well, this is what happened last week when I was out with a couple of colleagues having some lunch in a nearby pub. I blame myself, because Renton was asleep and I hadn’t a proper grip of his lead. It just suddenly kicked off. Steak pie going one way, chips the other... One of the regulars came in with his small dog Megan. She  is a quiet little thing who sees the pub like a second home. Moss knew her well and they got on fine.   However, Renton hadn’t come across her in his previous visits. Before I knew what was happening, Renton was up on his toes and off barking and running her. She must have thought; “ that’s it I’m a goner now”. 

Thankfully not. Renton ran over to her and stopped dead. As if, “what do I do now.”  he sniffed her nose...and after that they were fine...all was quiet and calm again.


He has also done this in harness on the street a couple of times. I’ve just used the old "Dog Whisperer" technique of getting him to lay down on his side, until he calms down.  And it seems to work.


As for the horses this is new to Renton and us.  Moss quite likes the horses and has never worried them or ran riot. And when Renton first came, the horses in the field next door didn’t appear to bother him, but for some reason he has been loosing it completely. To the extent I’ve had to get him down on his side again. This technique does work well. In fact he puts up very little resistance. However, this means I can’t relax, I’m on my toes the whole time waiting for the next reaction. Charlie, the horse has remained very calm, at all times, looking over the fence wondering what all the fuss is about

I’ve been reliably informed this isn’t unusual for a German Sheppard who has changed handlers at least 4 times in his 2 years. Guide Dogs have told me that his sensitivity will decrease as he settles further.


Lets hope so as my right arm is going to be two foot longer than my left. On the positive side  I now have the reaction time of a Ninja warrior. 






This is Charlie, one of the horses next door - he is the coolest horse in Lanark - and knows a thing or two about mad dogs...

some play time for Renton - at last!

How about a challenge for you, the reader?

Down and stay!.

I’m wanting a little help from you. I have had amazing feedback about the blog..and I would like to know from more blog readers,  how much more detail you would like to know about my life with Renton..I mean, I find it fascinating..of course!!..but...you might be going..oh no..not more.. about Renton.

So... any tips on what you would you have liked or disliked so far..would be really helpful.

and your prize?...well you'll get a personal mention in the blog of course!!!    or a pint down the local pub...you have to pay your own expenses though if you live outside Lanark.well, lets never mind the outside lanark bit!!!!!just pay..all your expenses actually....phew..thank goodness I remembered to say that..considering the readership!!! Australia, Korea...planes are expensive.....

Wise old dog!

“you can’t put an old head on young shoulders.” My retired dog Moss who was 10 years old this week, showed Renton a thing or two when it came to getting a treat without having to bust a gut. 

When free running Renton in the park his re-call (ie: return to me!) is generally pretty good, but to keep his response time up, we regularly reinforce it by going through a number of obedience and re-call exercises before taking the lead off of him.  I normally start the routine  with  “sit, wait, down, wait.” and while I’m doing this, I’m walking around the dog with the lead fully extended. Next step is to put on his play collar with bells attached so that I can hear where he is in the park. and yes, it does make him sound like an alpine cow! 

Anyway, a new re-call game we play is where Christine hides and I get Renton and Moss to go and find her. When they do, they’ll get a treat from her and then I’ll use my whistle to call them both back to me for another small treat. It keeps them interested in us rather than other distractions in the park. Fun for all the family.

However, Moss got quickly bored with this game. So when Renton went tearing off to find Christine, Moss quietly moved only 3 yards away away giving me the impression that he too was off to hunt  down his prey.  When I blew my whistle, I heard Renton running back, his bells getting quickly  louder and louder.  And then on cue Mr Moss steps in at the last moment for some praise and a treat. He hadn’t gone anywhere or done anything to deserve it, but he managed to con his former blind handler that he had been helping out Renton.

 Hey,..wise old dog!!!dontcha be teaching the young one new tricks!! 

Movin on up!

Remarkable, exactly 5 weeks today I started this blog, who would have believed it that I have had reached 1000  hits this very morning.

Renton and Nugget - bear hug!..not then it wasn't!!!

Blog Ratings

It was due to Christine's persuasive powers that I have written this Blog at all...she thought it would be a good idea to keep me occupied in the hotel room in between training sessions to stop me going stir crazy.  It was either this or basket weaving!..who would have believed it then, that we are now just 85 short of 1000 hits for this blog.


With an audience from all round the UK, Singapore, Russia, Denmark, Korea, Australia, Ireland, USA, Germany and Poland.   Incredible, lets see if we can get it to 1000 by the weekend...so please...spread the word....and I'll keep writing.

Time to say "THANK YOU"

You've got to have..friends...Renton and Nugget

The one thing I hadn’t thought of when I went for my new dog was how many people would be involved in supporting me through this process. Not only the dog trainers, but those people who have worked to keep me sane!
  So..here goes...a great big Renton style Thankyou to: 

Volunteer Puppy walkers Sheila and Peter for the fantastic job they did with Renton. It’s thanks to them that I’ve got a guide dog that is so well house trained and socialised. 

Breeders: Eleanor and Angus of the brood bitch who donated the puppies to the Association. Again many thanks to them.

Niall Young worked tirelessly with Renton to train him to a fantastic standard  and for teaching him the fabulous command..."stand"  how wonderful is that command alone Niall?..German Shepherd’s require particular handling due to their sensitivity and Niall has done grand job.

Mary then took over and has been training me how to work with Renton  and has to put up with me saying at least a hundred times a day .."well my last dogs' never did that..." So a big thankyou to her for putting up with me for the last few weeks, but she hasn’t finished yet..... 

  

Allan and Gael came to visit and had to listen to me prattling on about Renton for 3 hours!  They also looked after Moss when Christine came to stay over at the weekends. Brian also came to visit and listened patiently to me moaning about rubbish and Max  another old friend turned up at the hotel and bought me beer.  

Chas arrived with his four children one Sunday afternoon. I showed the children  how to groom Renton while Chas and I  drank tea and gossiped about work. [By the end of the afternoon Renton had turned into a huge fuzzy ball of fur!)

Whilst I was focusing on this new dog and driving everyone mad, Mike and his glamorous assistant Rosie fixed the fence to stop Renton rounding up the horses in the field next door.

Lorne, Christine’s father, nagged us into taking a reality pill and get a bigger car to transport our two large dogs, sorted our underfloor insulation, fixed tiles in the kitchen and persevered with us both wittering on about big dog, little dog, big dog little dog....you know  witter! 

Mark my good friend and fellow guide dog owner has been and will be (for the for see able future) my personal councillor on the phone when particularly when Renton hit his "u bend phase"  and he reminded me on numerous occasions that it is always tough at the start. No matter how many guide dogs you are lucky to work with,  Guide dogs don't arrive in a red ribboned parcel ready to plug in and go. 

 Thank you everyone for all your support.    But I should remind you...this is not the end...it is just the beginning!!!!!

  

Time for a quick rant

I have to get something off my chest. Crazy questions from the general public!

I’m fully aware that people are interested in how a guide dog is trained, but even when I answer their questions, for some reason they don’t always seem to believe me. I've put some examples below:

Question “How do they teach the dog to read signs?”  

Answer “Dogs can’t read, they’re dogs.”

re-action public: perplexed, disbelief, the dog must know how to read signs....  

Member of public shouts to me..."haw Mr...what a lovely dog you've got, I've got a girl one like that at home"

re-action me - Perplexed, disbelief....

Question “Are you sure they can’t read?”

Answer “Sorry, I misled you, yes you are correct they can read. In fact my dog is currently reading War and Peace.”

One question that was asked this week not to me, but to Christine as she followed behind me and Renton. 

Question “When does the dog know when to cross the road?”

Answer “It doesn’t, it is up to the blind person to judge when it is clear” 

Question “Yes I know, but when does the dog know that the road is clear?”

And on it went with the person repeating the same question at least 4 times and getting the same response. It was a perfectly reasonable question, but she didn’t like the answer. 

The next one always makes me laugh and I end up being sarcastic, I can’t help it. Keep in your mind that my last dog was a black Labrador and my new one is a large German Shepherd. 

Question “When are you going for your new dog?” 

Now then I’m  standing with something the size of a small horse with a white harness on which says in neon lettering  Guide Dog. 

Answer "here he is" and I point to the dog- just to make sure

Question, “It’s a black Labrador you have though, isn’t it, what have you got this time?”

Answer, “I’ve got the same again a black lab.” As I nod to the Shepherd.

Answer “Ah that’s good.” Then they wander off -  Confused?

And I’m the one with the Guide Dog. It’s a real worry.  

RENTON AT WORK

Cuckoo in the nest - whose bowl is whose?

I’ve now been home one whole week and in some respects it’s like going back a stage in the training as I now have to settle Renton into another new place...this time his own home. 

In the history of dog training these are the  "early weeks" and it is all about me understanding what Renton can do and how I can interpret his moves. Whether they be positive moves like: guiding me around road works, groups of school pupils aimlessly milling around eating chips or finding a pelican crossing to help me cross the road. These are all tough things to do and Renton can and has done them all very well. Alternatively, he has also been  completely distracted, stopping to sniff doorways, getting lost, going up the wrong driveway, walking me into a hedge  and for all these things he needs to be corrected...However, all negatives, need to be looked upon positively and we encourage him to do better through lots of praise. We are trying to build his confidence so that the guiding does not become a negative chore.

What we are trying to establish is consistency. Even though Neil Young [not the singer,] who did the early training at the centre in Forfar did an excellent job,I’m a new handler for Renton, and I don’t know his little ways and character. Importantly, Renton knows this himself and will try to push the boundaries. 

This is exactly what he did today. He sniffed, sniffed and sniffed some more. This was a route from my home to the railway station we had travelled before with little difficulty, but today he was chancing his arm, or should I say paw. In this kind of situation it is so easy to get angry, but again, it is equally as important that I remain consistent, positive and firm. Oh yes and calm. Eventually I got him going with some assistance from Mary  my trainer, (who growled at him...really!) but I think it would be reasonable to say it wasn’t Renton’s finest hour. However, in three weeks this was truly his only bad walk and when you think of it like that...then he is doing really well.    

Renticus Giganticus

Well, Renton and I have now been home for over 72 hours. As I said in my last blog, Renton wasn’t happy in the hotel, but  now that he’s here at home, my goodness, what a different dog. In the last few days of our stay, he stopped eating,  took to staying in the bathroom and refusing to come out. We called it his U bend phase, as Renton  spent most of his free time staring at a space under the sink. 

The change in Renton as soon as we came in the front door of my house was so tangible. After all, he didn’t know this was going to be his home, Renton had only been here once for a very short stay during our matching visit. Nevertheless, their must have been something familiar about being in a house opposed  to being in a hotel that brought him out of his shell. He bounced around every room, making himself familiar with the place, he found some places he wanted to lie in and sniffed out every corner.

We are in the fortunate position of having a reasonably large garden for a dog to run around in. So we opened the door and stood far back....jump. run, chase, throw toy, horses..wow he had a great time.

Christine was worried how Moss my retired guide dog would cope with this prospective large new house mate. This has been Moss’s home and he is very happy here. so Christine and I had a concern that Moss might feel pushed out of his own home. 

We had no need to worry, because they have both settled down well together.Moss appears to have had a calming effect on Renton, and when Moss had his dinner, it encourage Renton to eat, which was just great.  However, I’m not convinced that Moss knows that this dog is here to stay and not just for a visit. 

It didn’t take long for Renton to make his presence felt. As Mary my trainer and I were standing chatting in the garden all we heard was SPLASH! As Renton jumped into the pond. Moss who is a Labrador and is meant to love water has never been near it, but Renton was straight in there.

Best of friends?

The question is  -  did he jump or was he pushed -  as Moss was spotted trotting away from the scene  - seemingly unconcerned...... wag wag! 

Dog Log Seven

My instructor Mary was telling me something particularly interesting today. I always believed that the dog aged  7 dog years for every human one. However, current research suggests that how the dog ages, changes throughout its life. For example, a dogs' first year is equivalent to 16 of ours. By the time the dog is 2, that drops to 8 dog years for the second human year. So, this means Renton, at the dog age of 2 is equivalent to 24 year old human. For the rest of a dogs life, it works out roughly at five years to every one of ours.

So what does that tell me about Renton?  He can show people that he is not happy and that is exactly what Renton was displaying last weekend. Labradors are a bit more robust and can transfer from one handler to the next as long  as they are being fed they are generally happy, but for German Shepherd’s this is a little more complex.  They are not so fixated on food and can be utterly devoted to their trainer. Although Renton appeared to be happy with me at the beginning, he is showing signs of being a little under pressure by being in this small hotel room with someone who he really doesn’t know. This week we are going to get him home early to get him settled in to a home environment, to help ease this transfer.

He was showing classic Shepherd signs of not settling; hiding his big head in tiny corners, taking himself away to a different room, in this case the hotel bathroom and finally refusing to obey any commands. I heard it described as being like a stroppy teenager throwing their weight around.

Plus as everything is new all his senses are heightened; noises appear louder, moving objects are more attractive for chasing and new people appear more daunting.  Although he does come out for hugs.

I’m pleased to say he’s a lot better today and is being a bit more like his laid back self.

The good thing is I know what a good worker he is and I also know that his behaviour is normal for a Shepherd at this stage of his training. He will get over it and settle down with a lot of TLC once he gets back home and gets a bit more space. 

Nevertheless I’ve ordered a psychiatric couch. Hang on a minute, he’s not allowed on the couch. I expect by then I’ll need it myself!      

Dog Log Day Six

Renton taking the high ground

Renton and Moss met properly this week as you see in the photo below, Moss looking to the left and Renton to the right!..says a lot. They had met briefly when I had my matching visit with the Guide Dog Instructors,a few weeks ago, but that was just a quick introduction. This time we took them to a park. The instructor Mary and I met Christine and Moss to give the dogs  a free run together. At first they just ignored one another. Moss sniffed about as only Moss does.("I should have been a drugs sniffer dog you know, says Moss, I just stood in the wrong queue") Whilst Renton ran around with his toy in his mouth as only Renton can. Two very different characters.

All was going well until Moss ran over to another dog to play, however, Renton’s herding instincts kicked in and he ran over to round Moss up and bring him back, much to Moss’s displeasure. He didn’t want to be rounded up, he's a sociable fella. As you can see in the photo Renton is some what bigger than Moss. However, Moss wasn’t going to have any of Renton’s  attitude and stood up as tall as he could and had a right go back. There then ensued a bad tempered  exchange between the young and old dogs. It sounded a lot worse than it was and in time I’m sure they’ll be good friends. 

Nothing that a little Family Therapy, self help books and a bottle of brandy wont cure!..who gets the brandy? 

    

Wee Moss!

..and I've more to say about their meeting, but, I'll add it tomorrow for tonight I'm exhausted!

Dog Log Day 5

This weekend Renton was allowed into the restaurant for the first time. Obviously accompanied by me and not on his own, in case you thought that he was sitting at a table expectantly with a napkin tucked into his collar waiting for Sunday lunch. (oh..and there was another grown up there, Christine,..to supervise!) Last weekend was really the first time he had been in and around the main part of the hotel with me only and not on harness, only his lead. So this was my first experience of being with him in a restricted  public area with so many people around. As I said in my first posting, German Shepard’s tend to get a very strong reaction of love or hate  and true to form I had experience of both..

Obviously I tend to be fairly unaware of the inaudible reactions unless people come and actually talk to me or the dog. To be honest, the general public are much more likely to talk to the dog, yep..tell the dog, where my table is..to be careful with the sticking out chair ..honestly!…  So I tend to literally blindly push on, causing chaos, if I don’t know people are there...and Renton and I were causing chaos, as Christine was telling me..although she had a hard time keeping up as she is only wee and had to run behind to keep up!!! 

Heading down one of the hotel corridors we came face to face with a delegation of Chinese visitors. The sounds were incredible, scuffles, hotel cards being shoved in locks, doors not opening, sounds of people literally climbing walls in their terror to get away.

One poor woman was trying to get into a bedroom that clearly wasn’t hers with a card that wouldn’t work. Whilst a man stood transfixed in horror not knowing where to go or what to do. ..But no-one spoke, coughed or made any noise at all!...Renton and I strode through   -  the only thing on my mind was my cooked breakfast!.

Christine has spent a lot of time in China (something that she is constantly reminding me of) explained to me that there is a different cultural attitude to dogs in China which explained their re-action. Plus the average height is 5ft 7 and tiny dogs. (cough.. I'm 6ft with...a biiiiiggg dog) I must have looked really scary to them.  The difficulty is, there aren't many places you can hide in a corridor.

On the way back, just to underline Renton’s gentleness. He came across two small children in reception. One stood with her arms out stretched wanting a hug from the dog. Renton didn’t let her down and very gently put his head on her shoulder and she got a massive hug much to her delight. The little sister seeing this ran around a pillar to head Renton off at the pass, with her arms out stretched. Renton didn’t let her down either and she to got a hug and a delicately nibbled ear, from the dog, the pair of them giggled away (the same dog that only 45 minutes earlier was causing such fear and terror). 

I think I'll need to get used to this!

Dog Log - Day 4

Well that’s me completed my first working week with Renton. I can’t express how good it is being guided again by a dog.

This week we’ve mainly done some quiet block walks with the odd stretch of shops thrown in to see how we do. I must say Renton has performed very well. However, it has taken me a little time to get my balance and get some speed up. Renton’s  speed is naturally  quick, but it is very controllable I can slow him down just by rocking the handle and telling him to "steady".

With a white stick I would come into physical contact with my environment. I would find a wheelie bin on the pavement by locating  it with my stick. Then I would navigate my way around it. (which takes an age) With Renton I glide past obstacles not even knowing they are there. 

All guide dogs are trained to stop at kerbs to indicate a junction, whether it is busy or quiet. So far all my dogs have sat at kerbs, but Renton - stands. Now this is quite different - This is because he is so large that by the time he sits down he is about 3 feet from the edge so he has been trained to stand instead.

This week I’m also starting to understand the dogs' psychology. How the dog is feeling affects the way he works, so I've learnt a bit about how his behaviour will be outside, if he  is keen, distracted, stressed or relaxed inside. After a while you can begin to pick this up through the dogs body language and head movement through the harness. I can then adjust my handling accordingly. Either to correct or encourage the dog. 

On his first free run he was really well behaved, he never chased after other dogs, he came back o the whistle.  However, some people in the park were a bit daunted by his size, which is unfair as he is actually very gentle.

Dog Log....Day Three

Among friends and colleagues there has been some discussion about the origin of Renton’s name. I’ve heard: Ring tone, Rent boy and to top it off Rectum. 

Well, to throw some  more light on the reasoning  behind the names, I did some digging about and it appears all 7 puppies from Renton's litter  are named after characters and writers from Scottish literature. Two of his brothers are called: Rebus and Rankin. Rebus after the Edinburgh detective and Rankin after it’s author Ian Rankin.   Renton’s name comes from the book “Train Spotting” by Irvin Welsh.  The main character in the novel is Renton, which  is played by Ewan Mcgregor.

I’m currently trying to find out about the other names in the litter. 

It could have been so much worse though, his litter could have been named after diminutive characters from Walt Disney and I could have ended up with Dopey.  What was that?.I've just heard my first virtual global blogger groan......made me laugh!

you lookin at me?

I took this picture - cool eh?

Dog Log....Day Two

No one wants  to be woken with a heavy German on their chest, Well! Unless you are  Angela Merkel. At 6am this morning I had the crushing sensation of a dogs front paws pressing me into the mattress. At first I thought I was having a heart attack, but no it was Renton giving me an early morning alarm in more ways than one.

Eventually I was able to peel myself off the bed and get him fed watered and toileted. Sheperd’s can be fussy eaters. unlike the Labradors I’ve had previously that would eat anything,anywhere, at any time, but  not Renton.  He will eat some of his meal and then return at some point later and finish it off. As he settles down to a routine and gets used to working with me, this should improve. If not, when he returns home Moss my retired Labrador dog will no doubt help him out with any unwanted left over’s. 

Today Renton and I  were out doing our first walk with the Guide Dog harness. In these early days the Instructor still has a training lead on the dog as we are trying to establish me as the new handler. This training extended lead is to help the dog out a little to give him some confidence with someone new holding on to the harness. It’s also to insure that neither Renton, nor I for that matter do anything unpredictable . What a fantastic feeling it was getting out this morning again with a dog. Since June I’ve been using my white stick moving along at a snails pace, or being guided by someone else. However, this morning it was like going from a skate board to a formula one racing car as we sped effortlessly along the pavements.

I do realise , however, it is still very early days, but still..great

Dog Log....Day One

At 10am this morning I waited in my hotel room for the arrival of my new guide dog. Even though I had met him two weeks previously, nothing will ever replace that feeling when you get the a new dog delivered to your room for the first time. 

It reminds me of when I received my first ever guide dog over 25 years ago, I remember then sitting on the edge of my bed full of anticipation and excitement listening for the sound of a dog coming down the corridor, and here I am again  quarter of a century later....feeling exactly the same.  People who have never owned/used a guide dog will never appreciate the emotions it brings to the surface. After all, for the next 8 years this dog will go every where with me, to work, to the pub, on the train, to a concert, to conferences, holidays, guide me to the taxi door...this dog will enable me to move quickly and independently through all my environments.   This is a BIG DEAL.

Over these first few days I will get to know the dogs personality, likes, dislikes, paw strides, shape of ears, wag of tail....shape of head......but going back to this morning

At 10am the instructor knocked on the hotel room door and when I opened it in strode a large and I mean large German Shepard......but he is extremely gentle

The dog and I were left together in the room for a short time, (a quiet time to get to know each other) and later the instructor told me more about the dogs' character. She had brought a bag full of toys to help with the bonding process and before she left, she let me know one hugely important thing   -  he loves being hugged.  Initially Renton  wasn’t that interested in me or the toys and he ,  paced around the hotel room wondering who I was. Then I got down on the floor beside him to see what he would do. I picked up a toy, now he was interested. Then I found the game he  liked most. Substitute hugs for wrestling. I was pinned to the floor in a half nelson.Now this is a dog who  weighs over 7 stone so it felt like I was the one who was being hugged. As the day has gone on he really is a laid back German Shepard with a lovely gentle nature.

So on to tomorrow when we’ll get our first walk with Renton in his guide Dog harness.  A tough day guiding me around all kinds of obstacles - bring it on. 

        

New Dog

In 2 days time I’ll be off to a hotel to be trained with my 6^th guide dog. On the 5 previous occasions I attended a Guide dog training centre, but now I’m off to spend 3 weeks in a 4 star hotel, as the Guide Dog Association abandoned their residential training centres a few years ago

However, people don’t seem to believe me when I say that I’ll be away until the end of October. “Well I’ll pop around and see you at the house next Sunday” is what they say  - No matter how often I repeat  I will not there -  they just ignore it and say  “Yes, but you’ll be back at the weekend,” So just to emphasise, no I will be in a hotel until the end of October being trained with my new dog. I  will not be back at the weekends.

Since June when my existing dog retired due to bad hips, I’ve been bumbling my way around using my white cane. It’s not a skill I ever mastered and I never feel more blind than when I’ve got a white stick  in my hand. So knowing that they’ve eventually identified a suitable dog hasn’t come too soon.

This time around I’m getting a German Shepard or for some of you it might be better known as an Alsatian. I’ve had one before and people’s reactions never fail to amuse me. The most common breed of guide dog is a Labrador. People who like Labradors are generally relaxed about their fondness of the breed. However, those who like German Shepards really like them, No! really, really like them and they will put themselves out to come and talk to one. German Shepard groupies. This is the picture of my new dog. Handsome fellow!

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