Me: River, are you nervous about your first day of school? River (age 9): I’ll wait until something happens to be nervous. No sense wasting it on nothing.
A photo came up in my Facebook memories a few days ago. It’s of River starting her first day of school just after we moved, so she didn’t know anyone. I’ve long stated that my daughter is the most emotionally healthy person I’ve ever met in my life. This statement is just another profoundly logical quip from my girl. Interestingly enough, that statement played out for me today in a completely different capacity.
I’ve long stated that there is no difference between how I raise my kids and how I Pilot my dogs. Each is in a world that they aren’t quite equipped to handle on their own, and each ask a lot of questions. If you don’t answer the questions, well…
The good thing is that the more you Pilot your dogs/kids, the easier it is to Pilot them. In other words, you followed through with your answer this time, it’s more likely you’re will follow through the next time. It doesn’t matter what the question is:
River: “Mom, can I stay up all night and play video games?” “No, and if you do, you will lose your computer for a week.”
Guess who lost their computer for a week, and guess who now knows I will follow through with that answer.
Sparta: “Mom, is that other dog going to kill us?” “No, I will protect you and make sure you are safe.”
Boots and Bee Photography – by Brittany Graham
We don’t die on the walk, so guess who believes me next time we see another dog on a walk.
Each little question we answer for your dogs/children is worth a certain amount of money in our Piloting Piggy Bank. It starts to add up. So the next time my son asks a question worth a dime, it’s easier to answer because I’ve already got the quarter to spend from the last question he asked (and I followed through on). Now that total is $.35! Cha-ching!i
Boots and Bee Photography – By Brittany Graham
And saving money is So Very Important, because eventually, you know that rainy day is going to come, and you’re going to need it.
That day came for me today.
“Hi Ms. Stack, this is Jody from River’s school. River is having a seizure. We’ve called 911. Please come up to the school immediately.”
Yeah, not the call I was expecting this morning. So I went into my usual crisis mode. In other words, the PAW Method I constantly preach. It’s not for working with your dog: it’s for working with your life.
1) Control Yourself. I’ve had a lot of practice with this one over the years. Panicking is a luxury, and is very selfish in the end. You are either robbing energy that can be used towards resolving a situation, or you are forcing others to use theirs to calm you down. Take a deep breath, and FFS, Put on your big girl pants and deal! As I like to tell my clients, this isn’t about you, this is about the situation, and the situation ain’t luxurious, it’s crisis. Wallow in luxury later when you have time to unpack the day’s events. It’s okay to get upset… just not now. Put on your Piloting uniform. You have a job to do, so put on on lipstick, pour yourself a drink, and pull yourself together.
2) Control the Situation. When I got the call, I was on the road with friend about to go on a road trip. Controlling the situation in that moment meant not adding stimulation to the situation. Can I drive on a 4 lane road, about to hit a traffic circle while taking a phone call about my daughter’s condition? Nope. I pulled off onto a side-street to take the call. Don’t let panic dictate your timeline. Control the present situation as much as you can. Sometimes it means crossing the road when you see another dog coming, or sometimes something as little as making sure you have backed Fido up a few extra feet before answering your front door. Situations are on my terms, or at least as close to my terms as I can get them. Once you get the situation under control, let it go.
Could I do anything else from the car while I was driving to my kid’s school? No. So didn’t attempt to. As River said previously about being nervous, “I’ll wait until something happens to be nervous. No sense wasting it on nothing.” Sometimes it’s easier said than done, but the more you accept that, at least for the moment, you’ve done everything you can to control the situation, stop. You’re done.
3. Add More Stimuli.In this case, getting to the school just as they loaded my daughter into the ambulance provided me with more stimuli. She was still unconscious, but I could still Pilot myself. How did I do that? By allowing others to Pilot me. You know how I always say Piloting is a big piggy bank, and whomever has the most money wins? Guess what? At that moment, surrounded by the school nurse, principal, and 3 EMT’s, I had the least amount of money. So I had to look to them to answer my questions:
- What’s her current condition?
- Can I see her?
- What hospital is closest?
- Is her current state typical for a seizure?
The more questions that were answered logically by someone who had already controlled themselves and the situation, the more I trusted in their answers. In less than 15 seconds I had faith that these strangers could indeed save my child. All based on how their Piloting skills.
A lot of people are amazed by how quickly I can get a frightened dog under control, and feeling calmer and safer. It’s the same principle:
Seeing scary things, being in a scary situation, it’s all the same. You are looking for a Pilot. The EMT’s were helping to Pilot me and answer my questions, so that I could in turn answer River’s questions. Act the same way nurses do. After all, this wasn’t my first hospital run with my kids. Read about why the best Pilots are always nurses here.
During our ride to the hospital, I had to Pilot River while they put an IV in her (“It will hurt, you will cry, and then we will go out for McDonalds.”) I had enough money in my bank to tell her she had to hold still. To tell her to look at me in the eye, not the EMT’s as they did it. And guess what: she survived the ordeal of the IV.
River finally came around at the hospital. More questions, but again, I had the money in the bank. CAT scan (“It will take about 5 minutes, it doesn’t hurt.”). IV coming out (an honest “I don’t know if it will hurt.”). And finally, after many hours, we were home.
So now she’s resting, and we have a slew of tests ahead of us. She’s got a diagnosis of epilepsy. More questions, starting with, “What’s a seizure?”. Honest answers, including “I don’t know” when I truly don’t know. But Piloting isn’t about coddling, nor is it about being a domineering authoritarian: it’s about recognizing that unanswered questions lead to anxiety and fear. It’s about respecting an individual (dog or human) enough to answer their questions with honesty and confidence, and not trying to circumvent difficult answers with easy lies (“This won’t hurt at all”), or high-pitched baby talk (“It’s okay honey you’re fine”). Hint: If someone says “you’re fine, it’s okay” you know that it’s not. Don’t lie, no matter how much you don’t like giving the answer. Most of us are made of sterner stuff, and can handle the truth.
River: Why am I here? Where am I?
Me: You had a seizure. You’re in the hospital. Do you know what epilepsy is?
River: The shot my cousin has to get if she eats peanut butter?
Me: No, that’s an epi-pen. Let’s talk about seizures and epilepsy. And then you can ask the doctor or me any questions you have.
River: Can I get McDonald’s?
That’s my girl.
Dog Training in Cleveland, Ohio
I recently had training session with Jake, the gorgeous, huge Malamute/Husky/Hybrid mix. Jake was very much a dog’s dog. A beautiful boy who happened to have some slightly scary behaviors. I was initially contacted by his new owners because of some dog-reactivity on walks, and general problems in the house. He had a lot of money in his Piloting Piggy Bank. There is indeed a contest to find out who is Pilot, but the cool thing is that we all want whomever is best to win. How do you find out who is best? By answering questions for your dog. Each question you answer gets Piloting money from their piggy bank into yours. Whoever has the most money wins.
Can I jump on you?
No, Jake, you may not. ($0.25 added to your Piloting Piggy Bank or PPB).
Can I drag you on the leash?
No, Jake, you may not. ($5.00 added my PPB).
Is this what you mean by “sit”?
Yes, Jake! Nice job! ($.40 added to my PPB).
The more questions I answer for a dog (without resorting to pain and violence nor bribery), the more money I get in my bank. Once I have more money in my PPB than the dog, I’m officially the Pilot! The greater the buffer I have, the easier it is to answer a dog’s questions, so I never stop hoarding money in my bank. Compared to my dog’s “bank accounts”, I’m rich. So nowadays, answering their questions is easy.
Just like people, dogs have a certain amount of money in their PPBs. Some have more than others. For people, it’s easy to Pilot their dogs. They accept the answer they’re given at face value…”because I said so” is good enough for them. That’s fine and dandy. Others dogs require a reason why. Almost a conversation. There is no good reason why they should accept an answer just because you gave it. You chip away gradually at the balance in their PPB until you finally have more money than they do.
For example, my Sparta had about $1.25 in her PPB. From the start she asked me questions, and very quickly I was able to get that money out of her bank account, making it pretty easy for me to be Pilot. Any time I see she has any money in her account, I take it right out by answering her questions. So think of money in the account as questions that haven’t been answered yet. She doesn’t have too many questions, and that’s fine.
My Orion, however, had a rather large bank account when I first had him…we’ll call it about $350. I answered any and all questions he asked, and I quickly got the money out of his account and into mine.
Which dog is the “bad dog”? Both. Neither. Dogs are incapable of being bad. They are asking questions. They are trying to relate to the human world we have thrust them into. It just happens to be easier for some dogs than for others, hence they have more money in their account. It’s not a personal affront to you, and they aren’t trying to get back at you for anything. It’s how they were built.
Unfortunately, Jake was having a terribly difficult time adjusting to living in a human world. He had a lot of money in his Piloting Piggy Bank – perhaps $50,000. Does that make him bad? Of course not. It just means that he is not going quietly into the night when he has a question. He firmly believed he had better answers than just about anyone. But the cool thing about dogs is that they’re usually willing to “discuss” these answers. In other words, he’s willing to see if you have a better answer, but you damn well better have the better answer, or he’s sticking to his guns. (He was described to me as “stubborn”, but I believe that stubbornness is just determination in an opposite direction.) So be it. It’s my responsibility to keep answering Jake’s questions until I have all the money out of his Piloting Piggy Bank.
Now Jake lived with another dog, a beautiful female husky who had no money in her bank. A sweet girl who Jake was madly in love with, and was quite willing to defend from any perceived threat; and he usually defended her with his teeth. Snarling, growling & snapping, he was like a a mama bear defending her cub.
To top it all off, Jake, when presented with the concept of passing by another dog (or human!) on a walk, would typically determine that said entity was most definitely a threat.
Needless to say, there was a lot to unpack there. Also, did I mention Jake lived with two small children, roughly 8 and 10. Thus the tragedy begins.
I worked with Jake’s owners on answering his questions. How to spot any questions he may have on a walk, and how to answer them. Jake saw most things as a potential threat, and decided it was better to shoot first and ask questions later. It was up to me to help Jake have enough faith in me first, and then his owners, to trust our answers more than his own inferences. A daunting task, but we did it. By the end of our session, we had a lovey walk, worked on letting strangers into the house (thanks to a family friend to stopped by and was willing to be “bait” for a bit). Things looked great!
Until the text came a few weeks later. Jake took it upon himself to answer a question that the 8-year old daughter had,
“Can I pet you while you’re eating, Jake?”.
Unfortunately, Jake gave her a negative, and used his teeth to give it to her. Fortunately, nothing tragic happened, but he did indeed bite her. Does that make Jake a bad dog? Absolutely not. See, Jake was treating the little girl with the same amount of respect he’d give to another dog. Especially a dog who didn’t have a lot of money in their Piloting Piggy Bank. Remember, Jake had a high bank account. So when he was asked a question (“Can I pet you now?”), he gave the answer as a dog sometimes will: with teeth.
Now let’s talk about whose fault this was.
Was it Jake’s fault? No. Absolutely not. Jake was being a dog. Some dogs just make better humans than others. That dopey but sweet Lab across the street who wanders over to your yard sometimes for ear scratches and a biscuit? He’s a great human. Lassie? She was a pretty good human. Even Sandy from “Annie” was a actually pretty good human, too. Almost like they are all half dog/half human.
Jake, however, totally sucked at being human. Which is understandable, as he’s a dog. So definitely not Jake’s fault.
What about the little girl? After all, her parents admitted that they had told her not to pet him while he was eating. Was it her fault?
Again, no. Children are called children because even they haven’t quite figured out how to adult. Simply showing affection to a dog doesn’t make her wrong nor bad. She had never abused him nor treated him with disrespect. She wasn’t far out of line wanting to give love to her dog; she just made a poor choice in judgement (hence the term, “kid”). That’s pretty much the definition of childhood. Poor choices made with an honest and true heart. So not her fault.
What about the parents? Nope. The dog had never shown any indication of food reactivity. They had made sure their children treated the dog with respect.
So here we are, almost through all the actors in this play, and we still haven’t found out to whom we should place the fault for this bite.
Because it’s nobody’s fault. Sometimes something bad happens, and it’s just flat-out nobody’s fault. And that’s okay. Something bad happened, that’s all. Blame and fault are ridiculous concepts anyway, and something that a dog has no concept of (just another reason why we don’t deserve dogs). Here, let’s let Will Smith explain it to you, as he does an amazing job of it here.
But there’s still a problem. It’s nobody’s fault that the bite happened, but now what? Fault and responsibility are two completely different things. The parents now had to take responsibility for what had happened. Given the choice, they chose to keep their children safe, as the learning curve on working with food reactivity can be pretty steep, as you can read about here and here. That meant they had to let go of Jake.
Now, I know that there will be the Teeming Millions out there who will vilify the parents for giving up Jake. But as I’ve pointed out, it’s nobody’s fault this happened. And the parents have a responsibility to their children to keep them safe from harm. Children are unpredictable. And Jake is not a great human, willing to overlook this unpredictability. Not his fault. Shake it as much as you want, but oil and vinegar will never properly mix. Jake and children will never properly mix. And it’s nobody’s fault.
Jake’s owners tried to contact rescues to take him, but to no avail. They were mocked and berated for wanting to rehome him. Let’s put this into perspective though. Yes, there are plenty of cruel, callous owners out there who have the Dog of the Year, almost like some twisted Chinese Zodiac of dogs:
-2013 was the year of the black Lab,until we got sick of him and sent him to the pound;
-2014 was the year of the Goldendoodle, until he peed on the carpet;
-2015 was the year of the Cavachon, but he had separation anxiety.
And so on. But this wasn’t the case. This is about a family whose children aren’t in a safe situation, through nobody’s fault. It’s so easy to place the blame squarely on someone else’s shoulders, but there’s no blame to be had here. The mindset of something not being your fault, and therefore not your responsibility, needs to end. Rather than feeling empathy for the terrible situation this family was placed in, they were ridiculed and harassed. It is so easy to sit back and judge a person rehoming a dog, but it’s imperative that we ask ourselves why they would choose to do so. This wasn’t an easy fix for this family; this was choosing the lesser of two evils, and their first duty is to their children.
Further, it stymies the mission of shelters to judge such cases. Sometimes it just doesn’t work out, and if a family is harassed and harangued for wanting to return a dog because it didn’t work out (after a very valiant effort) or if the situation is dangerous, why on earth would a family with children want to take the chance of adopting a dog through a shelter?
I will never state that dogs are disposable. They are not. However, sometimes it doesn’t work. It’s nobody’s fault. Nobody needs to be blamed. But we all need to take responsibility rather than placing it upon the most convenient shoulders. We need to take responsibility that not every dog can be saved. That not every situation is good. In the righteous journey towards Saving Every Dog, we’ve forgotten that we’ve destroyed quite a few wonderful human beings. Children in the house who aren’t safe around the new dog? Well, that’s a sacrifice we’re all willing to make because it’s not our sacrifice being made. We still get the Happily Ever After ending of placing yet another rescue into a home, regardless of the suitability of that home. Never mind that through nobody’s fault, the dog is actually a danger, once a dog is adopted, there it shall remain, and damn the human casualties.
It’s time to understand the difference between fault and responsibility.
So next time you’re ready to blame someone for their actions, ask yourself: are you willing to take responsibility?
What are your thoughts on Jake’s situation? Let me know in the comments below.
Dog Training in Cleveland, Ohio