Off-lead Control – The Saga Continues…

When you own Beagles a big part of your life tends to focus on how to keep your dogs safe and close whilst still getting the off-lead exercise that they need to thrive. With our two it really is a full time job!

We’re quite proud of the fact that we have a reliable emergency recall which is powerful enough to pull them off a scent. However, if we use it routinely to keep them close to us it looses it’s power as they begin to associate it with curtailing of fun adventures. This has happened in the past with more casual recall commands such as ‘come’. Trainers frequently advise not to use ‘come’ to do something unpleasant to your dog – that makes sense. But what’s the point in training a recall command if your dog stops responding if you expect him to break off doing something it likes more than once in a blue moon? Clearly we need to make our dogs want to stay close rather than relying on recall all the time. But earlier attempts at being more exciting than the environment often proved disastrous.

In agility classes Beanie’s teacher had given me a few excellent tips that really kept Beanie’s attention on me during classes. She has a Parsons Terrier (another tricky breed) that she’s trained to a high level in agility, so she’s no stranger to working with hard-to-train breeds. Her approach has some subtle variations from typical rewards-based training but these make all the difference with dogs that have been bred to work independently from their owners (read that as dogs that bugger off and do their own thing no matter how hard you work at keeping their attention). It’s astonishing how easily you can turn an apparently obstinate, stubborn, strong-willed, independent beagle into an eager to please velcro dog! So we asked her if she had any ideas that might help us whilst out in the park. She agreed to help and is confident that we can have excellent off-lead control of our dogs with a bit of work.

One exercise that she gave us was to go out into the garden with a few treats and just walk around ignoring the dog. Eventually the dog comes over to see what you’re doing and gets a treat. You keep ignoring, walking, changing direction frequently and rewarding the dog for staying close. Gradually you build up lots of tricks into the routine and make the dogs work harder for each treat – so a bit like a cross between a walk and a heelwork to music routine without the music! We also throw in some games of ‘fetch’ to help ensure that they’re getting enough exercise. The subtle but important difference is that you completely ignore the dog until it starts offering behaviors – and then you give it ‘work’ to do. I’m not sure why it works so well, but if we try and get our dogs’ attention they’ll invariably choose to ignore us. But if we ignore them then they are absolutely DESPARATE to do things for us!

As the dogs get more and more attentive the idea is to start taking the routine out to safe, quiet areas of the park. Over time we build in more distractions and field test it in lots of new places.

We’ve been doing this for a couple of weeks now and have progressed to the dog enclosure at one of our local parks. We also practice the drill pretty much everywhere we go, but with the dogs on a training line. Once we get started (which I have to admit can take a bit of effort with Biggles who’s going through a difficult stage!) we can spend a whole hour in the park enjoying our dogs undivided attention. About 20 minutes of that time is spent doing the drill described. First with the dogs working individually, then with the dogs off-lead together but each working with their own handler. Then we let both off-lead together for 10 minutes but still doing the drill with just one of us. Biggles would still quite like to play chases with Beanie and ignore us but she’s having none of it. With practice Biggles will be equally attentive. But in the meantime, without Beanie’s cooperation he settles for giving us his undivided attention. I guess we’re better than nothing! Finally we clip on the leads and take the dogs for a long walk around the park. They walk on a loose lead the whole time watching us constantly. We throw in the odd trick as we walk – which they thoroughly enjoy!

Here are some little clips showing some of the tricks that they’ve been practicing during our walks. They’re learning fast!

First Beanie:

Then Biggles:

If it’s dry tomorrow we’ll video our actual training session at the park so we can build up a record of their progress. For a chanage I’ll try and wear something that’s not full of holes!

Stuck under a tree in a bog with an owl

On Saturday – the last decent weather day before the rain started – we headed out to Loch Achray. Susan had stumbled on a little website with a nice 1.5 – 2hr walk around the loch and the surrounding woodland. It sounded ideal.

The walk starts out at the friendly Byre Inn (FK17 8HZ), heads up a farm road and then supposedly follows an old, sometimes narrow path through the woods to an observation point before returning along the edge of the loch. Unfortunately the site must be some years out of date because we couldn’t find any trace of the path we were meant to follow. It’s shown on current OS maps and is even present on the maps in my mobile phone, but it just ain’t there any more.

Somewhat disheartened by this early set back, we went back to the Byre Inn for an early lunch and a chance to work out our own route. I don’t know if the Inn is truly dog-friendly, but it does have outdoor seating which is good enough on a dry day. I’m happy to say that both our two hooligans were quite well behaved, though one or two cyclists did earn a stern woofing from Biggles. I didn’t really mind that – I’m not particularly fond of cyclists and if I were a little teenage Beagle boy I reckon I’d woof at ’em as well.

Anyway, by the time we’d eaten our nosh and Beanie and Biggles had dispatched their rawhide chews, we had a new route to follow. This is what we came up with, using cycle paths which are for the most part in pretty good shape:

Achary Route

So suitably refreshed we set off back down the farm track and rather than going left to do the woodland section, we carried straight on along the loch.

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Here’s a panorama taken at the edge of the loch. You can see Ben A’an around the mid-point of the picture – that’ll be our next walk when the weather turns good again.

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Click to view in a larger size

All too soon we left the loch behind us and headed into woodland, but there were still some fine views to be had:

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Achray Panorama 2

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A little more than half way through we came fairly close to the observation point advertised on the original walk. A narrow path would supposedly lead us off the cycle path and straight to it. Looking carefully around we did see what may have been the remains of an old path – it was badly overgrown, but it looked like we could follow it. And so we did.

It was not at all easy going – a machete would have come in very handy at times. After a few minutes the “path” kind of disappeared but we spotted white tape encouragingly tied to some of the trees. We pressed on, using my GPS mobile phone to ensure that we were still heading for the observation point. As we gained height the ground looked a little marshy, so I tried to stick to the drier areas. Unfortunately what looked like dry ground was actually just a thin covering of dried out dead foliage. My foot went straight through it and I ended up knee deep in brown bog water. It was surprisingly challenging to extract myself from this predicament and of course Biggles & Beanie – who’d both been quite happy to pull on their harnesses up to this point – now decided not to pull at all.

We went on a little further, clambering over trees and splashing through more brown foot spas before we called it quits and turned back. It had been a struggle to get to this point but the return journey was twice as hard. There was no path to follow, no footsteps to retrace and the ground was treacherous. After what seemed like an age we caught site of another white tape marker and knew we were close to the main path. One big obstacle stood in our way – a huge fallen tree. I wanted to go over it, while Susan and our two intrepid explorers favored a gap underneath it. The thing is, while Beagles can crawl under almost anything by spreading their legs and crawling on their bellies (I call this the “Spider-Beagle” technique), humans.. can’t. Susan got most of the way under the tree only to be stopped by the very thing that enables our species to walk erect while other primates just plod along on all fours: her arse. It took nearly two minutes of wriggling before she was free. As for me, well I did make it over the tree but there were a few close calls as I nearly impaled my own rear end on broken branches. It was only my determination not to have to explain how half a tree got stuck up my rectum to some spotty A&E doctor that gave me the strength to prevail.

Eventually we made it back to the main path and trudged back to the Byre Inn. The walk should have taken less than 2 hours, but our little excursion easily added another hour onto that.

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Heading back.. at last!

Our feet were still soaking wet and we were both sweaty and smelling of bog water, but there was no way were going home until we’d had a sit down and another helping of quality pub grub.

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The Byre Inn from the Beagle perspective

Next time if the weather is kind we’ll go up nearby Ben A’an, and I’ll just accept that somehow, somewhere along the walk my feet will end up drenched in bog water. It’s happened every time so far, and it’ll happen again.

Lure Coursing and The Elusive Mr Biggles

A little while back we went to check out a lure coursing session held at Rumbling Bridge – not far from Beagle Racing. Since racing was on we only gotĀ  to watch a couple of runs and weren’t able to take part. This week however racing was off so a little after 10am we parked up in the large, (mostly) fenced field used for the coursing runs.

The course is rectangular and about 500m long. Dogs mostly race in pairs and though the running order is decided by drawing lots, the organizers take care to match entrants by size. If you particularly want your dogs to run together they’re happy to oblige, and consequently Beanie and Biggles got their first run together:

As you can see, Beanie quickly closed in on the lure (a piece of deer skin – appropriate since the coursing is run primarily for Scottish Deerhounds). As she tried to grab it she took a tumble, letting Biggles grab the lead. She quickly regained her composure, hit the gas and charged past her little brother. It was a terrific first run – they both finished, and we got both of them back on lead without any difficulty. Beanie did win however so she was through to the next round, while poor Biggles was out.

As we waited for Beanie’s next race, we chilled out on the grass and watched the other dogs do their thing.

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Nothing passes the time..

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..like chewing an empty water bottle

Naturally the Deerhounds were well represented. They’re tall, lanky dogs and their long, graceful strides hide the remarkable speed they can reach at full tilt.

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This old fellow’s running days are well behind him, but I think he still enjoyed watching the proceedings

There were plenty of other breeds present though: poodles, lurchers, whippets, bassets and of course Beagles.

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A Basset and a Beagle cross (Bella) romp after the lure

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Half way round the course the basset ran out of steam, but Bella bravely soldiered on to victory – all the more remarkable given her short little legs!

When Beanie’s second race came around she was up against little Bella. Bella’s owner didn’t feel she was ready for another full lap of the course, so she just ran the home straight. The lack of competition at the start didn’t seem to slow Beanie down at all, and as she turned the final corner she closed in on the lure, grabbed it and did her own little victory parade:

Bella also got a little taste of the lure once BeanieĀ  had finished with it, and with another victory behind her our little girl was again through to the next round.

Her next race was against a lurcher who was mostly deerhound and 100% speed demon. Beanie has raced against whippets and lurchers before, but none of them managed to get away from her as quickly as this fellow. Not one to give up without a fight, Beanie took a more “direct” route to the lure (also known as cheating) and this enabled her to finish a more respectable distance behind her adversary.

At this point both our Beagles were out of the contest, but after the final had been run the track was thrown open to anyone who wanted another go. Since Biggles had only raced once we put him forward and he got to run against a trio of whippets. Things started off quite well, but predictably the whippets soon opened up a big lead. The lure was out of sight by now so rather than continue racing he stopped to examine a pulley at one corner of the track.

If we’d have called him right when he stopped, I’m pretty sure he’d have come running to us. However we hesitated, and Biggles made up his own mind about what to do next. He started running again and for a moment it looked like he was going to follow the scent of the whippets and complete the race. Then abruptly he sprinted towards the unfenced entrance to the field and his cheeky little white bottom turned the corner and disappeared from sight. He was too far away for our emergency recall so we gave chase, but by the time we exited the field there was no sign of him.

The coursing field is surrounded by countryside – acres and acres of it, with enough tall grass to hide a little Beagle. Fortunately we’d had the presence of mind to fit Biggles’ Retrieva tracking collar before his race, so I took out my mobile phone and requested his location. Meanwhile, one of the coursing organizers jumped on his motorbike and joined the search for our boy. Two minutes went by without any sighting, then I got the first location back from his collar. It was close – really close – to my location. I headed towards the blue blob that represented Biggles and spotted him already on his way back to us. It turned out his great escape hadn’t been so great after all – he’d gone 100 yards out of the field, turned a couple of corners, had a sniff and started on the return journey. Still, this little upset taught us two things:
– Never let Biggles think for himself. He’s not good at it.
– The tracking collars we got for our two could be very handy some day.

Click here for more photos from today’s lure coursing.

You can find out more about Sue & Kevin Rose’s Lure Coursing events here:
http://www.scottish-deerhound.com/lure-coursing-dates-in-scotland-2009