I have a German shephard, i inherited it from my sister. It is important to know as i never wanted a dog, she insisted on having one, i was very against the whole thing, for us having a dog, so much responsibility and not to talk about a German vicious shephard specifically, the only memory i had from the those beasts where when i wanted to save my mini poodle ( dumped on me from a person on the street actually) and got bitten in my arm by a German. I wasn’t amused by the thought at all. Ironically, my sis moved abroad and left the dog here with me and it has been mine for 9 years, ironically owner of a German that i was so against…
Fast forward and my decision to,, well, the whole idea with us going to dog school was because as i started to work i am not so much around home as i used to be, i thought that signing up for weekends lessions would be a good idea to compensate for the time the dog spent alone in weekdays.
Its a remarkable dog school, im not sure how they look in the west, but the amount of pittbulls and “scary” dogs are abundant there.
The first day i got there and opened the office door and looked in, there was 4 heavily built men in clothes fit for war, and they all sat with pitt bulls next to them, i hardly dared to climb in, the owner of the dogschool is a interesting person, a bit of a womenizer, his name can be translated as wool, because he has blond very thick hair. Its a quite attractive man in a very strange way. He is tall and around45, he looks like he lived a harsh life, he is well built, his face has deep furrows, but he always smile.
He loves german shephards, but he can occasionally cuddlewith a little Chi ua ua as well.
So on my first day in training,( it is not really what the dog is able to do, but more what the owner can) i was surprised that it went well for us, the teacher, an older women told me occasionally that i should use stronger emotions voice as the dog has no clue what i want from her. I do believe in mutual companion ship even with these kind of dogs, it kind of worked out until now, although she can be embarrassing, its not her fault.
The third time i went there, and the teacher had enough of my mimicry of feelings she went up to me and told, i am very sorry to be so personal and i don’t want to offend you, perhaps you are just a bit shy as you are new here, but your face and voice don’t say a thing, are you like this when a man says he loves you as well? React with passion, show your feelings they will not understand otherwise. She continued of the same, you know, when a man says he loves you, say it back as you mean it, not just nod you know, this is how you should be with the dog, show feelings!!!
I dont think she understood what kind of rewind button she pushed in me, but i could hear my mom’s echoing voice in my head, i cant read your face, do you mean yes or no? What do you mean? Look like you mean it! Then i fast forwarded to my boyfriends and certain moments, mom loved to tell them how cold i was emotionally and they always laughed and nodded in agreement to her that i was always so perplexed about, what on earth are they fantasizing up? I am probably the most loving and affectionate girl there is i thought, yes i thought that, apparently, what one is thinking and what one is showing is two different things, and i bit my lip hard when the dog trainer uttered these sentences for me, because believe me, i sure suffered more from this then my loved ones.