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Different as night and day

torqueandtedTorque, at 10 months old, is bigger than Teddy now. They weigh about the same, but Torque’s a little bit taller, a little bit longer, and not as wide – yet.

And Torque’s big-boy personality is settling in. He’s a happy, goofy, friendly, silly, clownish French Bulldog – pretty much all the descriptions of the breed that you read. He loves people and dogs, loves going places and doing “stuff.” He gets a little bit over-enthusiastic, but he listens well and calms down beautifully.

Torque loves toys and playing fetch. He loves chewing on his chewie toys, but he can also put them aside, relax and take a nap – even on the days he’s with me here at the shop.

And his easy-going personality could not be more different from Teddy.

Teddy is intense. He worries. He has no interest in toys. He occasionally chews on something – and when he does, it’s not released until destroyed, or taken away.teddys_toy1

How we train our dogs changes based on what works for each one. We have to adapt our methods for the dog we’re working with. Torque thinks a toy and a game of tug is marvelous. Teddy think food is the only payment worth working for.

The one exception to Teddy’s “don’t care” attitude about toys is plastic of a very particular texture. He loves the bottles that my contact lens solution comes in. I don’t even remember how I discovered this weird little factoid. But some days it’s the only toy he’ll play with. We’re dog trainers – we go with whatever works.

Creative dog training

Yesterday it was Torque’s turn for a lesson with our trainer Dee Lulik of All Fours Dog Training. She’s an amazing trainer. I’ve never seen her stumped when presented with a dog issue. She finds creative, positive ways to deal with any issue we’ve ever had.

So I went in to the lesson yesterday with the plea “Torque’s got this weird thing going on, so I must be doing something wrong. Please fix me!” Generally speaking, I take the blame when something’s going on with my dogs. And I’m generally right.

Torque’s been learning to walk on things, climb over things, encounter things, and generally work and play arou90915_torque_officend unusual textures, sounds, heights, motions, etc., so that he’ll be unfazed by all the sights, sounds, movements, etc. that he’ll encounter in obedience, rally, and agility competition. We want him to play and have a good time wherever he is, whatever he’s doing, including being obedient.

So we have these inflatable, squishy things that Torque’s been climbing on forever. He loves them, he’ll play tug on top of them, he’ll turn around, sit, lie down, etc. Completely calm and happy.

He would not, for any price (including cheese!), step foot on a solid board that rocks back and forth, three inches off the ground. It was the most terrifying thing he’d ever seen in his life. With much patience and lots of treats, I’d finally managed to get him to put two paws up on it, but the back feet were not leaving the floor. No way. Uh-uh. Not gonna happen.

Dee saw his avoidance behavior. And created a solution in the works. She put his beloved squishy thing on top of the board. So now it’s even more unstable – and yet Torque climbs right up, balances, plays, turns around, gets rewarded. Because he loves the squishy things and he understands his “job” when he sees them. We’ll transition the squishy thing off the board, when Torque’s ready to try it “naked.”

I learned the lesson. If something’s challenging, it’s worth trying. Just ask Torque.

Who’s a pretty puppy?

TorqueI didn’t buy Torque as a show dog – the beauty show kind of show, also known as conformation. As a little baby puppy, his nose was too long, his legs were too long, etc. I know it seems kind of weird to consider any French Bulldog having too long a nose, but he did. That was fine – I wanted a strong, healthy Frenchie to do “stuff” with – obedience, rally, agility, etc. Because I love Frenchies and because I love doing all this stuff with my dog.

He’s grown up to be a very handsome guy – he grew into his too-long muzzle. So his breeder and I are thinking about showing him in conformation. It’s not a world I’m particularly comfortable with. I’m not really a competitive person. The “stuff” that I do – it’s me and my dog teaming up to complete exercises we’ve practiced and, hopefully, we measure up against the rules for the competition. We’re not trying to beat other teams – just do the best we can and try to qualify.

There are people who aspire to the top echelon of the dog sports and who are competitive. I’ve got no problem with that – it’s just not for us. If a qualifying score is 170 out of 200 (obedience) and we score 175, I’m okay with that. Maybe not thrilled, but okay. Perfection would be nice and it is something we train for – but if it doesn’t happen, it’s okay. I still get to take home the best dog in the world – mine.

The conformation world is totally different. You compete directly against other dogs to be named, in one judge’s subjective opinion, the one who comes closest to the Breed Standard. Every breed club writes its own standard – all are readily available to read on the American Kennel Club website. (http://www.AKC.org)

And no matter how gorgeous you think your dog is – that judge, on that day, may or may not agree with you.

Just because it’s not my “thing” doesn’t mean I don’t support the idea of conformation. It’s important to recognize the dogs who epitomize the best of each and every breed. Ideally, it ensures the continuation of the best of the breeds we love – both in health and personality. My love for dogs started by going to dog shows, talking to dog people, learning about these amazing animals who share our lives. So maybe you’ll see Torque in the show ring. A new adventure may be starting!

A typical French Bulldog – kinda, sorta

Torque is nine months old now – theoretically as tall and long as he’s going to get. He’ll still fill Torqueout, as all puppies do as they mature, but my little boy isn’t so little any more. In fact, he’s a bit taller and longer than Teddy. It seemed to happen overnight.
He’s my third Frenchie – and the one that most closely adheres to all the breed descriptions I carefully read before getting my first French Bulldog, Dax.

Frenchies are supposed to have poor tolerance for heat. Dax, also a brindle, adored the sun and would sun bathe as long as I’d allow it. Teddy is a fawn-colored Frenchie and not only loves lying in the sun, he loves the heat and rarely will even pant. I know this reflects his wonderful breathing apparatus as well as heat tolerance, but he’s truly a sun worshipper. The thing I worry most about with Teddy in the sun is those pink-interior ears getting sun burnt.
Torque loves sun bathing, too. But he’s not good at it. The 90 degree days we’ve had recently had him panting in no time. I’ve been prepared for Frenchie-in-hot-weather for years – but Torque’s the first one who’s actually needed the cool coat, the always-available water supply, and shade over his crate in the car.

Frenchies are supposed to be clowns – always up for a game, for play, for just being silly. Teddy is the most serious dog on the planet. Yesterday he actually played with a toy for 20 seconds and it was cause for amazement. Dax was occasionally silly, but was really too busy being queen bee to cast her dignity aside. Torque’s a goof. He wiggles his adorable butt in the air, races around the house, barks at the puppy in the mirror, and is a joyous little fellow. He even hugs – the first of my dogs ever to do that.

TeddyFrenchies are supposed to love everybody and be perfectly willing to abandon their homes and families to the first person waving steak in their faces. Dax and Teddy – both momma’s kids. I’ve worked pretty hard at training Torque to pay attention to me and come when called – but I wouldn’t bet a paycheck that the steak wouldn’t win. He’s a very sociable fellow and wouldn’t want to insult anyone by ignoring them.

Frenches are supposed to be flatulent. Fortunately, none of mine have been. I credit our willingness to keep trying different high-quality foods until finding the right ones to keep their digestive systems, and our noses, happy.

Every breed has certain characteristics that make it what it is. Every dog of a certain breed will look similar – to the point that most people won’t be able to tell them apart. In a room full of Frenchies, I’ll always know my dogs. But each dog is unique. Once you’ve done the research and decided which breed is right for you, there’s still a lot to learn about the individual dogs. It’s a lot of fun getting to know Torque – my French Bulldog.