Thursday, April 17, 2014

Proper Etiquette around a Guide Dog

As I said earlier - some people ask if they can pat him, some just walk up and do it, some don't listen when I say "no, he's working", and some think they can sneak in a pat as they walk by.

I saw this posting today and thought it was interesting. Its about etiquette around a Guide Dog.

Service Dog/Guide Dog Etiquette:
1) Speak to the person first. Do not aim distracting or rude noises at the dog. Additionally, Never call, whistle or bark at a working dog. This is distracting and could cause the handler to get hurt.
2) Do not touch the service dog without asking for, and receiving, permission. Sometimes a pup in training can be pet but a working dog needs to concentrate on his job. Never send your child over to pet the puppy or dog with out asking if it is OK.
3) Do not ask personal questions about the handler's disability, or otherwise intrude on his or her privacy. 
4) Never make assumptions about the individual's intelligence, feelings or capabilities. Offers of help are appreciated, but ask first. Usually, the human/dog team can get the task done by themselves. 
5) Don't be offended if the handler does not wish to chat about the service dog. 
6) Never give the pup or dog commands. This up to the handler.
7) Do not offer the dog food or treats. Many dogs are on a very special diet to keep them healthy to extend their working life. 
8) Don't worry...these dogs ARE dogs at home. They are LOVED! AND they get to run, play and act like any other dog when at home. But while out in public, they are working.

Riding the Rails





Now that Bucky has demonstrated that he can ride the rails in Houston like a pro, he thinks a whole new world has opened up for him! 

Visions of a little boy with a red kerchief tied up around all his belongings and a faithful pooch by his side come to mind...


Next stop???

New York?!?!?

Because if he can make it there... 

Grooming

Not only does Bucky need grooming, but so do John and I.

John took Bucky with him to the Salon when he got his haircut. He sat there minding his own business and quietly amused himself like a very good boy. (Bucky that is - not John! Although, I do hope that John also sat there minding his own business and quietly amused himself like a good boy too!)

Then all of a sudden, Bucky lets out a huge YELP. Everyone in the salon looks over at him confused and wonders what happened. Nobody was near him and no one had stepped on him. Why did he YELP?

John then discovers what caused the yelp. You guessed it (maybe?) - Bucky chewed a hairdryer cord. YIKES!

And do you think it could be an old hairdryer..... NOOOOOOO..... Of course not! It had to be a brand new hairdryer! So now, I am the proud owner of a professional, salon quality, "gently used", hairdryer!

EPILOGUE: I went to the same salon a couple of weeks later. In anticipation of Bucky's visit, all the extra cords were carefully put away

He was a perfect little angel minding his own business, quietly amusing himself chewing on - HIS nylabone.

I am not sure who learned a lesson - John, the salon or Bucky...

We are discovering the unanticipated joys of taking a puppy to public places.

Shopping practice...

Target is a great place to practice shopping. We walk up and down the aisles perfecting LEFT and RIGHT. (I can almost say I have left and right down pat - ALMOST. I have to admit, distinguishing between left and right has never been one of my strong points.)

One day we walked down the toy aisle and as we walked by this "cat", it meowed and pawed the air. Bucky was fascinated and had to stop and take a closer look. Every time Bucky moved, the cat pawed the air and meowed. I thought it was cute - until Bucky let out a HUGE W-O-O-F! Then I was not so amused that we had so much attention drawn to us.

Walking down food aisles with broken packages of food can be challenging. Bucky does live up to the Golden Standard of being a Chow Hound. I must say, when we walked past the Peanut Butter Cups we were arm wrestling each other for samples....

We went to DSW (Designer Shoe Warehouse) - a haven for many women!

Funny thing - he likes shoes in my size and style! He wants to know if he can get twice as many shoes since he has twice as many feet!

So, being a sucker for his cute face, I just have to indulge him.

That's my story and I'm sticking to it!

Spreading the SEGDI Word

Little Bucky is a PR Pro. With his good looks and the Golden Grin he gets noticed everywhere he goes. People are always commenting about how good looking he is.

But now that he is 10 months when he is wearing his vest he can not accept petting from the public anymore. (TEN MONTHS! YIKES! Where does time go?) Its tough for me to tell people "No, I'm sorry, while he's wearing his vest he is working, so you can't pat him." I then always add "But when he's not wearing his vest he's just a regular dog and you can pat him and play with him then."

Most people are good and ask before they touch and they accept that he is in training and that he can't be touched. But some folks..... well.... even when I tell them 3 times (yes, THREE times!), they still keep touching him. Or there are the others that walk by and sneak in a pat as they pass him. Really???


Saturday April 12th we had a SEGDI display at the Houston Area Insight Expo.

When I tell people about the program, a typical response from people is "I could never do that. How are you going to let  him go?" I always answer "I don't know, we haven't done it yet."

We have known all along he is not our dog and that there are plans for his future that are out of our control. I know when we take him back to Florida for IFT (In For Training) September 20th, I will cry (and that is not something I do often). But they will be tears of pride and tears of optimism for his future. (It chokes me up right now just thinking about it.)

I hope that Bucky will be able to have a fulfilling service career that he enjoys and is happy doing, whatever that may be. He could become a Guide Dog, a demanding career which only the elite of elite dogs can do. Or he could become a Veteran Services dog, or an Ambassador, or a drug detection dog, or a search and rescue dog, or work in the Veteran Affairs' offices as a comfort dog. Or he may become Backyard Bucky and bring joy and pleasure to a loving family.

For now, I just enjoy him and am so happy to see that he is developing the Golden Grin - I figure it means he is a happy dog - as he should.