New Dog!

So, after my SMASHING success on Wednesday, I got assigned a new dog to work with. But this is not just any new dog. He belongs to one of the powers that be here at Triple Crown, who is, by the way, a DOG TRAINER. Yes, I've been charged with training a dog trainer's dog. Weird, no?

This was what was said about him: "you're getting [dog]. He's a little sharp [a personality term here, not referring to how smart he is] and he's bitten a couple people, so watch out for that. He'll be a different kind of dog for you. He already has basic obedience to about the level you're at now."

I spent way too much time trying to analyze how I ended up getting this dog: is he a holy terror and they're setting me up to fail since I did so well so far? Do they really think I'm THAT GOOD that I can fix the dog trainer's dog after only 5 weeks? Are they trying to break me? Am I on Candid Camera?

It turns out, from what I've gathered, that the dog was going to be boarding anyway, and so my best guess is that I'm a glorified babysitter for him. And as flattering as it was to think that they thought so highly of me that I could cure this biting dog when his owner couldn't, this newest assessment is a big relief. I'm not meant to fix anything. I'm just going to learn some things from this dog (who is quite different from my other two), maybe teach him some agility obstacles and a couple clicker tricks if he doesn't already know them, and mostly just keep his busy little brain occupied while his dad is away. This I can handle. Next week I'll take over the world.