Zen & the Art of Dog Training

I'm a professional dog trainer. I don't ordinarily believe inWere such decisions up for a vote, his pack would
the mystical or magical. But I realize that when I do mysurely die. When I am in a dog's world, I am the leader
job well, I'm not being driven by human logic or someand his pulling on the lead is merely taken as the
textbook knowledge. I realize that my many years ofappropriate inquiry, "Are you the leader or am I?" I give
working with dogs has taught me to be able to casta short snap on the leash, which brings him back to my
aside my human limitations and for the moments ofheel and in his world, I have politely answered, " Thank
our human/canine interaction, I can hear andyou for asking, I am the leader."
understand and become one with the world inhabitedThis question may be asked and answered several
by dogs.times in sundry ways during our interaction. We are
Let me try to explain.having a rich and wordless conversation that goes to
I've learned the world of dogs is a Zen like placethe essence of all that needs to be known in this
somewhat counter-intuitive to humans. There is noparticular moment. This conversation is fluid, dynamic
such thing as time but rather a flow of events thatand constantly ongoing. An undirected stare, a paw
predictably cascades through the dog's world.placed on top of my foot, a lazy yawn can all be part
Breakfast is not at 7 am in a dog's world. Breakfast isof a rich language that is pregnant with meaning and
that slice of life that follows the sunrise and the birdscontent. Being human, I dwell on past victories and
chirping and master rustling about in the food bindefeats. I plan and scheme. I brood sometimes. A dog
accompanied by the smell of his morning coffee.does none of this for all of "this" is a moment that will
Although this happens at 7 am for master, thischange in another moment like the breath going in and
happens in the dogs mind as a familiar routine thatout. Dogs only care about now and when I hear their
could better be called an association. My dog and Iowners bemoan past behaviors and challenge me to
both know when it's breakfast time but it's an illusion to"correct" their dog's behavior, I smile knowingly at my
think we both tell time. When I walk a dog I put her atcanine pupil and understand that in this moment there
heel. If she's an untrained dog or simply unfamiliar withare a universe of possibilities that we shall discuss and
me personally, she will probably pull and wander at first.act upon.
My human logic would tell me that she wants to beYesterday, as I was browsing a magazine and my
free and run and sniff the grass and bound throughdog Zoe was laying by my chair curled up like a giant
fields like a free spirit. That's what I would desire were Iquestion mark, I came across an interesting
on four young legs and equipped with a nose thatadvertisement. It was offering a forty-five minute video
could smell and sense unimagined sectors of the worldon meditation and the difficult practice of "letting go and
that merely blow by my human nose like chards ofliving in the moment". I laughed out loud when I read the
sand in a dust storm. But I'd be wrong to think my dogexorbitant price for this vehicle to peace and tranquility.
thinks like me. My dog knows there is a natural orderI then returned the magazine to its rack and the sound
to the universe and between us we shall chat andof my laugh caused Zoe to sit up. I thought to myself
determine our personal fit. In going on this walkthat perhaps the reader of this magazine could find
together, it must be determined whom shall lead andbetter fulfillment if they merely owned and learned
who shall follow. In my dog's world there is nofrom a dog. I'm sure it was my imagination, but it
democracy. In my dog's world, his pack cannot stop toappeared, Zoe winked at me before lying back down
debate or take a vote as to what action shall beand rolling over.
taken when a prey animal is darting across their path.