Fava Beans and Helicopters
Why does my dog look like Hannibal Lecter?
He will be training to ride in a helicopter in a few weeks!
For safety he will need to wear a muzzle and ear protection. We are thinking about getting the little guy some Doggles to boot!
One thing I did notice was how difficult it was to find a proper fitting muzzle that still allowed him to breathe. We decided that a cage muzzle was the way to go, but none of the sizes fit. They were either too big and he could easily push them off his narrow head, or too short in the muzzle squishing his wet little nose at the end. The solution was to search for suppliers of military dogs. For only a few dollars more, we had a muzzle custom made to fit Grom’s Belgian Malinois face at For Dog Trainers.
Training to wear the muzzle was easy. Treats treats treats! That muzzle has been smeared with peanut butter and all kinds of delicious stuff on the inside. Grom barely noticed I had adjusted the muzzle to fit on his head as he licked happily at the inside of the muzzle cage. After doing this several days in a row, he put his own head in the muzzle tail wagging. I of course had a spoon filled with Peanut Butter waiting in the kitchen waiting for the cooperative little mutt. I smeared the cage with the stuff while he was wearing the thing and Wham-O, he was a fan.
There are a few options for ear protection. A few individuals on our team chose to order Mutt Muffs. I, on the other hand, visited a horse riding store and bought those squishy form fitting foam thingies you shove in your ear.
I simply cut them down to size and inserted them in my pup’s ear. They stayed in even when he shook his head. After a few minutes, he stopped noticing them. I of course gave him lots of treats every time I put them in his ears. Now I get a tail wag every time I take the foam triangle wedges out.
For the win!
Now, All I have to do is get him to wear eye protection. Then, take him on a field trip!
Where will we go?
It is not the air field, but the train tracks. We have a nice little town with a train running through it about 15 minutes away. On the other side of a fence and secured well on a leash we can practice getting used to the loud sound and wind produced by the train wearing all of our fancy new gear. It may not be a helicopter, but close enough.
Man, I sure love treats. They are magic.