January was Train Your Dog Month.
What a stupid name for a month. The Mama didn't train me on a single woofing thing. Not one thing. The least she could have done, in the spirit of the occasion, would have been to teach me even a single little trick. I mean really, Kristine at Rescued Insanity decided to tackle the impossible and make Shiva and the Cat into a performance duo. That's impressive. Honey and Pamela at Something Wagging are trying to embrace the Doggyride Cart. Solid goal. Parker & Skye learned abut off leash skills. Elka learned to treat the snowy steps with some decorum and the Mama did nothing. She should be ashamed.
A better name would be Train Your Mama Month.
That's what we did at Casa de Kolchak. When I realized that the Mama had nothing planned, I took matters into my own paws. You guys are going to be so woofing proud of me. For real. You'll never believe what I taught the Mama this month.
I taught her how to play K9 Nose Work games.
An example of K9 Nose work.
I tend to scent with the same vibrant enthusiasm as Moshi the Boston Terrier.
(You can hold you applause, please.) She keeps telling people that she was teaching me K9 Nose work, but that is absolutely ridiculous. You see, I already knew how to play scent games. I already knew how to smell. When I smelled something I wanted, I found it. It was simple really. I have a Class A sniffer.
The problem was training the Mama to hide tasty morsels for me to find.











