PLENTY IN LIFE IS FREE: REFLECTIONS ON DOGS, TRAINING AND FINDING GRACE
By Kathy Sdao
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What if the secret to great dog training is to be a frequent "feeder" rather than a strong leader? A skilled reinforcer rather than a strict enforcer?
Over the past two decades, countless dog trainers across the world have embraced the liberal use of positive reinforcement. Often accompanying this trend, however, is an underlying emphasis, inherited from more coercive models of dog training, that each human in the family must be the dog's leader. But adopting the role of leader using what is known as the "Nothing in Life is Free" training protocol can result in stifling rules that constrain a person's ability to share affection and attention with their dogs. This focus on human leadership puts puts the burden on dogs to "earn" their rewards rather than placing the primary responsibility on the humans to be generous, precise, creative "feeders" (i.e., reinforcers).
In this new book, renowned dog trainer Kathy Sdao reveals how her journey through life and her decades of experience training marine mammals and dogs led her to reject a number of sacred cows including the leadership model of dog training. She describes in narrative fashion how she has come to focus her own training philosophy which emphasizes developing partnerships in which humans and dogs exchange reinforcements and continually cede the upper hand to one another.
What animal behavior experts are saying about Plenty in Life is Free:
This extraordinary book fills the gap between contemporary training technology and ethics. With indelible wit and wisdom, Sdao exposes the naked emperor of excessive control and replaces him with the keys to healthful behavior and lasting relationships. This book will improve more than a dog’s life—it will be required reading for the students in all my behavior classes.
Susan G. Friedman, Ph.D., Dept. of Psychology, Utah State University, www.behaviorworks.org
Kathy Sdao is as wise, witty, warm, and adventurous on paper as she is on the lecture platform. This is a wonderful book about an issue deep and dear to all of us: how to learn to be thoughtful, kind, and generous to our dogs, to each other, and to ourselves, in a world that pressures us to be harsh, resistant, and controlling instead.
Karen Pryor, Author of Reaching the Animal Mind, founder of www.clickertraining.com
Kathy Sdao
Kathy Sdao is an Associate Certified Applied Animal Behaviorist who has spent 26 years as a full-time animal trainer. She teaches about a dozen seminars annually, for trainers around the world. Kathy lives in Tacoma, Washington where she runs Bright Spot Dog Training and lives with her two dogs.
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PLENTY IN LIFE IS FREE - Kathy Sdao
Series.
INTRODUCTION
You’ve surely heard the purported Chinese curse, May you live in interesting times.
I’ve been supremely blessed to have lived in interesting jobs for thirty years. As a contractor for the United States Department of Defense, I trained bottlenosed dolphins to locate and neutralize deep-moored mines in the open ocean. As a research assistant at the University of Hawaii’s Kewalo Basin Marine Mammal Laboratory, I helped teach sign-language to other dolphins. As a zookeeper in my current hometown of Tacoma, Washington, I cared for rarely-seen harbor porpoises, gentle beluga whales and a magnificent two-ton walrus named E.T. I crewed on a large motorsailer during a week-long dolphin collecting trip in the waters off the Big Island of Hawaii. I even traveled to Paris, just after the 9/11 terrorist attacks, for a dog-sitting gig. My first job, however, was as a Hooker. Sort of. More on this in the next chapter.
I’m now nearly 50 years old. If I squint, I can see the half-century milestone anchored around the next bend, forever casting me out of anyone’s notion of young adult.
Along with plenty of character lines around my eyes and mental voids into which acquaintances’ names and common English words slip with alarming frequency, I’ve developed a profusion of gray hair. For now, I’m keeping the salt in my pepper-colored locks, mostly because I’ve earned it (and, less dramatically, because my last dye job was ghastly).
Shades of grays
I’ve come to realize that I’m more willing to accommodate other gray areas, too. Instead of clinging to certainty about, well, everything, I’ve started pitching a few philosophical tents on slippery slopes. I’ve also found some secure ledges. For example, I, a proud liberal in almost every way, now empathize with at least one concern of National Rifle Association (NRA) members. One day, years ago, reflecting on how foolish it was that my city had outlawed off-leash dog parks, I realized that NRA folks feel about guns the way I feel about dogs: for my own peace of mind I need them in my life, despite the fact that some are dangerous and may, especially in the hands of uneducated owners, occasionally injure innocent people. (I haven’t fallen completely over the NRA cliff; bans on assault rifles are irrefutable, in my opinion.) My black-or-white viewpoint that guns are bad
has developed into a more slate-toned stance. And yes, perching on this slippery slope, working to maintain balance, embracing the murky middle-ground, is a whole lot less comfortable than sitting securely on the top of the hill.
Now, in many other ways, I hang on to fewer absolutes, though this change has been fitful and fraught. I agree with writer Anne Lamott’s admission: Everything I let go of has claw marks on it.
Yet, over time, the bravado and arrogance of knowing damn near everything when I was 25 years old has morphed into a willingness to admit just how much I’m unsure of. Twice as old, half as certain. But, with five decades of living in the rear-view mirror, perhaps a bit wiser as well.
Growing older has changed the way I train dogs and view my relationship with them. While I always have been associated with a training philosophy that avoids coercion and physical force (force is not much of an option when your animal weighs 10 times more than you and swims 1,000 times better than you), there is one particular tenet of positive-training philosophy that I’ve wrestled with: Nothing in Life Is Free (NILIF). This is the dictum that dogs should be required to earn all privileges and rewards by first performing a behavior (e.g., Sit
) requested by a human. It turns out that my concerns with NILIF have at least as much to do with my own spirituality and personal view of relationships as with the pros and cons of NILIF as a training regimen.
I’m entirely aware how odd it is to discuss spirituality in a book about dog training. And though I suspect there are other animal trainers and veterinary professionals concerned with the issues I’ll discuss, this is not a book which focuses on the intersection of faith and training. Instead, it offers a critique of NILIF and suggests alternative frameworks for dog training. First, let me explain why this is so important to me.
CHAPTER 1
Doubt of Control
All animal training is, to some extent, inherently manipulative. We trainers strive to control events and environmental stimuli to create behavioral changes in our animals. The best trainers do this skillfully, minimizing any pressure or distress the animal experiences during the learning process. Less-great trainers do this using force—both physical and psychological—to compel their animals to act correctly. Recently, I’ve come to admit that I’ve always been a master manipulator, though I rejected this assessment when I first heard it as a teenager.
My first job, as a 16-year-old in my childhood home of Niagara Falls, New York, was working as a painter at the local Hooker Chemical plant. This name seems comical—I wore an orange T-shirt emblazoned with Hooker
in big black block letters—unless you know about Love Canal, the environmental disaster named for the suburban neighborhood where Hooker Chemical buried more than 20,000 tons of toxic waste.
I was one of a dozen teens hired to work summers painting the exteriors of buildings and chemical tanks. Each kid was the son or daughter of a Hooker Chemical employee; the summer job was a perk allotted to some of the senior workers there. I was the exception; my dad didn’t work at the plant, but he did have clout—he was the Niagara Falls city manager.
Looking back, it’s shocking to realize how truly hazardous this job was. We each wore a hard hat and steel-toed boots and on a belt around our waists hung an in-case-of-chemical-leak gas mask. I had an eerily close brush with death at that facility, as I barely missed being sprayed with corrosive chemicals that burst from a hose that ruptured while workers loaded a tank car.
Each teen was assigned an older painter who acted as a supervisor and guardian. All were middle-aged men employed at the plant for years. Those poor guys; it must have been a huge nuisance to oversee a bunch of bumbling, blithe kids in that perilous environment.
For one summer, my partner was Vern. At the time, I thought him old, but he was surely only in his 40s. He was sort of a Tootsie Pop—hard shell on the outside, softer inside. Two memories stand out of my days working beside Vern.
First, he was single-handedly responsible for erasing my phobia of spiders. For more than a week, we had to work in an unused warehouse, replacing the exterior window-panes facing the route of an upcoming bus tour for local VIPs (a pitiable public-relations effort). This building really wasn’t abandoned, though. Spiders—many thousands of them—crawled on every surface. Masses scurried across the walls and ceilings. (Picture that scene in the movie Raiders of the Lost Ark
in which the Well of Souls is filled with snakes; then just replace them with spiders.) Since the floor of this vast warehouse was completely covered with 55-gallon drums, Vern and I were forced to walk atop them to reach the windows we had to replace. Our heads brushed against the spiders on the ceiling. I piled my long hair under my hard-hat, but still fretted about bugs getting caught on an errant lock or falling into the collar of my coveralls.
On the first day of this assignment, I peered into the doorway of that decrepit building, glimpsed those seething hordes of spiders, then froze. Panic surged. My feet went numb. I was rooted to the ground, speechless and quaking. Yet, I knew I’d be mocked by the guys—and likely fired—if I refused to work in there.
Vern saved me. He just started talking, telling me stories and asking about my life. As ever, I couldn’t resist the chance to talk, especially about myself. He kept our conversations light and flowing. By engaging me in simple, continuous banter, Vern managed to keep my freaked-out limbic system at bay. I got through the work week, though I’m sure I broke more windows than I repaired because I hammered any spiders that darted onto the panes. Though the warehouse was demolished shortly after that ridiculous vanity tour, my fear of spiders had ended there for good.
My second memory of Vern is something he said as we drove in a company truck to a worksite. He worried about me, he said from out of nowhere, because I was so manipulative. He thought this controlling nature would create sorrow as I got older. The origin of this observation was a mystery to me at the time, but I’m sure it followed on the heels of one of my long-winded tales about a recalcitrant boyfriend. I was shocked and offended. Me, manipulative? Hah, never! Who was he to stick his nose in my business, anyway? Yet, this is the only statement of Vern’s I can recall now, decades later. That’s how prescient it was. Somehow, he foresaw that I’d waste years and tears trying to control everyone in my life. What he could not predict was that, much later, animal training would become not only my profession, but a means of daily soul work that would help free me from my control-addiction and replace it with something more sustaining.
Vern’s observation was my first hint that striving for ever greater power over the actions of others might not be the path to happiness. I easily ignored this insight, of course, and instead spent my 20s honing skills of maneuvering and manipulating, coercing and controlling the people—and later, the animals—around me.
Life has a way of revealing falsehoods, mostly, I believe, through suffering. It causes disillusionment, literally. Illusions get shattered. Two surprising, humiliating and agonizing divorces, one when I was 25 and the other when I was 40, devastated my comfortable routines. Each time, I plummeted into despair. Each time, I felt certain I couldn’t survive. I stumbled into the supportive arms of friends and family. I cried through countless hours of therapy. And, sometime between the two break-ups, I began attending church again. Raised Roman Catholic, I’d stopped going to Mass as soon as I left home for college. But, when I arrived in Tacoma in 1991 to take a job at the Point Defiance Zoo & Aquarium,