Yay! I got to eat fox poo today. I ran off across the field and was happily
following scent trails when Gemma called me back. I made her a deal. I
would come back as long as I could eat the fox poo. So I did. I was good
though and didn’t roll in it. I know, I know, ‘clever Jackpot’ is what you’re
Last week I was talking to you about the potting game - the one where I put
my nose on the pot, and my ball appears. Well, we played that a lot more
when I was at big dog college, and that’s how I learnt what each of the
smells meant. All the explosives I smell mean that my tennis ball is on its way
right into my mouth.
Each time I’ve shown them where the stuff is, I get to have a good chase
around and play with my ball. This bit is often called a ‘play stage.’ Did you
know that playing helps dogs remember what they’ve learnt because it
increases the dopamine levels in our brains, and that helps us remember
It takes a little while to learn other things like how to search for the
explosives because the teachers change the hiding places all the time. One
time it might be really low, and another, they might try and trick you by
putting it up near the ceiling. They did that once to me, and while Gemma
was checking through the window in the door to make sure it was safe, I
pushed the door open myself and showed them exactly where it was.
Humans can be so slow sometimes. Just do it!
That was a fun day because I got to search somewhere really secret but
What’s your favourite thing to search for? I think humans are trained to
search for keys. They’re always running around looking for them.