Fenway's had a breakthrough, or rather it's like a switch has flipped in him. T
oday was the first morning he didn't start barking in the crate 10 minutes before my alarm goes off. I swear he does it because he knows I'm going to get up so he thinks barking=mom gets up=release from the crate. For the past month I've been increasingly late for work because I stay in bed longer waiting for him to stop barking.
Yesterday afternoon I took him to the vet and he didn't bark or act like a lunatic when he saw other dogs. Even when a labradoodle barked at him and a coonhound came right up and got into his face. He was a little fussy when the vet tried to look at his teeth, and he didn't like to be restrained for his blood draw, but overall he was good. Okay, so the vet suggested prozac for him but I think
he was kidding.
All I know is I almost ended up with a concussion because of his tail smacking me in the face while he was on the exam table.
Last night I took him to training class and for the first time since we started three weeks ago, he didn't bark or act like a lunatic in the building. We didn't have to stand behind the partition at all. He stayed focused on me during distractions, did some recalls and loose leash walking (okay, so one recall ended with him trying to make friends with a poodle), and was overall a totally different dog. The instructor even asked where Fenway was because he wasn't the same dog.
I have no idea what has clicked in his head. Other than actually having some stability in his life. I'm not doing anything different with him. But I'm so proud of him I can hardly stand it!