I had two solid black German Shepherds back in the 90's and with one of the brothers I would play Kung Fu Theater every night. I got the dog he was a year old and had been returned to the kennel where I bought his brother. He was severly withdrawn, so bad it took over a year to bring him out of his shell. But, eventually he did and it was awesome. One night about 2am I woke up on the couch and an old B&W overdubbed Kung Fu Theater movie was on. All the classic lines: "Say, what are you doing here?", "So, you want to fight huh?", "Awe, you're not so tough", "Say, what's the meaning of this", "What are you doing here?" "Your Kung Fu is weak, like a little girl......ha ha ha ha ha" - I woke up, stood up, looked over at Bart and in my best overdubbed Kung Fu movie voice said "So, you want to fight eh?" and he squared off in a play stance. The rest was history, I used those lines to invoke play time from then on - along with some sudden moves they worked great. He became "Master Bart" the worlds only German Shepherd Kung Fu Master.
Cool story, and strangely enough almost right when you posted this last night I was attempting to train my GSD to not bark or scratch at the door for his first night sleeping outside since last fall. kbohip=World's worst dog trainer!
Bakersfield to Fresno. What's that section going to be called? The "Illegal" Express?
The pickers have to get from the fertile orange groves to the crops further north made extinct to save the not so indigenous little fish in the Sacramento Delta. This should make the trek less stressful for the new crop of voters with official ID cards.