She Can Dog Whisper!

A dear friend of mine, a Dog Behavior Consultant, was asked by one of her clients why she started getting into the Dog Whisper Method.

She said, "At the start, I did everything wrong. We grew up with dogs being treated as our kids. So I did it that way. I realized that I was doing things wrong when my Cocker Spaniel bit my mother in the face."

Stacey has a lot of experience, and I learn a lot from her just from one conversation. Over time she has shared with me some of her toughest cases, including a nasty Maltese, a Pit Bull Dog who wanted to kill her, a crazy-with-fear German Shepherd Mix, and a 120 lb. people-mounting Rottweiller.

Stacey Hulen is located in South Carolina. You can learn more about her on her site - www.DogsBehavingBadly.org

I recommend Stacey because I respect her... and she knows how to Dog Whisper!

Good work, Stacey!

Rena Murray
Dog Whisper Woman

Why Did I Learn To Dog Whisper?

Obviously, I've always been passionate about dogs and learning all I could. But the real reason that I wanted to learn this - how to really communicate with a dog in its own dog body language, to dog whisper - was because some members of my family had some really out-of-control dogs that were simply not respectful of people.

My grandfather's Border Collie and Australian Shepherd were totally balanced, awesome dogs. They were workers. But after both of them had died, my grandparents got a little spoiled wretch of a Cocker Spaniel, Candy.

Candy hated everyone except my grandfather. She owned him! She made it clear by bearing her teeth, especially at my grandmother, and blocking her access to him.

Then the highlight struck. She peed on me!

I took a deep breath, then removed her by the scruff of her neck, and forced her into a sitting position on the floor. I planted that little butt down firmly! (Not hurting her, of course, but I meant business.)

Then I sent her away, not fully recognizing that my body language was perfect to do so. Candy's head and ears went down. She had crossed the boundary, and she knew it.

My grandfather was stunned. He had never seen Candy submit to anything. "You have a way with her," he told me later in private.

"Granddaddy, Candy's not very nice. She's really going to bite someone. And if that someone ends up being Granny. . ."

Granddaddy chuckled, nodding.

A child of nine, I did not know that day that my decision of how to direct my life had been set in stone. I wanted to stop dogs from controlling people in a way that the dogs understood, and that did not harm them. My dream was to become a true pack leader.

I saw so many dogs who had basic dog obedience down, but who were still nasty little wretches. That's when I realized that dog obedience training was not enough. I saw the expressions of disdain in dogs' eyes as owners exclaimed over them. And I saw how other dogs would handle the situation, cleanly and finally.

The years of exposure to the horse whisper, wolf pack ways, and myriad dogs. . . It all came together with the Dog Whisper.

Rena Murray
Dog Whisper Woman