Remember this wee thing?

He grew up and went through the Barky Twos, though it sounded more like screaming. Next came the Ferocious Threes, where he became the GUARD DOG.
Being Mr. Smarty Pants, he has no concept of obey. He does want to please us, and he definitely loves us more than anyone else (strangers definitely beware) but until he turned three in February it was a crap shoot as to whether he would even lift his head when he heard his name called.
It’s been stressful to keep him properly exercised. Walking was NOT pleasant as he was still highly reactive to other dogs, cars (especially white trucks) and strange men (especially those jogging.) I am in no fear of being attacked with Bandit at my side; at 30 pounds I think he would be quite capable of leaping for an attacker’s jugular, or at least his nether regions, and he would NOT let go! A very ferocious loyalty to me and DH. However, this aptitude is not especially appreciated when attempting a quiet morning walk at dawn…

Last summer when we put him in the back yard he just looked at the windows and barked, or barked at Stella, the dog next door who barks at everyone because she is left home alone for 12-15 hours a day. His barking is high pitched and very sharp, you can hear from the park, over a quarter mile away.
BUT He is SUPERB at oxygen monitoring, and sits with DH anytime he is not doing well, ready to charge up the stairs and retrieve me so…
We knew maturity was a big part of it, so we have waited and waited and waited. Finally last fall we got a bark collar. It is awful to have to buzz him, but we hoped since he was so intelligent it would only take a few zaps and he would KNOW. We only used it a few times, once or twice on a walk and in the back yard when we simply had to get garden stuff done.
This spring we took the collar out again and he ran away (in the house.) When he started barking when the neighbors came home (at 9:30 pm) we put the collar on my night stand. Within a day all we only had to ask if he needed the collar in a stern voice and he would give us his I’m sorry look and settle down.
The big test was going to Montana. He only needed two “calming” tablets while there, and one was just to settle him down so he could sleep the first night. He barked as expected when we got out of the car for breaks, but once at our daughter’s he spent much time in the back yard, and he was a very good boy. We put the bark collar on him the first day, and not a peep. The next day we used the collar WITHOUT TURNING IT ON and not a peep.
Upon returning home, we have put the collar on in our back yard and for the first time in two years, no barking, AND he has stopped staring at the windows and is now looking around and smelling the great smells, moving to the shade as the morning progresses.
We haven’t been taking walks because the very early sunrises May — July allowed us to play ball in the golf course drain way before anyone else was up (so no Winston running loose). It’s been a little tricky this fall with daylight coming later and later, so I expect at some point we will have to return to walking. Maybe if I carry the collar, we can get to the point of having an enjoyable one.
I keep reminding myself he IS improving, and heelers are notorious for taking an extra year to settle down and be MATURE. We are getting there slowly.















