The thing that I always hear them say at Nosework (aka Scent Work) trials is, “Trust your dog.” Of course people need to do that because canines are the ones who have the noses that can find the hidden odor in all sorts of odd places.
Luckily, this last weekend, Mom actually did trust me. We didn’t get off to a great start because buried odor was our first event. I am not quite sure about the point of that one, so I decided to gear up for the other three runs instead.
The good news is that exterior was next, and I was ready. I went right to the odor and amazingly, Mom called it. We came in second place for that event because it only took us seven seconds. The judge even said something nice about our teamwork on that one.
After waiting for what seemed like a week, we had our third run which was an interior. It was a little confusing because the doors were opening and closing, and it was a tight space (and I’m claustrophobic). Still, I found the odor and showed Mom for sure, and she called it, and we were right.
Our last event of the day was containers. They are supposed to be in two straight columns, but when we walked in, one of the boxes was not in the column correctly. Apparently some dog before me had pushed it out of the right spot. They reset the box, and Mom told me to go find it. Luckily, she was trusting me. I did sniff the box that had been askew, and it did have nose prints, and I knew Mom was thinking about calling it, but I could hear her thinking “trust your dog,” so when I went to the right box, she called it, and we were right. Not only that, it only took us 22 seconds, so we got third place in that run.
It’s so much more fun to do this when Mom is paying attention and trusting me.