Author of Megans World and Sonny the Wonder Dog Book Series
Children’s Story Hour and Book Signing with Pamela Foland
Saturday March 21st from 9am to 6pm
Located inside Red Barn Flea Market Antiques & More 305 W Madison St Waxahachie TX 75165
Let your child enter to win a free picture book!!
I’ll will be reading my picture books, including my new picture book, Sonny’s Talent every hour starting at 10am.
I will have my books as well as gifts for petlovers of all ages and their pets available at my table located near the cash register.
Many dogs experience separation anxiety when left alone. They will often whine, bark, cry, howl, chew, dig, scratch at the door, soil the house or destroy your home and yard. We often unintentionally train our dogs to behave this way because whenever they throw this kind of tantrum when we leave, we quickly come back to reassure them, give them attention or even a bone or biscuit. If you do this, your dog will soon learn that he can control you with emotional blackmail.
Long, drawn-out farewells can create separation anxiety problems by first exciting your dog and then making the isolation more obvious when you’re gone. Just when he gets all worked up and ready to play, suddenly you disappear. With all this energy, your dog will either try his best to get you to come back or he will have to vent his energy in some other way. Since he can’t build model airplanes or invite his buddies over for a hand of poker, he does doggy things – like chew, dig and bark.
Perhaps it is not separation anxiety after all! We often think our dog is destructive because he is angry and spiteful that we left him, but he could actually be just trying to have some fun since there is nothing else to do. He may be relieved to be able to do those things he normally can’t do when you’re home. He may be thinking, “Thank goodness the owner is finally leaving! Now I can chase the cat, dig up the tomatoes, get in the trash, and bark at the neighbors. They never let me do those things when they’re home.”
Some dogs with separation anxiety are stressed, nervous and insecure when they are left alone. They express this nervous energy in typical dog fashion – chewing, digging, barking and house soiling.
To prevent separation anxiety, dogs need to feel happy, secure, and comfortable when you’re away. It’s important to give them things to do while you’re gone. Provide them with lots of toys, such as a Kong stuffed with treats, and chew bones. Often another companion pet can help alleviate the boredom.
Another way to prevent separation anxiety is to set aside scheduled time periods to give your dog undivided attention, play and exercise. A happy, well-exercised dog will usually sleep contentedly during the day while you are gone. Be sure that one of the scheduled play sessions occurs before you must leave for the day. Give your dog a chance to settle down before you leave and don’t make a big deal of your departure – just leave without any emotion or commotion.
If your dog is already experiencing separation anxiety, then gradually accustom him to your leaving. Practice leaving and returning several times a day until he gets used to your departures and realizes that you are not abandoning him forever. Gradually leave for longer and longer periods of time, but start out by leaving for just 5 minutes and returning again.
I will never forget the morning my mom carried me outside, explaining, “You are going to get to stay in the backyard now, Lucky. You will have so much more room to hop and play.”
What? Outside? I have been indoors in a rabbit hutch my whole life. I don’t know how to defend myself outside.
Mom sat down on the patio with me in her lap. The sun was already high in the sky. A thousand strange smells filled my nose. I sat nervously not about to move from the security of Mom’s lap. My ears flattened against my back to shield them from a loud thumping and clanging noise that went past the other side of the fence.
“It’s just the garbage truck, Lucky. It’s alright. Come on, I will walk you around,” Mom said, placing me on the ground.
Mom stood up and took a few steps. I sat frozen in place for a moment, before deciding that it was better to follow her than stay by myself.
I hopped at Mom’s heels. As we left the patio, I froze again. Suddenly, I was next to a big body of water that stretched the length of the yard.
“Hop around the pool, Lucky. It’s not warm enough to swim yet,” Mom called.
I gave the pool a cautious glance and sniffed at the water as I crept to the edge. Nope. I am not going swimming.
I stayed along the flowerbed edge as I followed Mom around the pool.
As a branch brushed off Mom’s legs, it swung back into my face.
Pesky thing. I will get this off the path.
I easily chewed through the tomato plant branch, and was about to spit it out when, I realized this tastes delicious.
I watched Mom just up ahead of me as I munched on the branch. I then grabbed another branch as I hopped to catch up with Mom.
As I stopped at her feet, I noticed a small feathered creature walking under the brush just in front of where Mom and I stopped.
I stretched as long as I could to get a sniff of the new creature. Just as I was getting a whiff, the creature flapped and got itself up on the fence. I jumped in surprise and darted behind Mom’s legs.
“It’s ok, Lucky. It is just a bird,” Mom explained.
As I recovered from my scare, I grabbed a mouthful of the nearby bush. Hey, this bush is good too. I like this variety of treats. Maybe this yard won’t be bad.
We continued on around the pool. As Mom walked across the grass, to check on a spot by the fence, I took a mouthful of grass and a few slow hops on the grass.
The grass was soft and the sun was warm; the combination made me happy. I ran in a quick circle before frisking across the grass.
This is fun!
Mom and I continued across the grass, until we came to a big mound of dirt. Mom carefully stepped around it, but I sniffed it. As soon as I put my nose to it, dozens of tiny moving creatures came out of the dirt and crawled toward me.
I hopped back in surprise.
Mom knelt down next to me, “Leave the ants alone, Lucky. Let’s make sure none of them are on you.”
Mom brushed me off carefully, and then we continued back to the patio where we started.
“I am going to bring your food and water dish out here. I will be right back,” Mom told me.
I watched her disappear through the door to the house.
Who needs that old food dish when I have a whole yard of fresh greens.
I frisked off the patio and wandered through flower bed after flower bed, sampling each plant as I went.
As Mom reappeared from the house, I reached the grass on the backside of the pool, and I was frisking happily from one end to the other.
“You like it out here, don’t you, Lucky?” Mom asked.
I did another happy frisk and dashed, in response to show her my answer.
As I neared the bush again, the bird had returned. This time I was able to sniff him, and he eyed me without flying away.
I grabbed a mouthful of leaves and chewed thoughtfully. This yard isn’t scary any more. Now I have a new birdy friend, and all the fresh greens I can eat. I will like living outside.
Mom stayed outside with me awhile longer, but when she went inside, I barely noticed. I was flopped in the dirt next to the tomato plant. It’s shade was the perfect spot for an afternoon nap.
Yes, outside life is the life for me.
The end.
Seven year old Henry was following his mom through the pet store one Saturday morning. As they approached the small animal section, a sign caught Henry’s eye and he froze.
When his mom turned around to find him, Henry exclaimed, “Look they are having a hamster derby here this afternoon. Can I enter Bucky, please?”
His mom studied the sign for a moment, “Alright, we can look into it, let’s get Bucky’s food first.”
Henry nodded and continued following his mom.
Once they were at the checkout counter, Henry asked the cashier, “How do I sign up for the hamster derby?”
The cashier glanced at Henry and replied, “ There is no sign up, just have your hamster here by 1 p.m.”
“Thank you. My hamster’s name is Bucky. He is really fast.”
The cashier smiled at Henry’s enthusiasm, before saying, “I can’t wait to see him run.”
Only then did Henry turn to ask his mom, “Can Bucky run in the race, please?”
His mom responded, “Yes. We better go eat lunch and get Bucky.”
“Yeah!”
As soon as Henry got home, he race to his room. “Bucky, guess what, you are going to run in the hamster derby today. We are going to the pet store after lunch. If you win, we will get a big trophy.”
Bucky poked his head out from under the mound of bedding where he napped. He stretched and yawned as he walked over to the cage door.
“You want a yogurt treat, don’t you?”
Bucky stood waiting as Henry fished a treat from the bag and handed it to him.
“Henry, come eat lunch,” his mom called.
“Coming,” Henry shouted back, before telling Bucky, “I will be back.”
After lunch, Henry balanced Bucky’s exercise ball in his lap as they rode to the pet store.
Bucky turned and roamed inside the ball, confused by the new surroundings.
Once the car was parked, Henry climbed out carefully carrying Bucky in his ball. As Henry led his mom into the pet store, he froze momentarily startled by the overwhelming sight of children and hamsters everywhere.
“Wow, look at all the people. Let’s go get Bucky signed in,” Mom said.
Henry nodded and followed her to the registration table.
It was not long after they got registered, that the first race began. Henry crept closer to the tracks as the store employee started talking, “ Welcome everyone to the first hamster derby. We have a 10 foot track set up for you today. There will be eight hamsters running at a time. The winner of each round will progress to the final run off. I have the participants divided into six groups. I will call the names before each race, and my associates will help you get the hamsters in place. Is everybody ready?”
Henry screamed, “Yes!”
The store employee read the first eight names.
“Good, we aren’t up first so we can watch.” Henry commented.
His mom stood behind him, “Why don’t you move up closer so you can see. I will stay right here.”
“Okay, thanks, Mom.”
“Do you want me to hold Bucky.”
“No, he needs to see too.”
Henry wove his way through the crowd of people to an opening that gave him a clear view of the track.
The first hamsters were loaded and at the employee’s signal, released.
“There are three hamsters aren’t moving off the starting line,” Henry whispered to Bucky, “Look, that black hamster is way in the lead.”
Henry stood and watched 3 more races, before Bucky’s name was called.
The store associate, took Bucky’s ball from Henry and placed it in the fourth lane on the track.
Henry stood directly behind the fourth lane of the track. “You can do it, Bucky. You will win, I just know it.”
As the associates started the race, Henry ran to the side of the track cheering, “Go, Bucky! Go!”
Henry bounced up and down in place. Bucky was in the lead. Suddenly, Bucky slowed his pace.
Oh, no. Bucky has stopped and is now heading back to the starting line.
“No, Bucky, you’re going the wrong way!”
Henry watched as Bucky was passed by the rest of the hamsters. Henry’s fist clenched at his side and tears welling up in his eyes, as he pleaded, “Please, Bucky, run the other way. You can do it.”
As if hearing Henry, Bucky turned in his ball and continued running in the original direction. Bucky picked up speed and quickly caught up with the other hamsters and pulled into the lead. He didn’t slow down, so his ball bounced off the other end of the track.
“Yeah, you won! You won!” Henry cheered.
As the pet store employee announced, “Bucky comes in first, Fluffy came in second, and Oreo came in third…”
Henry wove his way through the crowd, and collected Bucky from the employee.
As he walked back to his mom, Henry chattered excitedly, “I am so proud of you, Bucky. I knew you could do it. Now we are in the final race.”
Even though, Henry’s mom had seen the entire race, Henry could not stop himself from recounting the events to her. He was so busy talking about Bucky’s race, that he missed the final three rounds. Only when he heard Bucky’s name called by the store employee, did Henry turn around and hurry back to the starting line with Bucky.
Bucky was placed in the second slot on the track this time. Henry stood behind Bucky’s lane, explaining, “There are only five other hamsters running this time. I know you can win, Bucky. Just run your fastest.”
Henry moved to the side of the track, just before the six hamsters were released.
“Go, Bucky, go!” Henry cheered.
Bucky started running immediately, and this time he did not slow down.
“Bucky’s in the lead! Yes, he is going to win,” Henry cheered.
A moment later, Bucky was caught at the other end of the track, by the store employee.
“Bucky is the winner of our hamster derby,” The pet store employee announced excitedly, as he held Bucky and his ball over his head for all to see.
A cheer echoed through the store, as Henry and his mom wove through the crowd.
Henry grabbed Bucky and his ball from the store associate, “You did so good, Bucky. I am so proud of you!”
“Here is the trophy for Bucky’s owner, Henry,” the pet store employee announced.
Henry held Bucky in one hand, and the trophy in the other. He smiled proudly, as camera flashes came from every direction.
Another round of applause echoed through the store.
In a blur, Henry answered several questions about Bucky. All too soon, Henry was following his mom to the car.
“Thank you, Mom,” Henry said as he climbed into the backseat, with Bucky and his trophy.
As soon as they got to the house, Henry raced to his room. He rewarded Bucky with several yogurt drops as he place Bucky in his cage.
Bucky stuffed the yogurt drops in his cheeks and climbed down and under the bedding. He poked his head out, as he heard Henry say, “You were so fast today, Bucky. I am so proud of you. Your trophy will stay right here by your cage. Sleep well, Bucky, you earned it.”
Henry smiled at Bucky, as Bucky ducked his head back under the bedding.
I have the best hamster in the world, Henry thought as he tiptoed from the room.
The End
The sound of a dog’s bark is a common and not all together unexpected sound in neighborhoods, apartment complexes and anywhere people live among each other. Barking is a means of communication, but when it reaches an excess in both pitch and frequency, the potential for conflict between neighbors grows.
Barking is a symptom of something deeper and in order to find a solution, the reason behind the barking needs to be determined.
Lack of Exercise
If a dog is not exercised sufficiently on a daily basis, the extra energy may be released through barking. For example, the dog learns that he gets a quick walk in the morning, and then is left inside, full of pent up energy with nothing to do and no one to do it with. The act of continuous barking releases the energy, eventually he gets tired and is able to sleep or remain in a calm state for a few hours.
Your veterinarian is a good source for safe chewing alternatives.
Boredom
Barking for Attention
Barking becomes a way to receive attention and negative attention is better than none.
Being Territorial or Protective
If a dog has been encouraged to react to strangers, animals and noises outside, he is being taught to respond to those sounds regardless if anyone is home. The barking becomes problematic when there isn’t anyone around to tell him to stop and in many cases, the dog is more “on guard” when left alone. A dog’s perception of a “trespasser” can be anyone who is not supposed to be there.
Fearful Barking
A dog that barks at thunderstorms, firecrackers, loud noises or construction equipment is a fear barker. A fearful dog will have his tail tucked under; ears back, and may be crouched low to the ground, freeze in one spot or have frantic movements, like he is trying to escape.
Separation Anxiety
The anxious dog will begin barking when you leave or briefly afterwards, the dog displays a deep attachment to you by following you from room to room, greets you in a frenzied fashion and seems anxious when your are about to leave. A dog suffering from separation anxiety will always bark, regardless of how long you are gone. The problem can become worse if there has been a change in the dog’s life, a move, a new roommate or pet, being left alone for a longer period, the loss of a family member or if the dog pet has recently been adopted from an animal shelter.
Positive Alternative
Remember:
I don’t really remember my first owners now, however, I do remember the day they took me for a car ride and left me in this strange place. The room was filled with new people and these creatures that hissed and swatted at me whenever I approached. My leash got passed from person to person, and I had no choice but to trail after them as they walked through the corridors of the hissing creatures.
Thankfully, after a few hours of dodging claws and teeth, I got to go home with a nice lady. She had a gentle basset hound that I got to play with. Now, being a shih tzu mix puppy, a dog that was my height made me feel good.
I looked up at the lady, When are my owners coming back?
The lady ignored my question, “You are such a cutie, we will find you a good home. I promise.”
New home? What is she talking about? I have a home.
“Come lay on the bed next to Buddy.” The lady patted the extra doggie bed at the foot of her bed. She then patted the basset hounds’ head, “Take care of our guest, tonight.”
I collapsed on the bed next to Buddy, too exhausted from confusion to figure anything else out.
It will look better in the morning. Maybe this is all a bad dream.
The next morning, I woke up to Buddy howling. I glanced around with a start, before remembering my new surroundings, and realizing I had to find Buddy and his mom.
I scampered down the hall, following the sound of Buddy’s howl. I found the back door just in time to follow Buddy into the yard.
I relaxed a little and enjoyed marking my territory in Buddy’s backyard.
As Buddy’s mom let us back into the house, she continued to talk on the phone.
I followed her. Maybe she is talking to my owners, and they are coming to pick me up.
She talked for a long time, and was definitely talking about me, from her side of the conversation.
“Yes, he is about 4 months old. His wavy black hair gives him such personality.”
Yep, that’s me.
“Yes, he played with my basset hound, and slept through the night.”
I peed all over Buddy’s backyard too.
“No, he seemed kind of scared of the cats yesterday, but it was a completely new environment for him.”
She paused momentarily before continuing, “Yes, he will be with me at the rescue event tonight. Great, we will see you then.”
I wagged my tail, as Buddy’s mom made eye contact with me. I hope she has good news!
“You are coming with me to the cat rescue today. Then, we will go to the adoption event tonight, and a nice woman is going to come meet you. She sounds very interested in adopting you.”
My tail slowly stopped wagging. My owners aren’t coming back?
I laid on the tile floor. My good mood was gone. I didn’t want to go back to the ‘cat rescue’.
Cats are the hissing creatures that hated me yesterday.
I want to go home.
“Come get in the car,” Buddy’s mom called to me. “See you tonight, Buddy,” she continued.
Bye, Buddy. I want to live in one place again, all this moving around is confusing.
I rode in the car, stretching my neck to see out the window. I am not sure why I wanted to see where we were going, after all, the streets looked identical to me.
When we got to the cat rescue, I made sure to stay extra close to Buddy’s mom’s heels. I was greeted with the same hissing and spitting faces from the cats this morning. I dodged a few swatting claws, before I was stopped in front of a cage with a cat hunched in the back.
Maybe, I can make friends. This cat looks as scared as I feel.
Before I had even taken a full step towards the cat, pointy claws and teeth lunged for me.
Yikes! I jumped backwards, before shaking myself off.
Forget it. I just have to avoid the claws until tonight. Then, maybe the new woman will adopt me.
The day seemed longer than any day I had every experienced. My paws hurt from all the walking.
That evening, I was driven to a pet store, where there were crowds of people and dogs passing me.
At least, the dogs were friendly.
I ducked behind Buddy’s mom’s legs as curious hands reached out to pet me.
When is the woman you told me about coming? If she was my ticket out of here, I couldn’t wait to meet her.
I had just curled up for a nap under the one table, when Buddy’s mom started talking to a woman.
The woman had a nice smile and welcoming eyes. She kept glancing down at me, as she talked.
That’s her, this is the one I am supposed to meet, I just know it.
I got up and tiptoed over to the woman’s shoes. I sniffed the strange scent, and then jumped as the woman bend over to pet me.
“Can I pick him up?” I heard her ask.
“Yes, of course. He is very friendly, just a little scared from all the changes.”
The woman squatted down and talked to me, “Come here, little guy, it’s all right.”
She held her hand out for me to sniff. I hesitated momentarily, but soon felt safe by the calm presence of this new woman and walked over to sniff her hand.
She smiled and cooed, “Look at your long curly hair. You are so cute.”
I felt my tail wag just a little in response to the sweet tone.
I was then scooped into her arms. I started to struggle, but her gentle hold and soft stroking made me relax.
I heard her ask several questions to Buddy’s mom.
I stretched my head up and sniffed her chin and cheek. She giggled and cuddled me to her.
I found myself licking her cheek and my tail wagging. Yes, I want to go home with you.
To my delight, I heard the woman ask about adopting me.
After a few more minutes of conversation, I left the store with the new woman. I should have been scared, but I wasn’t. She had me tucked securely under her arm and spoke softly to me. I already trusted my new mom.
As we got in her car, she told me, “I am going to name you Teddy Bear. After all your soft coat feels like a teddy bear’s. You are going to come home and live with me, ok?”
I stared into her eyes and wagged my tail.
Alright! I have a mom now, just like Buddy.
Then my new mom continued, “You will love your new home, Teddy. It is a two story house, with lots of cats for you to play with.”
Cats! Oh, no. I don’t want to be hissed and swatted at again. I’ll take my chances with Buddy’s mom. Take me back.
I tried to squirm away, but even while driving she managed to keep me confined to her lap.
I sighed and rested my head on her leg, suddenly not wanting to get to ‘my new home’ at all.
It wasn’t too long before my new mom, parked the car and carried me into the house.
I gazed around and saw several cats coming out to greet us.
I cringed as I was set down in the middle of the floor, hearing my mom say, “This is Teddy. Everyone be nice to him.”
As I sat on Mom’s feet waiting for the hissing and spitting to start. I couldn’t take the tension, so I shut my eyes. Maybe, if I don’t look around, this will all go away. Suddenly, I felt a furry body rub against mine. As I peeked out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a light grey tabby cat rubbing against me.
I stood up and sniffed at her. There was no hissing and no signs of claws. In fact, soon I had all five cats rubbing against me purring.
I glanced up at Mom who was watching protectively, I wagged my tail. I returned to sniffing each cat as they rubbed against me.
These cats like me! This is great!
I followed Mom across the room to the couch. As I jumped up to sit next to her, the light grey tabby, put her paw around me. She then frisked across the room. I studied her movements. She came back up to me, and then as I went to sniff her, she frisked away again.
She wants to play!
I chased after her and soon the other cats joined in our game. When Mom called bed time that night, I was relaxed and happy with my new home.
I drifted off to sleep in the bed surrounded by my new family, a doggie smile on my face. I had a new Mom and five cat friends to play with. I am so happy to be home.
The end.
Get your dog to lay down in front of you. Once he is down, encourage him to go to a hip (whichever side your dog favors). Now take a treat, show it to your dog. Keep the treat close to your dog’s nose and move the treat slowly over the dog’s shoulder towards his backbone. Your dog should turn his head to follow the treat. At first you may have to place your other hand on your dog’s back to prevent him from standing up.
The further back you move the treat, the more your dog should twist his neck to follow the treat. If the neck twists far enough, the body will follow. Once his legs are in the air, continue using the treat to lure him all the way over. Remember to label the command with one word such as ‘over’ or ‘rollover’. Be consistent with the command you give every time you work with your dog on roll over. Until your dog knows what is expected by the command, only say it as the dog is doing the trick. Always give him the treat when he is all the way over.
With practice, your dog will no longer need you to lure him all the way over. You will be able to say your command and make a rolling signal with your index finger to cue your dog to roll over.
1) Puppy-proof your home. Instead of constantly reprimanding a young puppy for getting into things, puppy-proof any areas of the house to which your puppy will be given access, in much the same way one would child-proof an area for a baby:
2) Limit the number of toys. While all dogs should have toys to play with, the problem with providing your dog with too many toys is that it makes it more difficult for the dog to differentiate what’s his from what’s yours. Do not provide a destructive puppy with more than a few toys at a time. Rotating your dog’s toys will keep the toys new and exciting to your dog, so he would go looking for new toys.
If your dog is chewing on soft items such as sofa cushions or pillows, do not give your dog any plush toys. Plush dog toys with squeakers, often increase your dog’s prey drive, making them want to destroy and get the squeaker out. Once the dog has destroyed his toys he will go looking for something else to “kill”.
3) Safely confine your puppy. Use a suitably sized crate or wire-reinforced puppy gate whenever you’re unable to safely supervise him. When introduced properly and used correctly, crate training is a safe, preventive, effective and humane housetraining tool, which provides the puppy with a secure, protective den, while offering his owner peace of mind. Please note: Introduce your dog to his new crate using positive association and never use his crate as a punishment.
4) Offer him lots of outdoor exercise. Dogs that are destructive indoors
need one to two hours of active outdoor exercise daily, provided they are fully
immunized. Teaching your dog to retrieve a ball, toy, or Frisbee will help cure
his chronic chewing problem.
I’m proud to have shared my life with Sonny the Shih-Tzu for nine years. He was an incredible dog, who acted more like a person than a dog. He got bored of standard dog tricks and was very in tune to my feelings and thoughts. It was at the request of the pet resort’s training director that I learned about teaching Sonny to read. This was the only trick that he really loved performing. Over several years, I was able to teach him words, numbers, shapes, colors, and even physics equations.
Sonny and I showed off his reading ability at many training events and classes. Our biggest claim to fame, though was being on Good Morning Texas. Not only did Sonny perform his reading trick perfectly in the busy TV studio, but he also picked the 2011 Super Bowl Winner!!
Since Sonny passed away, I have developed the Sonny the Wonder Dog picture book series. The series explains why Sonny was so smart – he just had to be an alien from another planet. The first book in the series, Sonny from Outer Space introduces the readers to how Sonny came into Pamela’s life.
Check out all of Sonny’s amazing reading videos at:
www.sonnythewonderdog.com
Attention, Exercise, and Mental Stimulation
Dogs need social interaction, physical exercise, and mental stimulation – just like children do – in order to grow up to be healthy and well adjusted. When these needs are not met, many behaviour problems can develop.
Attention:
How much daily social time does a dog need? A good rule of thumb is that a dog should spend at least half his waking hours each day interacting with other dogs and people. Like humans, most dogs enjoy a mix of old friends and new encounters – so make sure your pup meets at least one new dog or person each day. While dogs do need to learn to spend time alone, too much isolation will make them antisocial, anxious or depressed. Allowing your dog regular access to his familiar doggie buddies as well as the chance to meet new dogs will increase the chances of him being socially content and well adjusted.
Physical Exercise & Mental Stimulation:
Your dog’s brain and body BOTH need lots of exercise. Swimming, playing tug & fetch, and playing with other dogs are good brain AND body work-outs. Walks on leash are not always physically exerting, but they do provide a lot of mental stimulation: all the outdoor smells, sights and sounds are very interesting! Working on obedience skills requires lots of doggy concentration, and your dog will love the mental challenge of figuring out new things. Make sure you exercise your dog’s brain AND body each day.