Holiday Celebrations and Dog Training

My son's school has begun preparations for their their annual holiday pageant.

Each year, dozens of smiling children sing a variety of holiday tunes for their adoring parents.  Except for my son.  He stands, frozen, no movement visible in his lips.

Each year I ask him the same question. "Why didn't you sing?"

Each year, I get the same answer. "Dunno".

"Dunno" is a pretty crappy answer coming from an articulate, intelligent child who is rarely at a loss for words or conversation.

Last year, I pledged to make it better.  I spent hours learning songs and singing with him.  I made sure he knew the words and all of the cute little hand gestures.  He was Prepared.

I attended the pageant with high hopes.  This time he would sing his little heart out and wiggle his hands in all the right places.

You probably see it coming....

He did not sing.  He did not wiggle.

After those many many hours, cheerfully working right along side of him, he did not participate.

When the pageant was over, I could not find my son.  Later that evening when he re-emerged, I asked him where he had gone.  He said he didn't want to talk to me, because I would ask him why he didn't sing.


Let's call this a  "Shameful Parenting Moment".

My son knew I was not asking the question expecting a logical answer.  It was a rebuke; my way of pointing out that I knew he hadn't participated.  It was criticism couched as a question, and ten years of age is plenty old enough to figure that out.

Never mind that we actually had fun practicing together.  That we sang and were silly, and we had a really good time.

The issue was never the singing or the hand motions; the issue was his discomfort performing in front of groups.  He gets scared and anxious.  He can't help that, and I'm sure if he had a choice, he'd have been born with the personality of a natural performer.

If it were important to me, I could have introduced him to very small and manageable doses of performance.  Instead of singing for hundreds, we'd do family.  Then family and friends.  And then maybe a few neighbors.  It's possible that with time and maturity, he'd have the confidence and desire to perform for large groups. Or not.  Either way he is my son.   He is who he is; not always who I want him to be.

I abhor those soccer dads that scream and coach from the sidelines - but was I any different?  More subtle, yes, but the expression of dissaproval and "you should be able to do this" was the same.

A few of you are probably making the connection....

On occasion, I'll have a dog training student attend a trial with a well prepared dog, and it doesn't go very well.  We might express our dissapointment and wish it were different, but in the end it's the dog who must feel able to perform.

We can make the dog work for our goals because we are bigger and stronger.  The dog cannot speak, so we can ignore her opinion.  We can ignore even the most extreme non-verbal expressions of unhappiness.

Or we can accept the dog that we have.

We can set a basic floor of comfort for the dog and abide by it.

We can have an agreeement, "I will do what I can to make this sport enjoyable.  I will not put you in  a position where you are unreasonably stressed or unhappy."

We can take responsibility for making the dog ring ready by exposing her in small doses, over time, to those aspects of dog shows that are difficult.  We can go to training classes and work at appropriate distances.  We can learn about stress and fear, and create a plan that allows the dog to build confidence in herself and in her handler.  We can improve our relationship.

We can enter the ring with a dog that is clear on each exercise and as well prepared for the work and the environment as we can master.

What we can learn with our dogs, working through the journey that is competitive obedience, is pretty darned cool and interesting, regardless of the outcome.

In a week, the annual pageant will come around again.  My son knows the songs and the hand motions.  I enjoyed the hours spent practicing with him.  I also know that soon he will be a teenager, and there will be fewer opportunities.

I'm fortunate that last year he was able to speak to me, because this time, I was able to hear him.



Denise, this made me cry. I love it. I have had a hard time trying to explain to some clients that their dogs just “don’t want to” or “aren’t cut out it for” and that they aren’t any less because of it. I have had others that say, “I understand. I can see he doesn’t enjoy this and I won’t push him”. I am going to share this!


Great article! Just a reminder this also applies to positive (eu) stress too. If the dog is over-excited about bunnies and there are bunnies in the area, that also affects performance and news to be dealt with similarly. I have one on each end of the scale. Interesting to dance the line where they are still comfortable and having fun, but not too much! LOL!

Wendy Hess

I love the connection you make between kids and dogs. I, too, have school-aged boys and dogs (berners) that I show in obedience, though very sporadically. The one thing that I’ve learned with both boys and dogs is that each is different and each motivates differently. Some will just never like performance and some naturally love it, but there’s a lot of ground in between. I’ve had both kids and dogs who were lacking confidence and needed a little bit of a nudge, but once we found the right activity for them, they did like it. I took my old berner boy— he’d earned a CD but never liked traditional obedience—into rally, because it looked like fun. He enjoyed rally so much that even I was surprised when he breezed through his RE with great scores. The big difference, I think, was that I could talk to him; he loved the extra attention, and the more I talked, the more he wagged. I’m glad I gave him another crack at performance. I remembered that a few years later when my younger son, a natural athlete, was reluctant to try team sports because he was afraid he’d make mistakes in front of other people. He had tried intramural soccer and basketball when he was a lot younger, and had never been willing to commit in either, always hanging at the edges of the pack. I convinced him to try NASTAR ski racing (very casual racing against a timer, not other racers) and he did well, which gave him the confidence to try out for the lacrosse team the following year. He found that he loved playing goalie, but more than the playing, he thrived on being part of something bigger (affiliation is a huge motivator for some people, including my son.) Both dog and son had been put off or intimidated initially, but found that in the right activity where they received something rewarding to them, they could go on to compete happily.


I have a dog that absolutely hates performing obedience. She likes to train with me but earned her CDX only because she wanted to please me, not because she enjoyed the game. I promised her that after that last leg for the CDX that she’d never have to step into an obedience ring again and so she’s retired from obedience. Now we do herding instead – something she enjoys WAY more than I do! But it’s great to see her performing happily and I’ll do herding to please her just as she tried to please m!.


Good mom.

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