Mine is a family of devoted, if inconsistent, pet parents to rescue mutts, so my home is where the inmates run the asylum. We are happy and used to this, and our sibling littermate dogs, Mazie and Hooch (both mixes of, in this order, Staffordshire terrier, shar-pei, beagle, Jack Russell terrier and rat terrier), live lives of luxury.
A problem arose a couple of years ago when Hooch, a 55-pound brick, got off leash and, for hours, refused to acknowledge his own name or come out from under a neighbor’s house except for an occasional jaunt through rush-hour traffic on Tchoupitoulas Street. This was a hair-raising experience, so we sought professional help.
Enter KC Singleton, of Canis Integrated Training…