WELCOME TO PUGGLE ADVENTURES: A NOSE WITH FEET

They say not to judge a book by its cover but I need you to do just that. If you liked the cover of my book, A Little Dog's Adventures in...

Nosework and containers. Love them or hate them, container searches are the bedrock upon which is built everything pertaining to this...

"Every experience, no matter how bad it seems, holds within it a blessing of some kind. The goal is to find it." Buddha Advertised to be...

Sometimes the odor wins. True. Also true is that in nose work we must always be willing to adjust.

Children and dogs are as necessary to the welfare of the country as Wall Street and the railroads. Harry S. Truman In writing this blog,...

I have seen this before in training, a search area known for containing enticing pee smells. This blog is not meant to be a training session

Tawny brought comfort to me during the reign of terror when the evil I denied existed during the day persecuted me at night.

The first time I saw this big old, leggy Lab-mix walking with his person coming towards me, I was walking my two favorite Dachshunds, Em...

Last weekend Winnie and I did our first trial since "lockdown" and it was a heavily deliberated upon commitment to attend this trial in...

I was mistaken on which beam I had placed odor by two beams and was waiting for her to get closer but even that is no excuse.....

We have evolved our searching in a positive direction after I vowed to leave odor behind rather than false alert.

As we find ourselves sequestered to our homes, cut off from work, friends, society, this social distancing can lead to boredom but those...

Mention Containers to a nose work group and you will hear a collective symphony of grumblings and sighs and groans from the participants.

When the searching began, Winnie did her part but I was incredibly distracted.

The dog's nose should write the agenda, our only job as handler is to get outta the way.

Let pressure pass over and through you. That way you can't be harmed by it. BRIAN HERBERT

Never in my life has my ignorance been more exposed then with nose work, nor have I been so unconditionally forgiven for it by my dog.

I followed the GPS in blind faith never thinking we might end up on a tiny, gravel forest road 180miles from nowhere

It was a classic paradox, a thought experiment like Schrödinger's Cat where not knowing the results means we were neither right nor wrong.

Not sure why but for many, including me, the pain of loss of loved ones just hurts more at this time of year, and I find myself tearing up..