Scott Linden Outdoors

He’s eight months old. A human wouldn’t even be in kindergarten yet, but I see long legs, growing body and think Flick should behave like his uncle Manny. Luckily, I’ve been given some helpful mantras from the Smith cousins (www.huntsmith.com).

Rick Smith reminds me over and over in their DVDs to “don’t get mad, don’t get frustrated.” Coupled with Ronnie’s regular use of the term “little puppies” I stay grounded. Their wise words inform my thinking every day. Sometimes it’s harder than others, but I persevere.

Like when Flick tells the neighborhood he wants to be part of the action when I train Manny. Tantrums are part of childhood, even canine childhood. Or when walking at heel is a breeze … until it becomes a rodeo. But Rick and Ronnie’s words soothe me even when Flick is gnawing away at a wifely item.

So I breathe deep and count to ten, not getting mad, not getting frustrated … at the little puppy.