I found a dog training book: Paul Loeb’s Complete Book of Dog Training, by (perhaps unsurprisingly) Paul Loeb. Copyright 1974.
The training advice is based around dominance theory, not really surprising, given the era.
Tierce: I don’t buy dominance theory. I don’t care if you run everything. Saves me paperwork. Speaking of that, have you done your taxes yet?
Me: Shut up. Hey, you got off lucky with the housebreaking.
Tierce: I came housebroken. What’s your point?
Me: Take a look.
Tierce: And he has a helpful illustration. Are you sure this isn’t one of those witch hunting instruction manuals?
Me: Pretty sure. I didn’t see any descriptions of thumb-screws or Iron Maidens.
Tierce: Close enough, though. I agree with whoever annotated the page with, “I would never do this! Barbaric + cruel”.
Me: Yeah, pretty much.
Tierce: Besides, why torment a defenseless puppy with just a taste of poop and not give them the whole thing?
Me: I’m going to pretend you never said that.
Tierce: If anyone tried that with me, their house would be smoking rubble within 12 hours.
Me: Well, in that case, this guy has a solution…
Tierce: What is up with the vinegar and Tabasco fetish?
Me: Beats me. Speaking of that, this is how I should teach you not to bite.
Tierce: ‘Set up possible nipping situations with the dog and the children.’ Now, that doesn’t sound like anything could go wrong there.
Me: Sounds a little risky. ” Okay, Caitlin, take Puppy’s ears and yank really hard…”
Me: Doesn’t sound as bad as this situation.
Tierce: Who the hell are these people?
Me: Well, people thought differently back then. Dominance theory was probably the best explanation people had for dog behaviour.
Tierce: ‘Back then’? You were born in the seventies, weren’t you?
Me: Well… yeah.
Tierce: How old are you?
Me: Let’s move on. Hey, you can tell this was made in the seventies.
Tierce: Aside from the cover?
Me: Yeah. First, look at this.
Tierce: That seems awfully specific. Hey, it says that I can have tobacco and liquor if prescribed by a vet.
Me: Uh, no.
Tierce: But beer tastes really good.
Me: What? When did you drink beer?
Tierce: When we visited those friends of yours and someone spilled a Bud Light on the porch.
Me: That’s what that was?
Tierce: I actually liked the Canadian better.
Tierce: Someone else spilled that later.
Me: No beer!
Tierce: In dog years, I’m well above the age of majority.
Me: No. No beer, no hamsters, no dead birds.
Tierce: A predator is ever aware of opportunity.
Me: Hey, this guy has a solution for that.
Tierce: That’s considerate of him to make sure a snack is always within my reach. And I can perfume the house with it. Like air freshener.
Me: That’s never happening.
Me: He doesn’t seem to have a good opinion of attack trained dogs.
Tierce: Neither do I. You have a 99% less chance of getting treats if you bite people, so they tell me.
Tierce: Holy shit, is that really what happens?
Me: Not in my experience. I have no idea who this guy was chumming around with, but that’s not how RCMP dogs are trained. And the Schutzhund people I know don’t do that; they say that associating protection training with negative reinforcement is the exact wrong thing to do.
Tierce: So, what’s the second thing?
Tierce: The Hell’s Angel of the dog world. Huh.
Me: What’s missing?
Tierce: Have no clue.
Me: No mention of pit bulls. Anywhere.
Tierce: I’m kind of glad you went with clicker training.
Me: I’m sure we both are.