From some strange reason, training dogs was my biggest dream from as long as I can remember. - It seems like I was born with a dream to train dogs 🙂 My childhood was all just one big attempt to get my parents, completely not-dog-people, allow me a dog...
As a little kid, I was searching streets to find all stray and lost dogs there were and try to train them. I stopped eating meat when I was 7, originally because I needed all the meat I could get for training dogs from the streets. Or, when there were no dogs – cats.
When I finally did get my first dog, I thought I’m in heaven. Most people would feel like in hell. Aiken was a really difficult dog to train for an 11-year-old. Unlike stray dogs, he wouldn’t go crazy for my sandwich. But he was a great teacher. He fought against all training methods that were in use at that time and taught me to think on my own.
I never in my life read a book on agility training or watched a video, everything I know is “go out, try and see”. That’s how I thought of my famous method for running contacts and cik&cap turns. As more and more people got interested in my training methods, I got to do what I always dreamed of - train dogs. All the studies that I finished were just to postpone a horrible day D when I would have to go to a job and leave my dogs home alone. 9 to 5 job was always a horror to me. School on the other hand, was always easy, I finished both primary and high school with the highest score on the final exam in our school, got a stipendium for talented students because of that, finished studies of philosophy and journalism at University of Ljubljana and almost went on with PhD studies – but then realized that’s just another try to avoid a normal job and that I don’t need that anymore. I can do now what I always wanted: train dogs. My childhood dreams came true.
Big thanks go to everybody who believed in me. To my mother who believed in me no matter how unbelievable my dreams might look to her. And of course to my boyfriend, for all the support, for all the listening he does when I need to think loud and for all the patience it takes to live with crazy me and my crazy five dogs.
que gran vida
felicitaciones silvia