bark collar: Dog Anti Bark Collars
Anti Bark Collars and Remote Control Activated Spray Collars, are used for the purpose of training and eliminating problematic behaviour in your dog. Using a spray, not a punishment this device will make your dog a happy and well behaved pet. Spray technology is a modern training tool, proven efficient and painless by dog specialists. It acts upon four of the animal's senses. Using a remote control, a citronella spray is ejected from a device worn around the dog's neck. Simply press the button on the remote control and an inoffensive citronella spray is ejected. The spray can be triggered at a precise moment in time, so that the delay between the unacceptable behaviour and the redirection stimulus is instantaneous.
With spray collar training time is greatly reduced. After receiving a few sprays in a specific situation, the dog will attempt to avoid bad behaviour in order to spare himself another spray. The calibrated spray, causes neither pain or nasty after-effects. In fact, we have noticed that the spray has an appeasing effect on dogs. Furthermore the use of the spray is more effective to eliminate bad behaviour, than techniques, which involves fear or pain.
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With spray collar training time is greatly reduced. After receiving a few sprays in a specific situation, the dog will attempt to avoid bad behaviour in order to spare himself another spray. The calibrated spray, causes neither pain or nasty after-effects. In fact, we have noticed that the spray has an appeasing effect on dogs. Furthermore the use of the spray is more effective to eliminate bad behaviour, than techniques, which involves fear or pain.
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bark collar: Bark Control Collars
How the PetSafe Anti Bark Collar Works
The PetSafe anti bark Collar has two primary features designed to shorten the training phase and promote good behavior. First, the anti bark Collar has a unique patented sensor that provides the most reliable bark detection available. The PetSafe anti bark Collar uses both vibration and sound sensors (dual-detection) to discriminate each bark from other external noises. A Static Correction is administered through the Contact Points only if both the vibration from the vocal chords and the sound from the bark match the same criteria. Second, the anti bark collar has a new patent pending Temperament Learning System design that is effective across many dog breeds and their individual barking behaviors. The Temperament Learning System contains software that tracks the number of corrections needed to substantially reduce (and in most cases eliminate) the number of nuisance barks. The anti bark system has 10 levels of Static Correction. It begins with low-level corrections, however, if excessive barking continues the correction intensity will increase with each successive bark until the barking stops. Once the dog has learned to reduce the barking, the initial warning corrections are reduced. If your dog does not bark within 30 seconds, the anti bark collar will reset itself. As a built-in safety feature, if your dog barks 15 times or more within a 1 minute 20 second period, the anti bark collar will automatically shut off for 3 minutes.
Important:
Before playing with your dog, remove the anti bark collar. The activity may cause your dog to bark, which could lead to him associating the play with the Static Correction.
Never leave the Anti Bark Collar on your dog for more than 12 consecutive hours
Why Dogs Bark
Dogs bark. It is part of their normal and natural communication and behavior. Dogs can bark for appropriate and good reasons, such as when strangers approach our house, they hear an odd noise, or they are herding sheep. Most of us want our dogs to be "watch dogs" and alert us to anything unusual. But dogs can also bark inappropriately. In two scientific surveys of dog owners, approximately 1/3 of them reported their dogs barked excessively. To control barking in our dogs, we first need to understand why they are barking.
Types of canine vocal communication
Dogs, as well as wolves use many types of vocalizations to communicate. This communication starts very early in life. Young puppies make a mewing-like sound when they are searching for food or warmth. Louder crying sounds are heard if the puppy is hurt or frustrated. As dogs get older, they make five main classes of sounds: howls, growls, grunts, whines, and barks. Each of these classes of sounds is used in different situations.
Howling is used as a means of long-range communication in many different circumstances. Howls are more often associated with wolves, but dogs howl too. Wolves often howl to signify territorial boundaries, locate other pack members, coordinate activities such as hunting, or attract other wolves for mating. Dogs may howl as a reaction to certain stimuli such as sirens.
Growling can occur in very different activities. It is used to threaten, warn, in defense, in aggression, and to show dominance. But growling is also used in play as well. By looking at the body posture we should be able to tell the difference. Growls during aggression are accompanied by a stare or snarl, and the growling dog often remains stationary. Play-growls occur in combination with a happy tail and a play bow to signal willingness to play. These dogs are often moving and jumping about to entice play.
Grunts in dogs are the equivalent of contented sighs in people. They can also be heard when dogs are greeting each other or people.
Whines or whimpers are short- or medium-range modes of communication. Dogs may whine when they greet each other, are showing submissiveness, are frustrated or in pain, to obtain attention, and sometimes in defense. Dogs generally whine more than wolves, perhaps because they use the whine more as an attention-seeking behavior, and are often rewarded for it. Think about it. The first sound you may hear from a new puppy is the whine at night when he finds himself alone. We often are guilty of unintentionally reinforcing this whining by giving the puppy the attention he wants.
Barking is another mode of communication that seems to be more common in dogs than other canine species. Again, this may be the result of human encouragement. Certain breeds have been bred to bark as part of their watchdog or herding duties. Barking is used to alert or warn others and defend a territory, to seek attention or play, to identify oneself to another dog, and as a response to boredom, excitement, being startled, lonely, anxious, or teased.
The PetSafe anti bark Collar has two primary features designed to shorten the training phase and promote good behavior. First, the anti bark Collar has a unique patented sensor that provides the most reliable bark detection available. The PetSafe anti bark Collar uses both vibration and sound sensors (dual-detection) to discriminate each bark from other external noises. A Static Correction is administered through the Contact Points only if both the vibration from the vocal chords and the sound from the bark match the same criteria. Second, the anti bark collar has a new patent pending Temperament Learning System design that is effective across many dog breeds and their individual barking behaviors. The Temperament Learning System contains software that tracks the number of corrections needed to substantially reduce (and in most cases eliminate) the number of nuisance barks. The anti bark system has 10 levels of Static Correction. It begins with low-level corrections, however, if excessive barking continues the correction intensity will increase with each successive bark until the barking stops. Once the dog has learned to reduce the barking, the initial warning corrections are reduced. If your dog does not bark within 30 seconds, the anti bark collar will reset itself. As a built-in safety feature, if your dog barks 15 times or more within a 1 minute 20 second period, the anti bark collar will automatically shut off for 3 minutes.
Important:
Before playing with your dog, remove the anti bark collar. The activity may cause your dog to bark, which could lead to him associating the play with the Static Correction.
Never leave the Anti Bark Collar on your dog for more than 12 consecutive hours
Why Dogs Bark
Dogs bark. It is part of their normal and natural communication and behavior. Dogs can bark for appropriate and good reasons, such as when strangers approach our house, they hear an odd noise, or they are herding sheep. Most of us want our dogs to be "watch dogs" and alert us to anything unusual. But dogs can also bark inappropriately. In two scientific surveys of dog owners, approximately 1/3 of them reported their dogs barked excessively. To control barking in our dogs, we first need to understand why they are barking.
Types of canine vocal communication
Dogs, as well as wolves use many types of vocalizations to communicate. This communication starts very early in life. Young puppies make a mewing-like sound when they are searching for food or warmth. Louder crying sounds are heard if the puppy is hurt or frustrated. As dogs get older, they make five main classes of sounds: howls, growls, grunts, whines, and barks. Each of these classes of sounds is used in different situations.
Howling is used as a means of long-range communication in many different circumstances. Howls are more often associated with wolves, but dogs howl too. Wolves often howl to signify territorial boundaries, locate other pack members, coordinate activities such as hunting, or attract other wolves for mating. Dogs may howl as a reaction to certain stimuli such as sirens.
Growling can occur in very different activities. It is used to threaten, warn, in defense, in aggression, and to show dominance. But growling is also used in play as well. By looking at the body posture we should be able to tell the difference. Growls during aggression are accompanied by a stare or snarl, and the growling dog often remains stationary. Play-growls occur in combination with a happy tail and a play bow to signal willingness to play. These dogs are often moving and jumping about to entice play.
Grunts in dogs are the equivalent of contented sighs in people. They can also be heard when dogs are greeting each other or people.
Whines or whimpers are short- or medium-range modes of communication. Dogs may whine when they greet each other, are showing submissiveness, are frustrated or in pain, to obtain attention, and sometimes in defense. Dogs generally whine more than wolves, perhaps because they use the whine more as an attention-seeking behavior, and are often rewarded for it. Think about it. The first sound you may hear from a new puppy is the whine at night when he finds himself alone. We often are guilty of unintentionally reinforcing this whining by giving the puppy the attention he wants.
Barking is another mode of communication that seems to be more common in dogs than other canine species. Again, this may be the result of human encouragement. Certain breeds have been bred to bark as part of their watchdog or herding duties. Barking is used to alert or warn others and defend a territory, to seek attention or play, to identify oneself to another dog, and as a response to boredom, excitement, being startled, lonely, anxious, or teased.
bark collar: The naming of a dog
By ALBINA PECSON FERNANDEZ
In memory of Samuel P. Fernandez (October 25, 1965 to April 26, 1980) who brought home a dog named Yougo.
He was once a sad, sad dog. He did not know who he was. He had no name. His father was crushed to death by a speeding cargo truck and his mother died soon after. So taken up was she with grief that she forgot to give a name to her only child.
Because he had no name, the sad, sad dog did not quite know whether he was being spoken to or not. To be on the safe side, he learned how to be quiet. From when he felt like barking, he just did not. He imprisoned all his barks inside his thin little body. He was the quietest dog ever. He was kicked, stoned, cursed, chased with broom and cuss words, but he never barked.
For sure, he was nobody’s dog. No one patted his head. No one ever gave him a bone. No one ever beckoned him with a whistle. Oh, how he ached to wag his tail to welcome into his life anyone at all.
One day, he decided to carry out a plan. The plan was aimed at acquiring a master. The dog bathed himself so he would look real nice and clean just like that poodle he once saw inside a passing car. As he bathed himself by a broken fire hydrant the alley cats and dogs watched him, with great interest, for once. They were amused by him. For there he was, drying himself under the hot sun and making great efforts to wag his tail in order to catch the attention of passersby. His face was getting blue already, but his tail would not move at all. It was stuck between his legs. It had simply forgotten how to wag.
"Oh, never mind," the dog told his tail wordlessly. "I can bark to attract attention."
And so he forced himself to bark. He was so sure that if he could bark like that German Shepherd guarding the gates of the big house someone was bound to look at him. And take him home, maybe. And so he tried again and again to bark. He was getting blue in the face already but not a single bark would come out of his throat. The dog only then realized that he had forgotten how to bark, too.
Because he was nobody’s dog, he had no home. And so he moved from place to place. And everywhere he went he always heard a voice say, "you go away, you dirty dog. This is no place for you, do you hear?"
Of course, he always heard. At least he had not lost his ears that he had to go somewhere. He couldn’t possibly be nowhere. A place in time must always be there, even for a dog like him. And so. . . .
The dog without a name became a vagabond. He rose with the sun each day to look for a place where he could be even just for a little while. Here was the church by the side of the road, which the dog believed led directly to Heaven. Many a time he had tried to enter the church, but always there was the priest. "You go away, you dirty dog," the priest would say. "Don’t you know that this place is not for you? This is only for God’s own chosen people."
At other times, the dog would try entering the schoolhouse. How he loved to watch the children with their books. He wanted to be with them. But each time he tried to pass through the school gate the teacher’s voice would thunder. "You go away, you dirty dog. This is no place for you, do you hear? This is only for the intelligent."
He, of course, also tried to enter the Municipal Hall. But there was always that policeman guarding the entrance. And so the dog settled for the second best place. At noon the people working in the place threw their leftover lunch inside a garbage can standing under a fire-tree. Sometimes, when luck was with him, he could get chicken bones, fish tails and sometimes, oh, goody, even slivers of fact and meat. But always he ended his meal feeling bad. Always, somebody would suddenly come out of nowhere and shout at him, "You go away, you dirty dog. This is no place for you. Don’t you see that you are eating dirty garbage and messing up the whole place?"
One day, getting really worried about the germs he must have inside his belly for having eaten a lot of garbage, he tried entering the hospital. Of course, that was not the only reason. He had been feeling weak and sick for quite sometime. Dragging himself to the hospital door, he was met by a doctor. The doctor told him, "You go away, you dirty dog. This is no place for you, do you hear? This is only for those who can afford the cure."
Oh yes, the dog without a name also tried to enter a military camp from time to time. He liked to watch the soldiers in their crisp, handsome uniform. How he liked to be just one of them. He would help them track down the enemies of the people. His nose was made for the job. Why, he was even willing to die for the people! But even before he could set foot inside the camp he was always discovered by the guards by the gate. They would always tell him. "You go away, you dirty dog. This is no place for you, do you hear? This is only for patriots."
On Saturdays the dog without a name usually passed by the marker. Many people were always there to buy or sell something. How he wished he had something to sell so he could buy some food. It was really here, where dreams are made of. Because the dog had nothing to sell he relied on the next best thing to do. He would park himself near any butcher. Any butcher at all might take pity on him and throw a bone or two. But that never happened. The moment his fleas on his body transferred to the butcher’s fat legs there it would go again. "You go away, you dirty dog. This is no place for you, do you hear? This is only for those with goods and money."
Oftentimes he tried to enter the rich man’s house. The big house was sandwiched between the church and the municipal hall. He had heard from the cats and dogs, and of course, the rats too, that the rich man’s garbage was full of good things to eat. But each time he tried to join the other animals, he was always told. "You go away, you dirty dog. This is no place for you, do you hear? The place is for us only. We found it first."
Once he tried to join people marching behind a red flag. He had heard from hushed conversations that those who followed the red flag got home of their own. And so, when one sunny summer day he saw this red flag waving wildly in the air, he ran as fast as he could to catch the tail-end of the long march. He was so deeply impressed by the marching feet and the chanting that went with them. Gathering all his strength the nameless dog tried to match the marchers’ feet with his. After a few attempts, he felt very good indeed.
Why, he could march. He could march! He probably could chant, too. Clearing his throat to find out whether indeed he could, he tried releasing his bark long imprisoned in his wasted body. He was about to release the first bark when he felt a kick hit his stomach. As he lay motionless on the hot pavement he heard the voice of the people: "You go away, you dirty dog. This is not for you, do you hear? This is only for the oppressed and the injured."
The dog without a name really had nowhere to go. Even in the cemetery he could find no place. Much as he wanted to smell the flowers on fresh graves he never quite succeeded in doing so. Just as he got near them a stone would hit his head. The gravedigger always caught him by surprise. Spade in hand, and the other pointed at the dog, the gravedigger would intone, "You go away, you dirty dog. Don’t you know you damn dog that flowers are not for you? They are for the dead."
The dog without a name held out from day to day for as long as he could. He did not want to die yet. He wanted to get a name first. For as he roamed around the cemetery he noticed that everybody in the place had a name. That is why they are lovingly remembered. People cry over them. People light candles for them. People clean their graves. People pray for them. People also bring food for them even if they are too dead to eat.
One day the dog without a name couldn’t take it anymore he decided to die once and for all. "Who cares if I died? He asked himself wordlessly. Even if I get a name and then died, who would remember me?" he added, "Life is sad, life is sad," he repeated wordlessly over and over again. While saying these wordless words he looked for a place to die. Now already too weak from lack of food and too much wandering, he could not really have his choice—the churchyard where birds sang all day long, He had to settle for a patch of grass he knew not where. Nestling himself on the soft grass he waited for death to carry him away to his father and mother. Wondering how he might recognize them, considering that he never saw his father and he no longer remembered his mother’s face. Just as he was about to see dog faces in a land he had never seen before, he felt something touch him. Hands were putting a dog bark collar around his neck. And then, he heard the voice: "You go home with me, little doggie." Upon hearing this, he no longer wanted to die. All that he wanted just now was to open his tired eyes. At last he had a name. "Why didn’t I realize it before?" he asked himself. "My name is Yougo. Yes, that is my name."
"What a lovely name," the voice said.
Yougo wagged his tail.
In memory of Samuel P. Fernandez (October 25, 1965 to April 26, 1980) who brought home a dog named Yougo.
He was once a sad, sad dog. He did not know who he was. He had no name. His father was crushed to death by a speeding cargo truck and his mother died soon after. So taken up was she with grief that she forgot to give a name to her only child.
Because he had no name, the sad, sad dog did not quite know whether he was being spoken to or not. To be on the safe side, he learned how to be quiet. From when he felt like barking, he just did not. He imprisoned all his barks inside his thin little body. He was the quietest dog ever. He was kicked, stoned, cursed, chased with broom and cuss words, but he never barked.
For sure, he was nobody’s dog. No one patted his head. No one ever gave him a bone. No one ever beckoned him with a whistle. Oh, how he ached to wag his tail to welcome into his life anyone at all.
One day, he decided to carry out a plan. The plan was aimed at acquiring a master. The dog bathed himself so he would look real nice and clean just like that poodle he once saw inside a passing car. As he bathed himself by a broken fire hydrant the alley cats and dogs watched him, with great interest, for once. They were amused by him. For there he was, drying himself under the hot sun and making great efforts to wag his tail in order to catch the attention of passersby. His face was getting blue already, but his tail would not move at all. It was stuck between his legs. It had simply forgotten how to wag.
"Oh, never mind," the dog told his tail wordlessly. "I can bark to attract attention."
And so he forced himself to bark. He was so sure that if he could bark like that German Shepherd guarding the gates of the big house someone was bound to look at him. And take him home, maybe. And so he tried again and again to bark. He was getting blue in the face already but not a single bark would come out of his throat. The dog only then realized that he had forgotten how to bark, too.
Because he was nobody’s dog, he had no home. And so he moved from place to place. And everywhere he went he always heard a voice say, "you go away, you dirty dog. This is no place for you, do you hear?"
Of course, he always heard. At least he had not lost his ears that he had to go somewhere. He couldn’t possibly be nowhere. A place in time must always be there, even for a dog like him. And so. . . .
The dog without a name became a vagabond. He rose with the sun each day to look for a place where he could be even just for a little while. Here was the church by the side of the road, which the dog believed led directly to Heaven. Many a time he had tried to enter the church, but always there was the priest. "You go away, you dirty dog," the priest would say. "Don’t you know that this place is not for you? This is only for God’s own chosen people."
At other times, the dog would try entering the schoolhouse. How he loved to watch the children with their books. He wanted to be with them. But each time he tried to pass through the school gate the teacher’s voice would thunder. "You go away, you dirty dog. This is no place for you, do you hear? This is only for the intelligent."
He, of course, also tried to enter the Municipal Hall. But there was always that policeman guarding the entrance. And so the dog settled for the second best place. At noon the people working in the place threw their leftover lunch inside a garbage can standing under a fire-tree. Sometimes, when luck was with him, he could get chicken bones, fish tails and sometimes, oh, goody, even slivers of fact and meat. But always he ended his meal feeling bad. Always, somebody would suddenly come out of nowhere and shout at him, "You go away, you dirty dog. This is no place for you. Don’t you see that you are eating dirty garbage and messing up the whole place?"
One day, getting really worried about the germs he must have inside his belly for having eaten a lot of garbage, he tried entering the hospital. Of course, that was not the only reason. He had been feeling weak and sick for quite sometime. Dragging himself to the hospital door, he was met by a doctor. The doctor told him, "You go away, you dirty dog. This is no place for you, do you hear? This is only for those who can afford the cure."
Oh yes, the dog without a name also tried to enter a military camp from time to time. He liked to watch the soldiers in their crisp, handsome uniform. How he liked to be just one of them. He would help them track down the enemies of the people. His nose was made for the job. Why, he was even willing to die for the people! But even before he could set foot inside the camp he was always discovered by the guards by the gate. They would always tell him. "You go away, you dirty dog. This is no place for you, do you hear? This is only for patriots."
On Saturdays the dog without a name usually passed by the marker. Many people were always there to buy or sell something. How he wished he had something to sell so he could buy some food. It was really here, where dreams are made of. Because the dog had nothing to sell he relied on the next best thing to do. He would park himself near any butcher. Any butcher at all might take pity on him and throw a bone or two. But that never happened. The moment his fleas on his body transferred to the butcher’s fat legs there it would go again. "You go away, you dirty dog. This is no place for you, do you hear? This is only for those with goods and money."
Oftentimes he tried to enter the rich man’s house. The big house was sandwiched between the church and the municipal hall. He had heard from the cats and dogs, and of course, the rats too, that the rich man’s garbage was full of good things to eat. But each time he tried to join the other animals, he was always told. "You go away, you dirty dog. This is no place for you, do you hear? The place is for us only. We found it first."
Once he tried to join people marching behind a red flag. He had heard from hushed conversations that those who followed the red flag got home of their own. And so, when one sunny summer day he saw this red flag waving wildly in the air, he ran as fast as he could to catch the tail-end of the long march. He was so deeply impressed by the marching feet and the chanting that went with them. Gathering all his strength the nameless dog tried to match the marchers’ feet with his. After a few attempts, he felt very good indeed.
Why, he could march. He could march! He probably could chant, too. Clearing his throat to find out whether indeed he could, he tried releasing his bark long imprisoned in his wasted body. He was about to release the first bark when he felt a kick hit his stomach. As he lay motionless on the hot pavement he heard the voice of the people: "You go away, you dirty dog. This is not for you, do you hear? This is only for the oppressed and the injured."
The dog without a name really had nowhere to go. Even in the cemetery he could find no place. Much as he wanted to smell the flowers on fresh graves he never quite succeeded in doing so. Just as he got near them a stone would hit his head. The gravedigger always caught him by surprise. Spade in hand, and the other pointed at the dog, the gravedigger would intone, "You go away, you dirty dog. Don’t you know you damn dog that flowers are not for you? They are for the dead."
The dog without a name held out from day to day for as long as he could. He did not want to die yet. He wanted to get a name first. For as he roamed around the cemetery he noticed that everybody in the place had a name. That is why they are lovingly remembered. People cry over them. People light candles for them. People clean their graves. People pray for them. People also bring food for them even if they are too dead to eat.
One day the dog without a name couldn’t take it anymore he decided to die once and for all. "Who cares if I died? He asked himself wordlessly. Even if I get a name and then died, who would remember me?" he added, "Life is sad, life is sad," he repeated wordlessly over and over again. While saying these wordless words he looked for a place to die. Now already too weak from lack of food and too much wandering, he could not really have his choice—the churchyard where birds sang all day long, He had to settle for a patch of grass he knew not where. Nestling himself on the soft grass he waited for death to carry him away to his father and mother. Wondering how he might recognize them, considering that he never saw his father and he no longer remembered his mother’s face. Just as he was about to see dog faces in a land he had never seen before, he felt something touch him. Hands were putting a dog bark collar around his neck. And then, he heard the voice: "You go home with me, little doggie." Upon hearing this, he no longer wanted to die. All that he wanted just now was to open his tired eyes. At last he had a name. "Why didn’t I realize it before?" he asked himself. "My name is Yougo. Yes, that is my name."
"What a lovely name," the voice said.
Yougo wagged his tail.
bark collar: SOUNDS OF YOUR HOUND
A NEW device will tell dog owners what their barking pets are saying.
BowLingual clips on to a dog's collar and translates the barks of more than 80 different breeds into phrases such as "I feel great", "Let's go", "Listen to me" and "I miss you".
The bark decoder was developed by scientists in Japan and sends the translated barks to a hand-held receiver.
BowLingual clips on to a dog's collar and translates the barks of more than 80 different breeds into phrases such as "I feel great", "Let's go", "Listen to me" and "I miss you".
The bark decoder was developed by scientists in Japan and sends the translated barks to a hand-held receiver.
bark collar: Doggie translator: the meaning behind the barks
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Judging from the number of dogs that try to take a chunk out of me on my morning run, not enough people are watching The Dog Whisperer on the National Geographic channel. So to you folks who can't be bothered to be home Fridays at 9 p.m. Eastern (and don't have TiVo or a cable-box DVR), I point you to this: the BowLingual dog translator. No, it doesn't change your pet's growls and yelps into actual speech, but it will do some on-the-fly bark analysis to let you know if your pal is happy, sad, frustrated, or territorial at any given time. All you have to do is attach the transmitter to your dog's collar, input its breed and other information into the handheld receiver, and you'll be able to read the furry guy's mind like a book. Well, at least like a mono-colored face on an LCD screen. And for those who just love being judged, the BowLingual will even give you an MBF (Man's Best Friend) Score to grade how good your relationship with your dog is. Of course, if you're so perplexed by your canine companion's barking and body language, maybe a cat or hamster would be more your speed, but what do I know? The BowLingual site incomprehensibly has no link to a vendor, but you should be able to find one online for less than $150. — Peter Pachal
Judging from the number of dogs that try to take a chunk out of me on my morning run, not enough people are watching The Dog Whisperer on the National Geographic channel. So to you folks who can't be bothered to be home Fridays at 9 p.m. Eastern (and don't have TiVo or a cable-box DVR), I point you to this: the BowLingual dog translator. No, it doesn't change your pet's growls and yelps into actual speech, but it will do some on-the-fly bark analysis to let you know if your pal is happy, sad, frustrated, or territorial at any given time. All you have to do is attach the transmitter to your dog's collar, input its breed and other information into the handheld receiver, and you'll be able to read the furry guy's mind like a book. Well, at least like a mono-colored face on an LCD screen. And for those who just love being judged, the BowLingual will even give you an MBF (Man's Best Friend) Score to grade how good your relationship with your dog is. Of course, if you're so perplexed by your canine companion's barking and body language, maybe a cat or hamster would be more your speed, but what do I know? The BowLingual site incomprehensibly has no link to a vendor, but you should be able to find one online for less than $150. — Peter Pachal
bark collar: Anti barking dog collar
Anti barking dog collar
Now why would anyone want to make his or her dog suffer for doing something that comes natural? I am talking about anti barking dog collars of course. Dogs are born barking, they communicate by barking. All of their important functions within human society as watch dogs, guard dogs and companion dogs cannot be possibly completed without the ability to bark. Whether it be a warning bark to let their owner know that danger approaches, a threatening bark to let potential trouble makers know its time to move on, a plea for help for their owner in need of immediate assistance or just a cursory bark to let us know that they are on the job. If you forcibly take away the ability of your dog to communicate by making them wear an anti barking dog collar you not only do them a great disservice but you inhibit their natural function. What if you were to gag all the security personnel at an event? Would you expect them to do a good job? What if you were to all the boys in a grade school and put devices on their throats that gave them a shock if they utter a sound? How long would they remain sane? Now we not only have electric shock anti barking dog collars but we have more "humane" sonic anti barking dog collars and spray anti barking dog collars. The sonic variety emits a high pitch sound that causes the wearer to stop communicating. Imagine, it you will, that every time you opened your mouth to say something a fog horn went off in your ear. The spray collar gives the dog a spray of chemicals every time he makes an unwanted sound. I don't think it is even necessary to ask how someone would feel if every time they had something to say they had to deal with a squirt of pepper spray.
Now why would anyone want to make his or her dog suffer for doing something that comes natural? I am talking about anti barking dog collars of course. Dogs are born barking, they communicate by barking. All of their important functions within human society as watch dogs, guard dogs and companion dogs cannot be possibly completed without the ability to bark. Whether it be a warning bark to let their owner know that danger approaches, a threatening bark to let potential trouble makers know its time to move on, a plea for help for their owner in need of immediate assistance or just a cursory bark to let us know that they are on the job. If you forcibly take away the ability of your dog to communicate by making them wear an anti barking dog collar you not only do them a great disservice but you inhibit their natural function. What if you were to gag all the security personnel at an event? Would you expect them to do a good job? What if you were to all the boys in a grade school and put devices on their throats that gave them a shock if they utter a sound? How long would they remain sane? Now we not only have electric shock anti barking dog collars but we have more "humane" sonic anti barking dog collars and spray anti barking dog collars. The sonic variety emits a high pitch sound that causes the wearer to stop communicating. Imagine, it you will, that every time you opened your mouth to say something a fog horn went off in your ear. The spray collar gives the dog a spray of chemicals every time he makes an unwanted sound. I don't think it is even necessary to ask how someone would feel if every time they had something to say they had to deal with a squirt of pepper spray.
