AUSTRALIAN. Anyone can train a dog, or so I was told when we brought The Boss home. Unfortunately, I'm not anyone, and by the time The Boss had finished with me, I wasn't even sure I was someone! He was a forty-kilogram German shepherd with a mind of his own, who only ever wanted to go where he wanted. As I didn't weigh much, I had no choice but to go along with him. We had never owned a dog before so this was new territory for all of us, and of course, the job of turning our hairy monster into something we could manage, fell to me. Joining a dog club was obviously the way to go, even allowing for the costs involved, which were a small price to pay when compared to the embarrassment I suffered at his paws. We were the despair of every trainer who had the misfortune of trying to teach us, but we persevered together, and in the end, we shared a remarkable bond that only a dog owner could understand.