Hopefully we will have our fence lengthened by next week! The back yard has little appeal when he's stuck on a leash and can't run free. We are going to try what Patty was talking about, adding another foot or so to the top, leaving it loose to lean inward. I found out that the back fence, where he was jumping, is actually about 4 to 4 1/2 feet, where over the years, erosion of the slight hill that we live on has buried the bottom by about a foot or more. Our trainer suggested a light, nylon training leash (50ft) to test whether he will be able to jump or climb. I'm hopeful though, because as much as he misses running, I miss watching him run.
Training has been going well. The trainer did more research on basenjis before we started, so I'm satisfied that I picked the right person. As I said, I was leery going into this. The only real problem we had in class was something Tanza mentioned: the yappy dogs freaked Cody out a bit. He has become accustomed to Moe's deep bark, but with the yappy barking of the puppies and smaller dogs, he was a little on edge. For the most part, he just sat stiffly by my side and watched them all, but applying the things from class at home, in the yard, and on walks has gone well.
Kipawa, I've been working with Cody on bomb-proofing, almost literally. We live near a military base, and during all hours of the day and night they do practice bombing and artillery fire. We are close enough that we no long keep pictures on our walls because the house shakes so much that they fall and break. There is no schedule to the practices. For the first few months, he was nearly inconsolable-jumping, pacing, and whining, sometimes for hours. He is getting better though, the artillery doesn't bother him at all anymore, and when the bombing is "mild" or more spread out over time, he will only get up, grumble a bit, and then find somewhere else to lay. When the bombing is at its worst, we have learned that turning the dishwasher on actually sooths him, strangely enough.