Oh, no! Sorry.
No. He likes to get men in their bits.
Ow!
JOANNA SCANLON: There's little dogs...
It could cause an accident, though. Yeah.
..large dogs...
loud dogs...
Embarrassing, really, innit?
..lazy dogs...
Can we go for a walk?
Stanley!
Stanley? No.
Oh, hello!
You wanna make love to me now? Really?
Whatever the problem...
Come here. No.
..master dog trainer...
We're locked and loaded.
..Graeme Hall...
Come on, Daisy.
..is there for them all.
She's just given up,
but we can't give up on her.
Perfect.
Three, two,
one. Come on.
SHE YELLS
There's a lot of shouting going on.
..it's the owners that need the most training...
You're making it worse. Yeah, right.
Down.
Speechless.
Yay! Hey-hey!
I never thought I'd get on this page.
No.
Well, I can't hear myself think. Come on, now.
BARKING
Oh!
Hey, this is madness, innit?
Eric, no. Ernie, no.
..Graham's upstaged by a pair of canine comedians...
BARKING
..ruining a new marriage.
It should be the best time of our life. Yeah.
And it's not.
He tackles a football hooligan...
Once he spots a football, it's game over.
..likely to cause a riot.
What's your worst fear? Gonna get beaten up.
Really? Yeah.
No.
I just wanna go for a peaceful walk.
No. No.
I just wouldn't be able to forgive myself
if I had to give him up.
First up, Graeme's heading north,
where the joke has fallen flat on the newlywed owners
of two comedy legends.
I'm in Sheffield today, South Yorkshire.
I'm going to see a couple who've got
two Weimaraners called Eric and Ernie.
No doubt they were named after Eric Morecambe and Ernie Wise.
I'm not sure exactly what the problem is,
but I guess we're about to find out.
BARKING
I tell you what, they sound like a comedy double act, these two.
BARKING
Morning. Hello!
Are you all right. How are you? Nice to meet you.
Hello. Peter? Nice to meet you. Yeah.
Shall I come in? Please do. Are you ready?
Well, I'm not sure I am ready... OK! ..but here we go.
Morning, boys. Hello. Oh. Hello.
Eric, no. Ernie, no. Blimey!
Eric, no. Eric, be careful!
It's so exciting, isn't it?
All right, all right, all right. Boys, boys, down.
It's like a song and dance routine.
This is it, isn't it? This is just life.
Oh! Eric!
Nearly had my glasses then.
Cor!
Hey-hey!
Well, that's quite a welcome. Yeah.
They do that with everybody, do they?
Absolutely everybody. Yeah.
I'm a paediatric nurse so I work in A&E.
Oh, blimey. So, yeah,
long shifts, physically and mentally quite draining.
I'll bet. That's a tough job. It is.
I'll sometimes drive home, I'll sit in the car and I'll see them
at the window and think, "Oh, God, I've gotta go into that." Right.
Yeah, yeah.
It's bedlam. Absolute bedlam.
Eric! Eric!
Eric. Eric.
When they first got Eric and Ernie...
Careful, cos it's hot, it's hot.
..Emma and Peter hoped that, like their comedy namesakes...
No! No.
..the double act would bring them sunshine.
No, no, no.
Get down, get down, get down.
Down, down.
..but instead, all they've brought is a dark cloud
over what should be married bliss.
Let Mummy get up. 'It's a nightmare.'
It's hard work.
Real hard work. Yeah.
They are, what, about 70 kilos combined? Yeah.
And they do hurt you.
Why can't we just do it nicely?
I've been covered in bruises, scratches, cuts.
Get down! Eric, get down.
When I come in, they lose their minds, don't they?
All right. Careful. Hello.
Hello. All right. Ow. Get down.
Get down. Ooh! Get down!
We've had to have a new TV, they've knocked me into the TV before.
'Pulled down radiators.'
No.
It should be the best time of our life. Yeah.
No. 'And it's not.'
Ah! Get down!
Boys! Boys! Get down!
I feel a bit helpless. Yeah. Is what we feel.
I think that's the word to describe it, isn't it? Just helpless.
Where do we go from here? Tried everything and nothing's worked.
It's not what you want, what you want in your life. No.
So let's go back to basics.
Eric and Ernie, presumably named after Morecambe and Wise.
No, we didn't have a clue who they were, did we? No.
Eric's named after my favourite Disney prince.
Yeah! And then... Right. ..Ernie went with it.
Eric sort of like, just sort of rolled off the tongue,
like Eric and Ernie, like.
So you've literally got two dogs called Eric and Ernie,
and you'd never heard of Morecambe and Wise?!
Not a clue, had we? Who are Morecambe and Wise?
Who are Morecambe and Wise? Blimey. How old do I feel? Right, OK.
BARKS
We can't hear. Sh!
Millions of Britons once loved watching Morecambe and Wise perform,
but the canine Eric and Ernie...
All right, all right. Buys.
..have no fans at all.
We've got, you know, friends and family with young children
that can't come because Eric or Ern would hurt them.
So who looks after them then, then, if you have to go somewhere?
Your mum. Reluctantly.
So we recently got married and we went on our honeymoon
and Mum looked after 'em for us, didn't she?
Stop!
I was constantly on my phone texting my mum,
"Are you OK?", ringing her. Just pure stress.
She couldn't walk them.
She got pulled over. She hurt herself. Oh, dear.
And she has told us never, ever again
will she look after them. Oh. So that's it now.
Our lives are completely on hold at the minute.
We don't go on holidays.
Even going out together, we can't even do that.
Right. Well, we clearly need to fix this.
To give the newlyweds their lives back,
Graeme must see why Emma's mum, Michelle,
now refuses to baby-sit this double act.
All right. Boys.
Boys!
Ernie!
Good God. Eric.
No. No. Get down.
Hey, this is madness, innit?
Boys! Boys! Boys! Get down!
BARKING
I heard you looked after them when they were on honeymoon.
Is that right? Yes.
It was an absolute nightmare.
Was it? Yeah. It's like getting up for work,
jumping all over me, coming back, jumping all over me,
trying to take 'em for a walk...
They're pulling? They dragged me.
Yeah, and they pulled me down. Right.
Seeing Eric and Ernie's painful outdoor performance
could help Graeme clean up their act.
Right, just wait. Good lord.
You might need to help out.
Come here. I can't hold him.
They pull and pull and pull, and I can't physically hold them.
No. Nobody can.
No!
There's nothing I can do to stop it. It's our fault it's happening.
Stop, stop.
And when Emma's mum has a go...
Wait, wait.
Wait.
Wait, wait, wait.
Are you all right?
Ooh. Ooh. Ow. He's off the lead.
Hey hey hey hey hey! Ernie!
Ernie, get here. Ernie!
That's the problem, look. Yeah.
He's literally broken it.
Well, I don't know quite how to describe
what I've just experienced there. Erm...
This is having a serious effect on this young couple, just got married,
but they've now got nobody who's prepared to look after the dogs.
Oh, my God. 'They're gonna be around for ten years.'
Ten years of not going out, no holidays.
Oh, my God. Please!
That's one heck of a price to pay, because you love your dogs.
Oh. What is the matter with you?
Come on.
Still to come...
I think we are in trouble here.
No!
An expectant mum facing an impossible decision.
I just wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I had to give him up.
No. And can Graeme turn Eric
Ah. Eric, no.
..into acceptable family entertainment?
You blew it.
BARKING
Hello.
JOANNA SCANLAN: Master dog trainer Graeme Hall's in Sheffield...
This is madness, innit?
They won't get down!
..exasperating performances...
Wait, wait.
No! I can't hold him.
..make it impossible for newlyweds Emma and Peter...
Careful.
..to spend any quality time together.
Our lives are on hold. Can't have friends around.
'Can't go out. Can't go for a walk.'
Boys, boys.
Ah!
Their whole life is a series of overexcited behaviours
becoming rewarded.
So what I need to do here is put a system in for you
where the overexcitement doesn't feel rewarding any more,
but the thing that feels rewarding is being calmer.
Sounds like a plan to me. Perfect. Yeah.
Because their audience is so involved in it,
Graeme thinks Eric and Ernie believe their indoor act
is pleasing their owners...
Oh!
..so the dogs must understand that a new routine
will get them the attention they desire.
Boys!
From now on,
if they can't keep their paws on the floor,
they'll be sent backstage, well out of the limelight.
So what we're gonna do is if their paws are on the ground,
big smiles, "good boy,"...
Yeah. ..but if they jump up, we'll tell 'em "no",
and we'll put them out of the room.
To rehearse their new material,
Graeme will direct, while Emma's brother James will play leading man.
Right. Ah! Come on in.
Right. Ernie? No, it's Eric, innit?
Eric, no!
You're out. You blew it.
As Eric's sent off stage...
Ernie, you were good there. You can stay.
..Ernie plays it down.
Good boy. I'm gonna let Eric back in again.
Eric? No.
If he does it again, he's out.
Ernie. No! No!
No! Eric, no!
Eric, no. You blew it.
You're both in trouble now, aren't you?
THEY BARK AND WHINE
With both dogs missing their audience...
It's probably good enough, actually. I'll let 'em in.
..and given time to reflect...
Come on, then.
..they're allowed back on stage to try again.
Good boy. Good boy, Eric.
Can the boys prove they now understand...
Good boys.
..how to get the applause that they crave?
Look at all that love and attention now.
All those paws on the ground. Yeah.
Because you don't wanna be backstage.
You want to be in front of your audience, don't you?
They absolutely do. Good boys!
Rehearsals are over.
Now, Emma and Peter must produce an equally stellar performance.
Just remember, keep a cool head.
If they're going bananas, you don't have to.
Yeah. Go.
But will the couple slip up with Grandma...
Hello. Come on in. Eric, no.
..Eric and Ernie's most reluctant fan?
No. That's it.
Just stand still.
As soon as they go off script...
Come on, then.
..Emma knows to direct Eric offstage.
Ooh, that was good. Good boy, Ernie.
You see what he did there? He came to jump and stopped himself.
Good boy. Good boy, Ernie!
Let me try Eric again.
That's very nice.
With the double act sticking to their new routine...
Eric, no! Ernie, no!
..they even begin following stage direction.
Ernie, no.
Good boys. That's it.
Good boy, Eric! Good boy!
Good boy, Ernie. Good boy.
Good boys.
And finally, they receive a rave review.
Isn't that nicer? You're loving that, Eric.
It's what you want, Eric, isn't it?
No. Down.
For the last 18 months, Eric and Ernie's old routine...
Stop!
Oh!
..left the family bruised, battered and married life on hold.
Boys! Good boy, Eric.
Good boy. Good boy, Ernie.
Good boy.
Feeling amazing, to be honest.
We can think about the future.
We haven't got to be scared that they're gonna hurt somebody. Yeah.
Can't believe the difference.
This is magic, innit?
The doggy duo may have a new repertoire at home...
Mummy's very proud of you both.
..but that's not the end of their show.
Stop, stop!
For Peter and Emma, it's been a big day.
However, I'm not underestimating how hard
it is gonna be to train those dogs to walk nicely on the lead.
No!
Transforming Eric and Ernie into a headline act on the road
could test Graeme to his limit.
This morning they were pulling like crazy, broke a collar.
Oh! Ow!
'So I'm gonna have to come back and we'll tackle that,
'and hopefully we can build on what we've achieved today.'
Before tackling Eric and Ernie's wayward walking,
Graeme's travelled 140 miles to South London,
where an out-of-control obsession requires a red card.
Right, well, I'm looking for a French bulldog who's mad for balls.
Oh, pick up your ball. Pick up your ball.
And I think I've seen him.
Go, go, go, go, go. Pick up your ball.
Cor blimey, I reckon Chelsea should be signing him up any time soon.
Well, he was looking like a footballer,
but he's now picked it up in his mouth and punctured it.
I'm really sorry, guys. Oh, wow.
I've got this. Zach, Zach.
I'm so sorry. Here, I've got ten pounds for a football.
Oh, dear.
Zach, come. Zach, come.
Come.
You, trouble. Morning.
Mark, isn't it?
How are you doing? I'm very well, thank you.
And that's Zach? Yes.
He's bad, isn't he? He's really bad.
Yeah. Once he spots a football, it's game over, and I can't get him back.
Right. So I carry, like, a £10 note with me.
Right. Sorry about your ball.
Probably more than 300 quid's worth of footballs.
Wow. Yeah.
BARKS
Please help!
I'll do my best.
High five.
When Zach joined Mark's team two and a half years ago,
he thought he'd made a superstar signing.
Everything I wanted in a dog, Zach-Zach is it.
He's cuddly, he's friendly.
He's got a character to him.
He loves a really good long walk.
But that's not all he loves.
Pick up your ball!
And trying to win balls back often ends in costly defeat.
Around six months, I realised he had a problem
when he chased a footballer
that ended up with the footballer jumping on to a dustbin.
It was quite funny at the time,
but as time has progressed it's just got worse and worse.
His Frenchy's offside behaviour leaves Mark with no defence.
I get told he shouldn't be allowed off the lead,
I need to control my dog,
my dog's a menace to society.
Oh, Zach. Zach.
Ah. He's popped it.
I've had screaming children, crying children and very upset parents.
You need to control your dog. I know. Sorry, mate.
I've had a couple of situations where it looked like
it was about to get aggressive.
Zach. Zach. Zach.
It's just turned the whole walk experience from being
a quite pleasurable, fun relaxing to being an absolute nightmare.
Ah. Popped it.
What a shame, cos it seems like a lovely little park, this. Yeah.
Every footballer knows him.
I'll bet they do. Yeah.
Sometimes when the match is happening,
if you've got half the team chasing after him, half of the team
and the spectators shouting at me... Yeah.
..it turns into, like, quite a commotion.
Well, scary for you as well, I would have thought.
Yeah. What's your worst fear, Mark?
Gonna get beaten up. Really?
Yeah. It's-It's not.... It's not good.
This is a dog having a ball, isn't it? Literally.
But there's a very serious side to this.
Mark could be in big trouble, so it needs to be fixed.
Luckily, Graeme has sidelined many ball baggers.
Come on in. Right.
His solution is usually
a surprisingly basic bit of training - recall.
A good way to start is a new thing.
You've been using your voice to call him.
Yeah. But we're gonna give you a whistle.
So what I wanna do is bed in some really good recall,
getting him coming back every time.
I'm gonna use a long line so that if he doesn't come back,
we can give him a little nudge on his harness.
If he does come back, fantastic.
Loads of fun. Little bit of chicken.
Oh! Hey, what's this, Zach?
And then and only then, we'll start to introduce football.
There's your dog, right? OK.
So there you go.
That's it. Good boy.
Let him have it. Good boy! Hey!
This clever striker quickly gets the rules of the game...
Good boy! Yay!
BLOWS WHISTLE
..and returns on the whistle.
Good boy. Good boy! Brilliant.
BLOWS WHISTLE
Zach. Yes.
That's exactly what you expect to see once he's got it.
Yes. Look at that! Good boy.
You're blowing the whistle and he rockets across towards you.
Yeah, it is good. We'll see when the footballs come out.
That's the big test.
Graeme's playing a blinder,
but if Zach fails to return when a football's on the pitch,
this game is nowhere near won.
There's a football there. Right, stop him.
Whoa!
And Zach is immediately desperate to sink his teeth into it.
No, no, no, no. Too soon.
There's no point us trying to recall him there.
He's too excited right now.
Wait until he calms down a bit and then you try.
Not yet. Not yet.
He's insistent, isn't he?
He is. Stubborn.
Stubborn, really stubborn sometimes.
BARKING CONTINUES
That's it. Now call him.
BLOWS WHISTLE
And again.
BLOWS WHISTLE
The football fanatic's mind is fixated on one thing,
and it's not a tasty treat.
BARKS
He doesn't want the chicken now.
Right. Erm...
Try again. Come on!
Zach. Zach, come. Zach, come. Come.
No.
Despite numerous attempts to dissuade him...
BLOWS WHISTLE, ZACH BARKS
I think we are in trouble here.
..Zach's two-year-old habit is so deeply ingrained,
it's impossible to kick.
I think this is as far as we're gonna get today. I really do.
Defeated, Graeme is forced to concede.
Well, that's not gone to plan, which is very disappointing
cos you always wanna be able to say something, "There you go,
"fine, you're on the right track." But that's not the case here.
Kind of failed in that objective.
He's not fixed, but he's had two and a bit years of ball thieving,
so maybe it was a bit ambitious that we were gonna fix it in a day.
At the minute, the best thing in the world is a football,
and while he still thinks he's gonna get one,
he's gonna keep going after that. So I need a different approach.
No!
A mum-to-be with a distressing dilemma.
I just wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I had to give him up.
No.
Eric and Ernie's worrying walks...
No! No!
..into an award-winning act?
All right. Don't get into an argument with him.
And will his rematch with Zach leave Graeme deflated...
Just gotta wait.
..by a two-nil defeat?
BARK
In South London,
Graeme's back for his rematch with a passionate football striker...
Ah. He's popped it.
..putting his owner Mark in clear and present danger.
What's your worst fear, Mark? Gonna get beaten up.
Really? Yeah.
Last time...
I think we are in trouble here.
..Zach's lust for leather defeated Graeme...
No. He doesn't want the chicken now.
..when treats failed to convince him to leave footballs alone.
Erm...
If he can't win today,
it might never be a walk in the park for Zach and Mark.
I think it's fair to say last time we were having a lot of difficulty
getting Zach to stop going for footballs.
Erm, he's the most football obsessed dog I think I've ever met.
But no matter, I've gone away,
had a think about this, and I'm back with some new ideas.
So, my thinking last time was,
if you step away from the ball, you get chicken, right? Yeah.
Turns out chicken was second best.
So what does this guy want the most in the world?
Well, he wants a football, doesn't he? Yeah.
Graeme now believes it's not chasing balls that excites Zach most -
it's what he does with them.
I think he loves that feeling of getting his gnashers into it.
It pops. He's like, he's dragging it around and all of that.
So what we need is another kind of ball.
Right. So I'll show you the ball I've made.
Right. Stay there.
Look at that.
Wow. Old-fashioned leather football.
I filled it full of rags, and then I sewed it up again.
So what we've got here is something that he can get his teeth into.
He can rag around a bit.
Hopefully everything about that
is a better choice than everybody else's ball.
From now on, if Zach wants a ball, he can only have his own.
Zach. What's this?
But if he doesn't like his new one, Graeme faces losing again.
It's a ball. That is definitely a ball!
Go on, then, go with him. Ha-ha! Good boy!
I think he likes it.
Zach. Oh!
Come here, then.
Come on! Zach, give us the ball back.
That's it. Gotcha.
Good. All we need to do now, then, is introduce another ball.
It's the moment of truth.
I don't think he's noticed yet.
Will Zach still only want his ball when there's another in plain sight?
When he sees the green ball at the end,
I'm hoping he might look back.
If he doesn't, you could call him. Yep. Yep?
Either way,
if he makes a decision not to go for that, and to come back to you,
happy days. Game on. OK.
Right, let's approach the ball.
BARKS
Oh, yeah, he's seen it, look.
So the next time he looks forward at the ball...
There we go. When he looks back at you...
Zach. Good.
Ball. Magic.
Taking an early lead...
Let's try that again, then.
..Graeme risks scoring an own goal...
So that'll do. We're a bit nearer.
..by taking Zach even closer to temptation.
Now, look, he knows it's there.
Well, he's looked, he's hung back.
But if he's barking, we don't throw it.
Cos when he's barking effectively
he's going "Throw it throw it, throw it, throw it."
So if we throw it while he's barking what's he gonna do more?
Yeah. Obviously bark. So he's gotta understand
if he just shuts up he'll get what he wants.
That's it. Oh, that's good.
Good. Fantastic.
Zach swiftly twigs that only by quietly ignoring the other ball
will he get to play with his new one.
Good. Ah, good boy! Good boy! Good boy!
By Jove, I think he's got it. Ha-ha-ha!
Good boy.
Good boy!
Yes! Good boy.
..he's happily choosing his new ball over anyone else's.
Yeah, look,
see, you'd rather have your leather ball, wouldn't you? Oh, yeah.
Pick up your ball!
For the last two years,
Zach chased and punctured as many footballs as he could.
Ah! He's popped it.
Now he only seems interested...
You've seen them.
You don't want them. You don't want them.
Good boy. Hey-hey!
You beauty!
Well done, Mark.
What a difference. Three footballers on the pitch there,
three footballs, and there he was, Zach just turned his head
running back to Dad and playing with his own football.
Good boy. Good boy!
It means that they can go for lovely walks.
Zach is gonna have just as much fun as he had before,
but in a way that's appropriate.
It's not gonna get Dad into trouble.
I think we scored a goal. Yeah.
Thank you so much. You're welcome. Look after yourself.
See you. And you, go play football. Go on.
Leaving Zach to work on his ball skills,
Graeme's penultimate case of the week is across the capital
on one of North London's most loved green spaces.
Oh, Hampstead Heath.
You couldn't want for a better place for walking your dog.
It really is doggy paradise.
Guy Fawkes famously stood on top of Hampstead Heath,
waiting to see if the Houses of Parliament would explode.
No!
Centuries later, it's Karima's two-year-old pug...
No.
No. No.
Ah!
Law unto himself Leo...
Ah, no! Sit.
..is so out of control...
Calm down. Calm down!
..Karima needs her mum as back-up.
Ah.
I reckon that's my dog, innit?
No.
No, Leo.
Morning. Hello. Hello! Karima.
Yeah. Nice to meet you, darling. You all right?
Hello. And... I'm Ronnie.
Ronnie? Yes. Right. Nice to meet you.
That's quite something.
Oh, he's a nightmare, Graeme. He's a nightmare.
If he sees a dog, he goes absolutely bonkers.
Leo. I've been sworn at, I've been shouted out,
and it's just exhausting.
Leo.
Ah! No.
No.
No. No.
No.
Sounds like you're at the end of your tether.
Oh, yeah. I'm a nervous wreck.
BARKING
Here. Want a biscuit?
When Karima and her partner Nitin moved in together,
they lived on the doorstep of Hampstead Heath,
and decided it was the perfect place to raise Leo...
LEO BARKS
..but her fear of how he'll react around other dog walkers...
BARKS
..makes the Heath a scary place to be.
Sometimes I hesitate to go out
because my biggest fear is him going over to a dog
with that aggressive bark and a dog tearing him to pieces.
Leo. No, no! Leo.
Leo. No. No. No, Leo.
I have to be, like, alert 24/7...
BARKING
..to see who's around, if there's another dog.
Nicely, nicely.
My anxiety just goes through the roof.
Oh, God, there's a dog coming.
No.
Watch him. Be careful.
Even with her mum by her side, she struggles to cope.
Leo! Leo! Stop it!
My heart rate is sort of pumping through my chest at the moment.
I can't deal with this, Mum. I can't deal with it.
Do you wanna give him to me?
Yeah. Here, I'll take him.
And it's now more than ever
the couple need Leo's anxiety-inducing antics to stop.
So why now? Because I'm seven months pregnant.
Are you now? I am.
You've hidden that well. I have, haven't I?!
We haven't got long to fix this, have we?
No, we really don't.
Ah.
Ah. Um...
I'm absolutely terrified.
If I go on walks and I do have the baby in a-in the baby carrier,
what it will be like having the baby and then Leo reacting to dogs,
I just don't want that.
I have meltdowns in the park
to the point where I said, "Mum, I can't have him any more.
"I can't do it."
Right. And it breaks my heart.
I just... Yeah, it just really upsets me.
You all right?
Sorry.
I just wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I had to give him up.
Right.
Cos you are a sweet boy when you...
See, look, now. Look, see? Cos you're upset he's picked up on it.
"What's wrong, Mummy"? He's very close to you.
Yeah.
Being a first-time mum should be a magical time,
so there's some real urgency to this case.
Can you imagine trying to control that dog,
trying to pacify people whilst pushing a baby along in a pushchair?
I think that would be, right now, impossible.
With just two months before the baby's due,
the pressure is on,
and Graeme thinks he's spotted the key to unlocking the solution.
I think he is nervous because he doesn't like dogs running up to him,
and you're a bit anxious yourself...
Yeah. ..and he's looking at you going,
"Yeah, you're lovely, but I think you're scared as well"... Right.
When you were a little bit upset this morning,
he stopped looking at everything around
and he just focussed right on you, which is a lovely thing.
Yeah. Right? So let's use that in the training.
That sounds like a great plan.
With no time to waste,
Graeme's throwing expectant mum Karima in at the deep end.
Well, there's a couple of things to notice.
One is I have now dressed for the occasion,
and, erm... there's this.
HE LAUGHS
You will be up on this Heath with the baby,
so what we're gonna do is train him to walk alongside the buggy.
I've got a few distractions. Dogs.
Graeme believes that it's their powerful emotional bond
that causes Leo to kick off
when Karima is anxious around other dogs.
It's OK to still feel nervous, but just do your best not to show it.
He sees you looking confident,
he's got every reason to believe this is OK.
Good. I'm gonna bring a dog in.
He hopes the solution to keeping him quiet
could be as simple as a reassuring "Good boy",
combined with some strong eye contact.
How are you feeling? I'm a little bit nervous.
But Leo immediately senses her anxiety.
No, no. No. When he plays up,
keep the wheels moving.
OK. Wish me luck. Yeah. Head up.
Smile.
OK. That's it.
Come on.
Ah!
..Leo only has eyes for the scarily close Scottie.
Let's go.
Ah.
And Karima's still struggling to hold her nerve.
Ah. Ah.
BARKS
This way.
Good boy.
Good boy!
But by remembering to reassure him...
Good boy. Such a good boy.
Good boy!
..he stops focusing on the other dog...
Good boy.
..and looks up to Mum instead.
Look at that now. He keeps checking in with her. He does. Yeah.
He does. He's walking along and he's like.
And he's giving her a look, like, "Am I doing this right, Mummy?"
Exactly that. Good boy.
Leo laps up Karima's comforting reassurance.
He's not taking his eyes off her now.
He's addicted to the praise.
Good boy. Who's a clever boy!
Yay!
Oh, damn. I'm-I'm speechless.
That "good boy", he looks at me every time.
Yes. I was, like...
Oh! It's nice, innit?
Yeah. Yeah.
Right, I'm gonna go get that German Shepherd.
Karima may have kept both their anxieties at bay
with just one dog...
Could you come here, please?
..but how will they cope with three?
Thank you.
Keep smiling.
OK. That's the secret.
Come on, Leo.
Good boy. Good boy.
Good boy. This is brilliant. Look at this.
Good boy!
By remembering to keep up the reassurance...
Good boy. Good lad! Oh, you beauty!
..they can confidently take everything in their stride.
Good boy.
Magic.
No.
For the last two years, Leo's reaction to other dogs
has spoilt Karima's enjoyment of her iconic surroundings.
One metre nearer, please.
Now reassured they aren't a threat,
she can hopefully look forward to worry-free walks on the Heath
with her newborn baby and a no-longer anxious pug.
Good boy.
You're a superstar! Isn't he?
He is! That's amazing.
Those dogs are about a metre away from you there. Yeah.
Really good. You've done really well.
I feel like I'm speechless, because I'm so shocked.
Are you a fairy godfather?
THEY LAUGH
He might be leaving Leo reassuringly calmer...
Good boy.
No.
stop inflicting their painful routine on their family.
BARKING
Impossible. Ernie, no. Ah!
No!
Oh!
BARK
Before his week ends, Graeme's back in Sheffield...
No. Ernie, get down.
Eric...
No. Ernie, no.
..have made married life impossible for recently wed Emma and Pete.
All right. Let Mummy get up.
I feel a bit helpless. Yeah. Is what we feel.
That's the word to describe it. Helpless.
Eric? No.
Last time, Graeme rewrote...
Can't believe the difference.
..Eric and Ernie's relentless slapstick routine indoors.
No!
Emma, wait. I can't hold him!
Stop!
..he needs a plan to bring the curtain down
on the pair's tired, open-air performances.
No, no, no.
Morning. Morning. Morning.
How are we doing? Hello, boys.
'These are two really powerful dogs,'
and what Peter and Emma were trying to do originally
was control them using, kind of, physical force,
but I'm not so much about this...
A bit more about that.
Graeme believes Eric and Ernie think Emma
and Peter's tugging on their leads...
Oh, my God.
..is their audience joining in with the show,
and that the key to changing their act
relies on some new stage direction.
Boys. Boys!
So you relax a bit and it's like, "Right, we're off."
Oh, wow, that makes me want to cry.
Good boy! Good boy. Yeah!
So by doing this, I look like I'm in control.
I'm trying to get him to understand for the first time
in his life is if I move, you move.
Yeah. If I stop, you stop.
So I'm gonna split the responsibilities.
OK. One dog each.
He also suspects Eric and Ernie fuel each other's slapstick shenanigans.
Left hand side, right hand side.
So, he wants Emma and Peter
to walk them through their new routines separately first,
using a clear "no" command to direct them.
So we're not just going wherever they drag us,
you know, even if it gets a bit untidy and ugly,
we're not going where they demand.
OK. Three two, one, off we go.
No. It's all right.
Let's see if we can walk through this.
As both dogs immediately act like divas...
No.
..Emma and Peter remember their lines.
No. No.
Wait. No!
Good boy. Good boy!
Oh, well done, Emma.
Ow, Ernie, no.
BARKS
No. Ernie, no. No.
..Ernie ignores Peter's direction.
Impossible.
Ernie, no. Ah. No.
No! No!
All right. Don't get into an argument with him.
So...
Off you go. That's it.
But once Peter leads by example...
Well done, Peter. You walked out of that.
..Ernie stops ad-libbing.
Good boy. Brilliant.
Good boy, Ernie. That's better. Good boy.
Within minutes,
Eric and Ernie are both going where Emma and Peter lead them.
No.
All right. Good boy, Eric.
Come on. I'm going this way now.
The solo show is a success.
Can they now stand up as a duo?
Let's see if we can get you walking together.
Right.
No. OK. Well done.
Reunited, they try pulling their audience with them.
But when Emma and Peter refuse to see the funny side...
Going this way. That's it. You tell him, Emma.
Well, that's brilliant.
Keep it up, guys.
Come on. Let's walk nicely.
Good boy.
..Eric and Ernie quickly understand that their old act is history.
Good lads. This is nice, boys, isn't it? Good boy.
Oh, that's really good. Really, really good.
What a different picture from the last time I was here.
That's a good boy, Ernie. This is lovely, boys.
You could do this for Nanny. It's a nice family walk, this.
Right, just wait.
For the last 18 months, this double act acting up outside...
Stop, stop!
..left even Emma's mum refusing to look after them.
Wait. No chance.
Absolutely impossible.
I'm impressed. You're doing so good.
Now, in a remarkable transformation,
the newlyweds can spend quality time together.
Good boys, good boys.
Well done. Fantastic.
Yes. Well done. Well done, you. Good boys!
Surprised. Very surprised that this is happening.
Knowing Eric and Ernie
can be safely walked by friends and family...
If only your mother could see you. She won't believe this. She won't.
If you look up there...
Oh, my God! Is that Mum?
Come on down, Michelle.
LAUGHING
It's been a great day.
What do you reckon?
Amazing! Seeing is believing, innit, eh?
Well, we've gone from two dogs that were out of control,
pulling on the lead, a situation that was dangerous,
to now walking both of the dogs under full control.
And there's absolutely no reason why they won't walk as nicely
for you as they did for Emma.
And I think if Michelle can look after them now,
it's a good result all around. Thank you so much.
Yeah, thank you, Graeme. You're welcome. My pleasure.
In North London, Leo and newborn Eamon are inseparable,
and Karima can walk both her boys without Leo waking the baby.
In South London, Zach's kicked ball stealing into touch.
I haven't had any incidents with footballs.
Uh, he does love his football, as you can tell,
but I have not had to pay any money on popped footballs,
so thank you. I really appreciate it.
And in Sheffield, Eric and Ernie...
We're just on a nice walk.
..are finally bringing sunshine into Emma and Peter's lives.
Yeah, things are loads better now.
I can walk them on the lead, which is great
and the jumping up's improved, so thanks, Graeme.
Thank you, Graeme. It's nice.
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