Turkey - repost from last year.



We had a great weekend and I hope that you did too.  We are into Thanksgiving week and the topic of turkey is here once again.  No doubt you will be seeing a great deal of information on many of the dog sites about not feeding your dog turkey.  I don't know how many times I read that it was dangerous to feed turkey to our dogs a couple of years ago.  I'd heard enough, so I went on a serious research mission.  I headed to all of the folks who I trust and rely on first.  "Of course dogs can eat turkey," was what I was told.  I already knew this of course but with all the NO TURKEY talk I wanted a straight answer.

So where has all of this NO TURKEY talk come from?  The problem is not with the turkey at all but the fixings and the feeding habits of those dogs who have problems.  What I found was that the largest problems are from people feeding their kibble eating dogs a big turkey dinner.  They like to throw the extra skin, gravy and stuffing in their bowl as a treat and then are surprised that their dog is upset afterwards.  Had they simply added a few pieces of lean turkey to their dogs meal, they may have been fine.  Dogs that eat a consistent diet of kibble have a difficult time eating different things.

DOGS CAN EAT TURKEY.  They just should not eat stuffing, gravy and lots of extra fat.  My dogs eat turkey all of the time and they will be eating it this season as well.  If you feed your dog a regular diet of kibble then be careful when you add other foods in general.  Take your time and make sure that is lean protein.  Many dogs end up in the emergency by being fed a very fatty Thanksgiving dinner after eating kibble all their life.  Their body cannot deal with it.  Just imagine if you lived on Rice Krispies your whole life and then you were allowed to indulge in Thanksgiving dinner with all the fixn's.  I can guarantee that you would be sick.

Take extra care during this time of year.  If you want to share the turkey with your dog then do it in moderation.  That means that if you only feed your dog kibble, a few pieces of lean turkey will suffice.  But if you feed your dog real food as I do then your dog will be able to have much more turkey.  Save the extra skin, dripping, gravy and stuffing for the people.  They too will probably suffer from a very rich dinner but that is all up to themselves, right

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I know that many of you will have ham or roast beef for Christmas dinner in lieu of turkey.  No matter what you are having be careful what you share with your dog if they are not use to eating things like it.  Don't be sucked into those eyes staring at you; pleading to share your plate of stuffing or gravy.  It's just not worth the aftermath. 

Have a wonderful Christmas Eve. 

Sherri and the gang. 

Home for the Holidays



                   Visiting and having fun at Grandma's house. 


Home for the Holidays is what it's all about.  I love the Holiday season, I love spending time with family and having everyone together.  This of course can be a big change from the norm; which can mean some confusion for our canines.  The more activity that your dog is use to the better they will be able to adapt to the hustle and bustle that can come along with the Holiday season.  If your dog is use to a more calm and quiet lifestyle; then the commotion of having everyone home may just be too much.  Watch for the signs. 

Often when we come together; we bring dogs who do not live in the same household together.  That can mean stress, watch for it.  It can also mean exhaustion like with Penny and Elsa; no sleeping and just playing.  There are signs when they have had too much; which is when I separate them for a naptime.  Things get going to fast, literally.  Elsa starts to get a little more loud and Penny zooms.  That is when they both need a time out.  Left to their own they would continue; so human intervention is needed. 

Celebrate me home - Kenny Loggins

Lots of dogs are not happy to have a houseful of family and friends.  For those types, do them the favor of offering them a safe and quiet spot.  We had a party at our house on Saturday; it was actually my sons party so the house was filled with friends.  Both Luke and Elsa were out at the beginning.  Elsa was whipping everyone with her tail; Luke was socializing but staying close to me.  After about an hour they went upstairs to bed.  They had enough socializing for the evening and with  more people coming, space was getting a bit tight.  At that point Luke was more than happy to hit his bed and be quiet.  Of course Elsa would have loved to stay out and socialize but Luke needed her with him.  So they had a bit of both which was just right. 

There are many dogs who do not do well with anyone different in the house.  They need your help to be feel safe and secure.  Don't force them to enjoy the crowds that you enjoy.  Having a dog that is uncomfortable or past their comfort zone is not a good thing.   Offer them what they need to feel okay and then you can enjoy your friends.  The Holiday season can be wonderful, but it can also be very stressful for our dogs.  Know how much your dog can handle and still feel at a level of comfort.  As I always say, "they are all different."  At this time of year many dogs are pushed beyond their comfort zone; know your dog so that doesn't happen. 

Each is an individual



 
 
We are all different and our dogs are all different.  Same breed dogs are different from one another as is a whole litter or puppies.  Temperament testing is a big eye opener if you've always thought that "a puppy is a puppy."   "All my puppies are about the same," is a common statement from those who do not do temperament testing.  Although dogs are fairly simple once you understand them; they are also very complicated.  Different, like us they are all different.  Of course within breeds there are certain common traits; but that is not always a given.  Do you know how many people I know who are very sad that their Labrador hates water?  Or that their Golden Retriever wants nothing to do with retrieving? 

Dogs have likes and dislikes; just like humans.  But the one thing dogs don't ,is pretend.  This makes them a much easier read than humans in that what you see is what you get.  Of course they will often use avoidance in a situation but if you understand that too you will be able to see it.  The more dogs I meet the more I see the individualism.  All of my poodles have loved to retrieve; they have also all been amazing guard dogs (didn't know that about poodles did you?)  But as far as the little things, like eating, affection, bold/shyness; they have each been very individual.  Luke has always been a very confident dog; he is a dominant dog but not obnoxious about it.  If a dog confronts him he will typically walk away.  He is very much a lover not a fighter.  He is very emotional; the most emotional dog that we have ever had.  Tilley on the other hand was on the shy side; but solid as a rock.  You could not startle or shake that girl for anything. 

Each is such an individual; taking the time to learn those small differences is very important.  What one likes does not mean another will.  How they perceive stimulus can differ hugely.  What one sees as a threat, another may see as a friend.  One dog may read dogs well while another goes in blindly.  It is so very important to know these small differences in your dog.  Are they a good communicator?  I see a lot of dogs out there that are very poor communicators; much like many humans I know.  But unlike humans, dogs do not pretend or lie so a read is a read. 

A dog can be summed up in a few words; as a general typing of personality.  But there is so much more to each as an individual.  Knowing the little things that make your dog tick can be secret to living together in harmony.  Look inside for the answers. 

Fleece

Standard Poodle


I'm heading out this morning to get some fleece.  Fleece is one of the most versatile materials you can have around when you have dogs.  I use to have bags full of it but alas I've actually run out.  So I'm off to Joanne's today to stock up.  Recently Luke has been feeling very spry and decided to play more.  Playing more means tug-of-war with Elsa; which means that toys are being destroyed and spread everywhere.  Tuesday night my family room was covered with fluff; yesterday it was my office.   Looking down at all the fluff I disappointed to see the toys ruined.  Elsa has just learned not to ruin her toys but they cannot stand up to the tugging between these two.  But, I am so happy to see Luke wanting to play again that I'm off to Joanne's to buy fleece for more toys.

Previous blog on braiding toys with fleece.

When Jessie and Tilley were with us I used fleece everywhere and everyday.  It covered every bed in the house which were covered first with an absorbent pad and then fleece.  Jessie's bed had fleece in it that required washing everyday.  She could not wear a diaper in the end as her dementia caused her to turn circles in her crate.  The diaper would just fall off within minutes; fleece kept her dry as it tends to be very absorbent.  She had a whole pile that were hers alone piled on top of her crate and cleaned everyday.  Fleece is great for blankets on chilly nights and to keep in the car.  When we travel, fleece is kept on top of the bed for the dogs.  Plus fleece is a great thing to bring into hotel rooms for a familiar bed spot. 

When you buy fleece, there are two types; stretch and non stretch. The stretch is much nicer than the non although it is a bit more work, muscle wise to braid.  The stretch is easier to braid but you have to braid it very tightly for a good end result.  The non is hard to braid as there is no give.  So I always buy the stretch type.  Fleece is cheap too; wait for it to go on sale.  It always goes on sale as it comes in all the seasonal patterns and collars.  You can get remnant pieces for even less than sale price. 

Fleece is my favorite material to cover beds in the house as well.  You can buy colors to match your décor and it makes keeping beds clean much easier.  I absolutely  hate pulling beds out of their cases to washing; so keeping a fleece blanket on top means less washing the whole bed.  Fleece stays put better than most other fabrics too. 

So I'll be braiding today.  Miss Penny is coming over tonight so there will be much tugging going on I'm thinking.  Fleece braids are a great gift idea for your dog this Christmas too.  :)



Controlling that ball

                                           
                                            The ball of a tennis ballaholic is never far away. 

 Aholic - A person who has an addiction to or obsession with some, object or activity.

As I turn to leave my bedroom, I notice Elsa standing just outside the door.  She looks strange and I wonder what's up with her; that is until I notice a tennis ball at my foot, again.  Elsa is a tennis ballaholic; yep, I have to admit it, she is.  I know a lot of people who have tennis ballaholics but hate to admit it.  Come on, say it with me; "my dog;s name is ______, and she is a tennis ballaholic."  There that wasn't so bad was it?  Dealing with the affliction of the tennis ball is not quite as easy and deal with it, you must.

Drive - to strive vigorously toward a goal or objective; to work, play, or try wholeheartedly and with determination.

I could tell that Elsa had drive from the get go; she loves nothing more than retrieving.  Ask her if she'd prefer a steak or a retrieve and she will choose the retrieve every time.  So, with that information I must be strategic.  I do not leave tennis balls just laying around; but if and when I forget, I pay for it by rolling my ankle.  That is because Elsa continues to put the ball at my feet.  If I'm sitting down, it goes in my lap.  If I'm on the double lounge outside, she will roll it to me until I throw it.  If I don't throw it she will just stand there and stare at me, I think forever.

But she is not as bad as some.  She is at the moment looking out my office window with a tennis ball beside her.  She has carried it around for a while this afternoon and placed it at my feet in the kitchen while I bake, over and over again.  But I will not throw it; there is a time and a place and the place is not the kitchen.   It will be going away shortly.  She can forget about the ball if it is away; but it must be out of sight or she will just stare at it, willing it to jump off of wherever I've put it.  She will stand there for a longtime before giving up.  So for her sake, it goes in the garage with the rest of the tennis balls.  Elsa's drive is easily controllable, the way that I like it.

Tilley on the other hand was out of control, for a while anyway.  She too was a tennis ballaholic but when the ball was put away; she switched that obsession onto shadows; which she learned were a pretty reliable object.  It started when she was only four months old and continued until her last day.  A dog with true drive to catch and retrieve will typically do so with any object.  Tilley would catch anything; Elsa is learning to retrieve other objects.  It takes a few tries and then she will happily oblige.  But the tennis ball seems to be the prize possession. 

So how do you control a tennis ballaholic?  Limits and training.  You must limit the ball access and control the ball yourself.  The ball belongs to me and I allow Elsa to play with it when I say.  The training part is much  more difficult in that she must learn to leave the ball when it is present.  We are working on her "leaving it" when it is thrown and not taking other's balls.  This is a tough one for her; if a tennis ball is out, it's hers.  She is not possessive over the ball but she is very strategic.  She knows how to wait it out.  She hovers looking for the fraction of a second when the other dog let's their guard down to swoop in and nab the desired ball.

I do not allow the tennis ball to run our lives; I make the rules and I control the ball.  This is essential if you want to control a tennis ballaholic.  When the simple act of reaching for a tennis ball sends your dog into the "ready" mode, you know you have work to do.  A tennis ballaholic needs to learn to control themselves.  It can be a ton of work; all they know is to chase when they see the ball.  You need to teach them that they can achieve control.   Rules and regulations must be implemented to tennis ball games or the ball becomes an object of  the out of control mode.  When your dog is a tennis ballaholic, you can use the ball as a reward for behaviors; making it easy to train for control behaviors. 

                                   Here Elsa performs different tasks before the ball is thrown. 

But along with limits and training you must also offer your dog an outlet for the drive.  Elsa does a daily 'chuck -it' time.  It gives her the chance to chase, retrieve and run.  Elsa loves to run, almost as much as she loves to retrieve; she is a sporty girl.  Without control being placed on the ball; the ball could easily become a huge issue instead of a controllable obsession. 







This and that and friends.



Good morning, I'm up before the birds today and not too happy about it.  I've been waking up when  my son is up for work for about a week now.  Once I'm awake at 4:30 I can't get back to sleep, even with Elsa snuggled up close and snoring.  So I get the day started early, which I do like.  I've got my giant mug of coffee and some turkey meatloaf; yep, give me leftovers for breakfast any morning.  I'm not a morning food type of person; I'd much prefer a plate of lasagna, lentils or like this morning, meatloaf.  Elsa has had her share and is already back asleep.

Luke is still curled up in his massive bed; covered up with a fleece blanket, he's not budging anytime soon.  He doesn't eat this early in the morning so I saved him some meatloaf for when he is ready to open his eyes.  I love the fact that he is so comfortable in his bed and doesn't seem to be bothered that Elsa gets on the bed in the morning.  I ask him everyday if he'd like to come up in the morning; he is allowed up on the bed only when I'm in it and awake.  He's only taken me up on the offer a couple of times; mostly he rubs his head on his pillow and goes back to sleep. 

Yesterday afternoon Elsa and I headed over to the park to meet a new friend.  A new friend for Elsa that is.  A friend of mine and I have been trying to get the two together for a play date for quite sometime and yesterday was the day.  Friends are important and not just for us; it is great for our dogs to have friends.  We don't do dog parks so having lots of friends to hang out with is wonderful.  Elsa and I are heading to the marina this week to meet another friend for a walk.  Luke will go for his walk early and then be ready for a nap when we girls head out. 

It's funny how different dog friendly places are friendlier than others.  The Marina is a great place; we very rarely run into cranky dogs or people there.   Other places that we've visited are not so friendly.  It a thing that you can only know by experiencing each individual place.  I prefer places with space, elbow room.  I like to be able to move away if I feel the need which can eliminate possible issues.  The Marina gives us that and it's beautiful to boot. 

It is a busy time of year and getting busier by the day.  Getting out and about to meet friends is wonderful, both fur friends and human.  I love watching Elsa meet dogs that she has met before.  It takes but one meeting to be placed on her "friend" list.  Her behavior is entirely different from dogs she knows versus dogs that she has never met before.  When she sees a friend, who she may have only met one time, six months ago she gets her hinge on.  She resembles a dog with a hinge in the middle as she wags and wiggles.  She ADORES human friends as well; she can barely contain herself when she gets to meet up with friends.

It's going to be a warm one here in Southern California; Luke and Elsa got their haircuts just in time.  Even though it gets very warm some days here in the winter; it can get very chilly and downright cold at night.  Thursday is going to much cooler; almost 30 degrees cooler than today so I'll be dog sweater shopping for Luke and Elsa.  If anyone knows of great sweaters with lots of stretch for big deep chests, please let me know.  I have a very hard time finding a sweater or coat for Luke as he is built much like a Borzoi, very deep and narrow. 

I'm up early, it's dark and the sun is not even considering getting up yet; but, let the day begin, right?   

Got any play dates on the calendar? 

Humans gone wrong.



We headed towards a large flight of stairs; with their heads down, both Luke and Elsa ascended them to the top.  We were done our walk; had our fun and it was time to head home.  Staying close behind Luke just in case, we got almost to the top when we were approached aggressively by two large dogs.   We had been about to take our last step as they moved in on the stairs blocking the way.  Startled to say the least; we all fell back needing to take a step or two back down.  This was easy for Elsa and I, but not Luke; his legs buckled with the dogs in his face and he collapsed on the side of the stairs.  I quickly moved up ahead and yelled at the dogs.  Their hair was up and they were growling; my hair was up as well.

"NO," I yelled, "get out of here," to no avail.  I may as well have been talking to a brick wall as they say.  The owner was some distance away and I yelled at her too.  "Put your dogs on leashes," to which she replied "I just live across the street."  Not knowing what that had to do with anything I told her again "leash your dogs."  She had no leashes and she had no control over her dogs.  Luke tried his best to keep the dogs away with a big gruff lunge which made his poor old legs buckle even more.  I was fuming. 

The girl grabbed her dogs by the collars are tried to drag them away.  At that moment I thought to myself  "I might be on these stairs for a while."  I looked around to check on Luke for a split second when a third dog came to check out what was going on, really?  A large English Bulldog who also had to be dragged away.  Not a great ending to our lovely walk.  But then came the kicker; the girls boyfriend (I'm assuming) walked up and past me.  He was shaking his head and laughing as we managed to finally get off the stairs.  I knew the type of person he was immediately; he'd done nothing while this was all going on and now moved by like he owned the place.  Laughing, the laughing at what happened got me.   So I yelled out "don't shake your head, your dogs knocked my old dog down."  Which he so politely yelled back "eat s*&t."  Nice.  We shared some heated words before I turned and head for the car.  I loaded Luke and Elsa up; check on Luke with some kisses and huge and headed home.

The whole way home I went over what had happened.  What kind of person does this?  Their dogs assault another and they yell at the person who's dog got hurt?  Well, I had to find out; if I was going to blog about this I needed more information.  I wasn't done yet, I turned the car around and head back to the field.  I stopped before getting to the field when I saw them.  Their Bulldog was out in the middle of the road as I pulled over.  Obviously the no leash thing was working well for them, not. 

So I asked "why?"  Having no idea what I was in for but assumed it would be more of the same.  It was, very much "don't tell me what to do," attitude.  I tried my best to remain calm so that I could get the information I was looking for, not an easy task when I was fired up to the level that I was.  The only answer I got on that Saturday morning was attitude and that was in fact the answer.  I told them if it was turned around and my dogs had done this that I would have apologized, not attacked as they did.  I asked what adult man yells at a woman like he did?  Thinking that my son would never be such an idiot.  The guy somehow took my question wrong; thinking I was calling him not an adult and said "I'm 25 years old and I can do whatever I want."  Well, there you have it. 

"I'm sick of all the a&;%ho*es in this neighborhood" he said looking down at the dogs.  Ahhhh, others had complained about them and the dogs; I was in no way the first.  The guy said that nothing had happened and that we in fact had come after them.  Hmmmmm.  He left muttering under his breath; leaving the girl there to explain.  I asked her and although she wasn't yelling or swearing at me she most definitely had a chip on  her shoulder and didn't care at all what her dogs were doing.  She asked me what I wanted her to say.  I didn't want her to say anything.  She also thought that she had some right to let her dogs do whatever; by stating "I've lived here 24 years."  She kept going back to the fact that her dogs were off leash and that was not my biggest issue.  My issue was in how it was all handled.  She then said in a very non apologetic tone "I will try to be a more responsible dog owner."  Which I took as my cue and turned the car around and head for home.

I realized after talking to these people that the guy was one of those angry people who have a sense of entitlement.  There is no reasoning or even discussing with them; he knows everything and everyone else is wrong, pretty much.  I ran into the same type a few weeks ago in my car.  Having the right of way I pulled out in front of him; but he must have owned the road that I was driving on.  He flipped  me off, screamed and yelled; tailed me and basically tried to intimidate me.  But that was not enough for this guy, he must have stewed all day because that evening I got an email about what I'd done; he'd created a new email address just to send me an email.  (A little scary)  Again, what sort of man does that to a woman and then thinks that he is in the right?   No man with any sense of being a real man would. 

Luke was fine, Elsa was fine and that was what was important.  I will always step up to intervene when needed to protect my dogs.  As far as what came after?  Stupidity, it was as simple as that.  When dealing with people like this; the best thing to do is to walk away.  Make sure that your dogs are okay and report the incident.  I have no doubt that these dogs have already been reported.  It always amazes me when people don't learn from life experiences.  They continue to plod away doing the same thing and expecting different results somehow. 

The worst thing about the whole incident is the lack of compassion.  Knocking down an old dog, or any dog for that matter should bring with it a sense of apology.  Shouldn't there be something inside you that feels bad?  Sadly I think there is a great deal of compassion missing in many people these days and the sense of what is right and wrong.  So yes, humans gone wrong. 


One dog we will not approach



   As a positive reinforcement trainer who is concerned with the canine/human connection I do
not support the use of these barbaric collars.  They only cause more problems in dogs with problems and without.

When we are out on a walk; I am constantly reading body language.  On leash greetings are far more complicated than off leash, so I am very choosy about who we say hi to.  With our recent visit to OR; both Luke and Elsa had more than their fair share of cranky greetings.  Cranky greetings can lead to your own dog becoming cranky in defense.  Nice dogs can be hard to find; but even nice dog greetings can go wrong.  I watch body language and gear; one dog that we never say hi to is a one wearing a prong/pinch collar.

For those of you using prong/pinch collars, read on before you get cranky.  Prong/pinch collars work by delivering a pinch; hence the name that the collar was given.  I have had sooooo many users of these collars tell me "they don't even hurt."  Well, tell me then how they work?  What is the premise around it?  You can't, there is no other form of correction except the pinch.  That is how they are meant to work by delivering pain when the dog pulls.  This pain is the reason that we don't say hi to obvious prong/pinch collar wearers. 

Association - the connection or relation of ideas, feelings, sensations, etc.; correlation of elements of perception, reasoning, or the like.

Elsa and I came across a nice young Labrador wearing a prong collar.  He was also at the end of an extension leash and a very inexperienced owner.  We had no intention of meeting with them; but as we passed the dog ran towards Elsa excitedly; that is until he hit the end of the leash and got an almighty pain delivery.  He then turned from a nice guy into a frenzy crazed dog.  The association was quite clear; other dogs in the vicinity mean pain.  The owner yelled to me "he's sort of out of control;" ya, you think?  But the cause of the problem remained illusive to the owner; even though it was quite clear. 

Many trainers throw a prong collar on a dog who needs control training.  When the dog lunges or becomes unruly at the approach of another dog; they receive a yank, which is meant to correct the bad behavior.  Sadly what the yank does is to further fuel the dogs unruliness.  Even if a human does  not yank on the leash; a lunging dog will deliver the pain themselves, causing the association.   It is all very easy to understand if you just sit back and think.  So many people use prong/pinch collars; many hide them under a plastic cover so that they don't feel the shame that putting those metal barbs on our dog can cause.  Yep, good ole human guilt is at the core of the prong/pinch collar cover.  I saw one the other day; when I realized what it was the woman hung her head and said "yes, she still needs training."  It wasn't a moment to teach so I just shook my head and moved on.  Sadly it was a very nice little dog; hopefully she won't be ruined by that collar in hiding. 

Dogs who approach to say "hi" often are fine until they get closer.  The closer they get, the more excited they get, the more they pull and BAM, the pain delivery; right as they are close enough to your dog to get aggressive.  So we basically stay away from prong/pinch wearing dogs; that is if we can see the collar.  Does the collar mean that it is a bad dog?  Oh no, it means that the owner doesn't understand what they are creating and we don't want to be involved in that process. 

Major cling on


Always checking on Mom's whereabouts.  



I'm sure that some of you were wondering where Luke was in yesterdays blog.  He was very obviously missing from the photos and the beach.  Well...Luke was at home; yes, he had to stay home.  I'd been wanting to go to the beach for a long time with Nicole and Penny but knew that it was too much for Luke.  One rambunctious hit from a joyous youngster could end him up in the emergency so we had not gone.  But, knowing that it would be so good for Elsa; I had to finally bite the bullet; tell him we'd be back and go. 

Early Tuesday morning Luke and I headed out for a nice long and leisurely walk.  He is getting slower and slower these days but every deliberate step is time spent together.  I learned to do this snail walking with Tilley after she was hit with Vestibular.  Luke's aging body is the cause of his slow walking; it is time to smell the roses.  So we made our way around the park; going a bit further than normal so he'd be good and tired.

Leaving him at home is not an issue; Luke is use to Elsa going out for walks without him.  He is always waiting patiently in his bed and very happy when we return but he is fine.  This trip would be much longer; we were going to be gone for a big part of the day.  This is when you have to put your heart on the shelf and use your head.  Elsa needed this and Luke simply couldn't come.  So with the decision made to go I just did.  We have a dog door which Luke uses all the time; he has his beds all over and his couch.

Elsa hovered on that morning; she knows after Luke, it's her turn.  I took more time getting ready so she kept a very close eye on my movements.  As soon as I picked up my keys she started spinning.  I remained very calm and told Luke that I'd be back; this is what I tell them if they stand at the door thinking that they are coming with me but are not.  "Momma be back," I said to him and he ran to his bed and got comfy.  He was tired, good. 

So Elsa I head down to San Diego and had a great time.  I thought about Luke often while we were gone and then swooshed it out of my head, "he'd be fine."  He was fine.  When Elsa and I got home he gave us the same greeting that he does when we go out on our normal walk.  I remained calm and very "no big deal," as I made my way to the kitchen and then outside.  No over the top big greeting, I kept it simple.  He took my cue and went to lay down on the outside bed.  Happy that Mom was home he glanced over his shoulder once again to make sure.

The next day when it came time to go for a walk; Luke never left my side..  He wanted to make sure that  we were all going.  We did go for a walk together; it is important to mix it up so that they are never quite sure what is going on.  He was a cling before the walk; a tad more worried than normal but still fine.  Today will probably be another alone day.  As he gets older the difference between the two is growing.  These are not easy decisions but they must be made for the good of both.  Head not heart decisions must be made.

I remember being at the beach in CT one day with Luke and Elsa.  A woman with a very old dog was there; walking very slowly down the beach.  Of course Elsa went bounding over to visit and the woman got very mad; then I got very mad.  When a dog is that old and frail you do not take them where young dogs are running around off leash, it is not fair for anyone.  Yes, you take your old dog out to enjoy walks; even on the beach, but not where there is risk of injury. 

It's not easy but it must be done, we have to think with our head sometimes.   

 

A day at the beach

   
    Scanning the beach, where to first?  Elsa and I drove down to San Diego yesterday so that we could beach it with my daughter Nicole and Penny.  We went to Fiesta Island where there is tons of room to run.  The whole island is designated "off leash" fun for dogs and at this time of year, there are no crowds to battle with.  Enjoy, I sure did.

    Elsa chased the ball; Penny chased Elsa, chasing the ball. 


    They ran and ran and ran some more.


     Penny was having a ton of fun.

   
    Elsa retrieved her ball and everyone else's; work to do on ball stealing.


    The floating retrieve.


    On this retrieve, Penny stopped halfway and waited for Elsa to return.  So much running.

 
 

    Love this.


    Penny is truly amazing with other dogs.  She just loves everyone. 


    Just having fun.

   
    Super, flying Bull Terrier.
  
     Ahhhh, a water retrieve; so great to see Elsa in the water again.



    Wading through the seaweed; Penny loves the stuff. 


    I cannot believe how high she was.


    Penny wants to know everything that Elsa is doing.

   
    Dog pile. 

After we got back to Nicole's house; the girls were not done with their fun.  They continued to brawl until the moment that Elsa and I left.  Penny and Elsa are the best of friends and it is such a joy to watch them loving their together time. 

 

Tail amputation


Oh those beautiful tails.  Elsa dropped her ball in this shot and needed to do a very fast maneuver to recover it.  You can see the tails part in the move.  


I am a non docking advocate.  Elsa is our first non docked dog; my first dog was an Airedale (docked), we have had several other poodles and a Jack Russell (all docked) until Elsa.  Elsa has changed everything.  

When I talk to people about docking; many just want to know "why?"

Some "reasons" for docking include; balance, injury risk and standard (conformation show ring) requirements.  Common sense and ethical treatment of dogs should outweigh any of the so called "reasons," in my opinion.  Just because something has been done in the past; does not mean that we should continue the procedure without question.  Many customs performed ritualistically throughout history have since been modified or completely eradicated.  Often owners of docked dog breeds do not even realize that their dog's tails has been amputated; it has been going on that long.  People just think that they come out with short tails; that it is just how they look.

The term "docking" itself, may be a part of the problem.  Doesn't docking just sound like a harmless word?  Call it what it is, amputation of the tail and you get some attention.  Amputation?  Yes, docking means to amputate a portion of tail.  Depending on the breed specification or current fashion will factor in on how much is amputated.  Anything from the tip to the whole tail can be removed.

There are those of you out there reading this blog and shaking your head at all the fuss being made over the simple docking of tails.  I have read many articles from docking advocates promoting the procedure as nothing; a simple procedure that doesn't even hurt.  Times are changing, things are moving to more ethical treatment of animals and that my friends should also include our dogs.  We should not be chopping tails off for fashion.  The only reason that tails are amputated is so that the dog looks like what the book says.  There is absolutely no reason to remove tails, in fact it is barbaric in my opinion.

As a dog trainer who specializes in behavior I can say that dogs need their tails.  Having had docked dogs before Elsa has opened my eyes.  I never liked the fact that my dogs were docked but I had no choice; they had been done way before I met them all.  Now that I have had a dog with a full tail; I will never have another without.  (Unless of course I rescue one with a docked tail.)  Elsa moves her tail completely different from any of our dogs before her.  Her tail is gloriously fluid. 

I am much more aware of tails than I have ever been.  I have seen huge "mixed messages" from dogs who have little or no tail to communicate with.  Witnessing a mis-communication due to a lack of tail is just sad.  What a mess we've made for these poor dogs.  Humans have convinced other humans that it is best to chop them off.  But we have gone through the breeds and singled out who loses their tail and who gets to keep them with no rhyme or reason.  Sad, just sad.

Wolves have long tails and wolves live in the forest.  They hunt, kill and fight without damage to their tails.  How could we possibly use the "working dog" card to support chopping tails off?   Dogs are much more capable of hunting maneuvers when they have  their tail for balance.  Many of the new "hunting line" breeders are leaving tails intact because they understand the physical need for the tail.   They breed for structure and workability, not fashion.   But shouldn't the fact that dogs are born with tails be enough of an argument for them to keep them?  You would think right?

I am seeing a shift, it is slow but it is happening.  Elsa has actually helped.   She has educated many on the attributes of having a tail.  She not only is perfectly normal with an intact tail but shines even brighter with it.  Watching her use her tail as another appendage is truly fascinating.  Plus her athletic ability is no doubt far superior because she has the use of her full tail.

If you get nothing other than something to ponder from this blog then I have at least offered that.  If we keep going through our life just doing and never thinking; then nothing will ever change. Change requires actions, which requires thought.  Some people had no idea dogs had their tails amputated; others know and turn a blind eye.  But there are many people who just never think about it, time to stop and think.  Dogs are born with tails for a reason; who are we to amputate them as unnessesary?  


When I decided to do a blog about tail amputation I contacted a Veterinarian who I follow and respect, Dr. Karen Becker.  I asked if she would offer a statement with regards to canine tail amputation.  The following paragraph is her statement.   Thank you Dr. Becker.

The only time I believe any body part should be cut off is if it's causing an animal's quality of life to be impinged. Removing parts because they may be a problem in the future is presumptuous, in my opinion. Removing ears and tails means we are cutting off part of the dog's sensory input system unnecessarily, in the name of vanity, to meet a "breed standard." All vets have seen animals have anesthetic complications, infections and long term neuropathic pain associated with these procedures. It's a matter of whether we're willing to acknowledge the importance of our profession spearheading an ethical reform on the issue, or not.




This shot is a bit tough to figure out.  It is shot from behind Luke with Elsa in front of him.  Her tail is still around his neck as she moves away.  



Constant physical contact is achieved with a full tail.  Even as Elsa moves away from Luke she is still touching him.  


The following interviews are from breeders who do not dock tails.  




One of Helen's dogs (Pankins) using her tail for some intense herding.  


Helen Grinnell King - author, agility competitor and structure specialist.

Helen's website, Recipe to win.  



When did you decide to stop amputating tails?

In the 1970s I bred harlequin Great Danes. I hated the ear cropping. Not only did I hate the blood bath and what we did to those puppies, we lost several very nice puppies due to the anesthetic. I hated that. It was then that I decided mutilating puppies for the sake of a ribbon or fashion was selfish and barbaric. I am so proud to say that my last harlequin Dane stud dog produced the first uncropped AKC breed champion harlequin Great Dane. I did not breed him but am still very proud of the decision of the breeder to not crop.

Fast forward to 2000. I bought my first Poodle as a pet. She was docked. After watching how limited her tail was, I decided that I never wanted another docked or mutilated dog again. I inherited two docked standards when a good friend died. Their tails were docked and dew claws had been removed. I vowed my next Poodle would have all of her body parts. In 2004 we purchased a Poodle that was indeed blessed to have all her body parts in place. The difference was incredible.

I also attended a seminar by Dr. Chris Zink in 2002 or 2003. She showed videos of dogs landing over jumps and explained how harmful it was to remove dew claws. I became a believer. It just made sense. I also hated the idea of putting little puppies through having their body parts amputated and the pain they must feel.

So, when I bred my own litter of standard Poodles in 2009, there was no question when it came to leaving on all their body parts. I am so glad I did. The owners LOVE the full tails and so do the dogs. I will never own another mutilated dog again! They USE their body parts and need them! I find it disgusting to remove their tails or dew claws to make buyers happy, win ribbons or for fashion.

What sort of response have you received from prospective puppy buyers?

I only sell to people who really want a dog with all of its body parts. I am afraid to sell to somebody who might try to dock when the dog is older because they like the look.

Have you shared your experiences with other breeders in an attempt to stop others from amputating?

Ad nauseam.I am happy and proud to say I have turned some away from docking and removing dew claws, but others refuse to budge in their practice of mutilating puppies.

What major differences have you seen in docked vs. intact tails?

Wagging is very different. The docked tails wag faster. I have three undocked dogs and I have never had an issue of them hitting their tails on anything. Poodle tails are very high so they don’t whack things when they wag. They use their tails as rudders in agility, running free and swimming. I also find that one of mine is actually afraid of docked dogs (the shorter the tail the more she fears them). Without a tail, it is difficult for other dogs to read their body language.

Is there any information you would like to pass on to others that might change their mind about amputating?

Full tails are not only functional, they are beautiful! There is new evidence that docking tails, cropping ears and removing dew claws sets up an immune response that can cause autoimmune issues as the dogs gets older. That alone should be enough to stop people from removing body parts on puppies!

Any comments you’d like to add? 

PLEASE give your puppies a break and STOP THE MUTILATIONS!!!! They deserve their body parts!


Both tails are very active in this shot but Elsa's is very obvious.  She is trying to catch Penny on a run by; her tail is helping to do a sharp turn.  




Laura Bernier 


When did you decide to stop amputating tails?
We stopped docking tails and removing dew claws 6 years ago.
Why did you decide to leave tails on your puppies?
One time, when I was at the vet have a litter docked, I heard the babies crying. It was terrible. It was at that time I noticed that it took them a few hours and a couple of feedings in order to get their vigor back. Around this time I was reading articles about docking and watching videos on how dogs used their tails. I was amazed at how much the tail was a participant in their locomotion. I came to the conclusion that the poodle community couldn't give me a valid reason why docking was done. The lore is that dogs were docked for hunting, so their tales didn't tangle in the reeds. I came to the conclusion that the risk of reed tangle was small and the need for the tail was immense.
What sort of response have you received from prospective puppy buyers?
I have found buyers are very accepting of natural tails. It's a changing world, all natural, organic, unaltered. Most of my pup buyers are working dog people or agility folks, they prefer a natural tail.
Have you shared your experiences with other breeders in an attempt to stop others from amputating?
Some breeders say only backyard breeders leave tails natural. They have tried to convince me to continue to dock, but I decided the dog world is changing and I believe a natural tail is better for the dog. When a body is insulted, whether by vaccine, amputation or injury, there is an immune system response. No one can convince me that is a good thing.
What major differences have you seen in docked vs. intact tails?
Puppies suffer from no human induced stress. They walk earlier and enjoy steady locomotion at an earlier age. The natural tails are so expressive.
Is there any information you would like to pass on to others that might change their mind about amputating?
Yes, why amputate something that is so lovely. For every reason one can give about the benefits of docking, there are 5 reasons not to. One of my pups just received his Thai championship. He has a natural tail. Docking for the conformation ring is old school. It's time the community comes full circle to see the whole dog.


Rebecca Buchanan 



When did you decide to stop amputating tails?

A better question is why did I ever amputate tails, and the answer is, I didn't.  I fostered dogs for a breeder who did.  If he finds people he likes and trusts, he allows them to foster his breeders for him.  The dogs get to live in a family, rather than a kennel, and when the time comes for them to retire, they remain in the home free of charge.  The first 3 litters are his, the 4th, we split, and the last, if I wish to breed again, is mine.  He knew I was opposed to tail docking from the beginning, but the puppies were his, and I had no say in the matter.  I did make him come personally and take the puppies to the vet because I refused.  We discussed the matter several times, but he is old-school, and adamant, and has never changed.  Of course, once I had a choice, I did not get it done.
Why did you decide to leave tails on your puppies?

I admit, my initial objection to docking was primarily emotional.  I knew that the process was painful and unnecessary, and I suspected it had consequences, but really couldn't present a coherent argument for my case, so I started researching the matter.  I read statements from a lot of veterinarians who were opposed to it.  Usually, they spoke of issues with urinary and fecal incontinence, or of problems communicating with other dogs, or of diminished physical ability.  Oddly enough, the communication problem was not one that I observed to be an issue.  Communication in dogs is full-body language, and the tail is only one part.  I never observed intent misunderstood between my Rotties and other dogs.  


Typically, the method used to dock tails is to cut, without anesthesia, through muscle, bone and spinal cord (which extends further down the tail in a neonatal puppy, and recedes as they mature).  Also, the immature nervous system of a neonatal puppy is lacking some of the protections that are acquired as the puppy grows and matures, so that if anything, a neonatal puppy feels more pain than an older dog, not less. 

What sort of response have you received from prospective puppy buyers?


The response I have received from puppy buyers is overwhelmingly, "Why do they do that anyway?  Fashion?  That's stupid.  I like her tail!  I think cutting it is cruel and unnecessary."  I do write into the contract an agreement that the tail will never be cut, and I provide information on why it is not beneficial to the dog.  
Have you shared your experiences with other breeders in an attempt to stop others from amputating?

 I have tried.  Those who are not open to change shut me down without actually listening.  Mostly I concentrate on educating the general populace, and giving the information to anyone who will listen.  I believe that tail docking is a barbaric practice, and will eventually be abolished.  I find that veterinarians are increasingly reluctant to carry out the operation, and my own vet was thoroughly delighted to see an entire litter of Rotties with tails intact.  I believe that the veterinary community is most qualified and has the most influence to make the change, so I have concentrated my efforts there.
What major differences have you seen in docked vs. intact tails?

Wow.  Advocates of tail docking tell you that puppies are not affected by it.  They cry, and then go back to normal living almost immediately.  What I have experienced is that when you pick up a neonatal puppy, they wriggle and fuss and want mamma.  This is normal behavior.  If they are awake, they crawl toward mamma and milk.  But puppies who have had their tails docked react very differently.  When picked up, they panic and scream in terror.  My friend who docks tails views this as normal, but I can tell you it is NOT normal.  It does not normally occur in undocked puppies.  My question is, if they are not affected by it, and if they don't remember it, why do they panic when picked up by a human?  They do not react that way to being touched by their mother, or each other, only when being handled by humans.  I am sick to death of teaching neonatal puppies that it is OK to be picked up by a human.  
    
Is there any information you would like to pass on to others that might change their mind about amputating?

Please consider the benefits of not amputating!  Once the operation is done, it cannot be undone, and the benefits of a tail and the lack of trauma cannot be overstated.  To remove a tail has no benefit, and many negative affects.  Incidentally, I do not even remove dewclaws.  Some puppies do not have them at all.  For some they are the same as other breeds, closely connected to the leg and not a problem.  If they must be removed, they can be removed later as needed.  In my opinion, there is no good to be achieved, and no need to traumatize a three day old puppy, even for that.
Any comments you’d like to add? 

Overwhelmingly, the arguments I have seen in defense of tail-docking come in the form of assertions that have no documentation to back them up, and most of which I have, in my own observation, seen to be false or groundless, for example:  "Docking the tail gives them better balance and agility."  Well, no.  Medical science says otherwise, and the experience of other breeders and myself indicates the opposite.  

"If a Rottie wags its tail around a toddler that club will knock the child right over!  Have you ever seen a child knocked down by a Rottweiler tail?"  My answer:  No, but I've seen them knocked down by collie tails and lab tails, and Great Dane tails, and I don't see those being cut.  My toddlers fell on their butts, got back up (sometimes using collie fur as a handhold) and went on with life.  A Rottie tail is no more dangerous than a Dane tail.  And Bella's is less dangerous than our German Shepherds' tails.

"What about working dogs, who might be injured in the course of searching through rubble for earthquake victims?"  Well, legs and paws also can be injured, but we don't cut those off as preventative measures.  The purpose of the tail is to balance and stabilize the back.  I take my dogs into the back country.  We climb mountains, navigate rushing rivers, climbing rocks and deadfalls.  In fifty years, I've never seen a debilitating injury to the tail as a result, but I have seen the difference a tail can make in situations where strength and balance are paramount.  
Personally, I will give my working dog the benefit of the improved balance, strength and agility that a tail affords.

Those who argue against tail-docking overwhelmingly either come from the veterinary community or have documented research to back their position.
  I will take documented medical and scientific research over un-proven and easily refutable assertions any day.
    
In my opinion, the sooner this barbaric practice is a thing of the past, the better!  I believe future generations will look back on this one and be appalled at the cruelty we have perpetrated in the name of fashion.  May eyes be opened to see and hearts be drawn to compassion toward all these creatures that we are responsible for!

Jasmine Hale


When did you decide to stop amputating tails?


The first time I realized how painful and life changing tail docking is was when I bred my first litter of Corgis. 3 of the new owners had requested the tails to be docked. The other 3 asked if theirs could be left natural.  I took the puppies to the vet at 5 days old and assisted the vet in the procedure. The vet shaved the fur of the tail, sterilized the area, and cut the tail off with scissors.  All the while as the puppy was screaming and trying to escape the pain. No anesthetic is used. The pup can feel everything.  Depending on the vet they may or may not stitch up the tail. The vet then placed the bleeding puppy in a box and it stopped screaming.  It just lay there shivering and bleeding, going into shock. Whoever tells you that the puppy can't feel anything is obviously lying.  As the weeks went on and the puppies started walking.  The 3 with docked tails were weak and could barely stand.  While the ones left naturally were running and playing already. The docked puppies fell over often from loss of balance and grew slower as well; their bodies having to use extra energy to mend their mutilated tails. All the while I felt terrible for allowing this to happen. After seeing and experiencing all of this I swore never to let my puppy's tails be docked.

What sort of response have you received from prospective puppy buyers?


After I explain to people what the process is they are normally very happy to leave the tail on. However there are always a few that refuse to purchase a puppy because it is not "cute" with out a mutilated tail.
 
Have you shared your experiences with other breeders in an attempt to stop others from amputating?


I have shared my experience with other breeders.  Though most are scared to change because they think they won't be able to find the pups homes. A few have switched over and it is growing and they are very happy they have stopped docking. 


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The following links are articles on the subject of tail docking.

Top Two Painful Procedures Your Puppy Should Never Have To Endure - Healthy Pets with Dr. Karen Becker. 


Cutting off a dog's tail can lead to aggression.  - Canada.com


Welfare complications of tail docking dogs - AVMA 


Concerning tail docking - RSPCA


Canine tail docking - AVMA

The link below is for the Council of docked breeds; I didn't even know of it's existence until I started researching for this blog. 


Council of docked breeds


Taken from Dog Language by Roger Abrantes.

Dogs with docked tails find it more difficult to maintain balance under speed and they are obviously inhibited in their tail expression.  A German Shepherd or Siberian Husky with a full length tail finds it easier to perform tight turns at high speed than, for example, breeds with are traditionally docked, such as the Rottweiller or Old English Sheepdog, which appear clumsy.

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In conclusion, I leave you with this.  I am not trying to ban docking; stopping it at the top will not stop the procedure from being done by those who are determined.  Change is required to save our dog's tail.  A wave of change is coming; will you be on that wave?

Comfort


This is Luke and Elsa's office bed.  It was the bed that they traveled or OR on and where they spent their napping time while there.  They pretty much love it.  I can't say that Luke's butt is very comfortable but Elsa seems to like it.  


As I sit here blogging, I have to smile.  Elsa is dreaming at my side; Luke is snuggled up between two pillows and covered with his blanket.  Yes they are comfortable, and they should be.  Over the years I've heard people say "geesh, spoiled much?"  This statement implies that a person is offering a dog something that they do not deserve, more than they warrant as a mere dog.  First let's clear up something that really bothers me with the term "spoiled."  

Spoiled - to impair, damage, or harm the character or nature of (someone) by unwise treatment, excessive indulgence, etc.

Spoiled has never meant something good to me.  I consider spoiling to be a bad thing.  To spoil a dog in my opinion would be to create a monster by over indulgence as the meaning above says.  So, with that cleared up I can move on to the rest of the blog. 

Comfort.

Comfortable - more than adequate or sufficient.  I love this definition.  Yes the floor would suffice but it surely would not be comfortable for Luke to sleep on.  

As our dogs age, like us they need more comfort.  What is comfortable for Elsa may not be comfortable at all for Luke.  He has little meat on him now and when he lays down on a hard surface, you hear it.  He will often lay down outside on the concrete patio by choice but he is only there for a moment before realizing that it is very uncomfortable.  When he goes down you hear his hip bones hit the ground; it freaks me out.  But it is not just old dogs that need comfort; young dogs enjoy it just as much.  If I put a bed down in a room, both Elsa and Luke will use it.  It takes no coaxing for them to utilize comfort.  Am I spoiling my dogs by offering them comfort, NO.  

Dogs require very little from us other than our loyalty, love, guidance and affection.  They need very little as far as material things.  But a good soft bed is a requirement as far as I am concerned.  I hate to see dogs laying on the cold ground of course unless it is their choice.  When I go "new bed" shopping I have high standards.  Not just any bed is good enough for my guys; most gimmicky type beds get left on the shelf.  I want a bed that has substance; a bed that does not just squish to the ground when any weight is put upon it.  I take the bed off the shelf and test it; I push my hands in to see if it can stand up to Luke and Elsa.  The last bed I bought for Luke consists of foam pieces jammed into the bed.  It is wonderful and he uses it every night.  I know that even when he lays on it; he is still 5 or 6 inches off the ground.  So his old bones are nice and comfy.  Elsa uses the carpet often or the other bed which is actually two beds on top of one another.  The whole bed situation is pretty darned comfy in their room.  

During the daytime they spend much of their time on the couch.  Luke has now taken to using a bed that I placed by the couch for those days when he can't quite make it up to the couch.  It is his choice entirely.  The office has a great foam slab bed that they use all the time.  During this colder time of year I have a down comforter on top, pretty nice.  

No, comfort and spoiling are nothing in the same.  One has nothing to do with the other.  In this house "spoiling" is a bad thing; not something you strive for.  On the other hand, treating dogs the way that they should be treated by offering comfort; well that's a great thing.  


2nd Anniversary, PBJ and me.




Wow, I cannot believe that it has been two years.  Two years since my son Brad and I headed out across the country with our four dogs.  Jessie, who was almost 16, Tilley at 15, Luke 11 and little Miss Elsa who was only 4.5 months old.  Honestly, what was I thinking?  Both Jessie and Tilley were incontinent; they had been for some time.  Jessie was suffering from dementia which had gotten so much worse in the months prior to our trip.  Tilley was still feeling the effects from her Vestibular but was doing pretty good.  Luke was fine, much younger than he is now and Elsa, well she was just amazing.  

The day we left started early and we were off on our big adventure.  Little did I know at the time that we would arrive at our destination with only three dogs.  Only a few weeks after that we would also lose Tilley from an inoperable mass on her spleen.  It was a time of great sadness and much turmoil in my life.  A time that I look back on and see only darkness; although like everything else in life it has contributed to who I am today.  In a matter of four short weeks; so many lessons were learned.  Life lessons that, if given a choice to experience; you would opt out of.  No thank you, no one wants these type of life experiences.  But we all must go through them, it is life itself. 

There was a light, a glimmer that was Elsa; our little ray of sunshine in all the darkness of that time.  To this day I believe that she could not have arrived at a more perfect point in our life; she helped us all through a lot at such a young age.  Life goes on and I had a very young pup that needed my attention; that in itself was a great help for me.  Luke needed her more than he would ever know and the rest of the family needed her crazy antics that only a puppy can deliver.  

Thinking back to the trip we made and the experiences that we dealt with, leaves me shaking my head.  I do think about it often; it was a monumental time in my life, very much a turning point.  In the beginning, as the trip started to form into a plan; it seemed like an adventure.  Surely it would be tough but we could do it; we would just do it, get'r done as they say.  I was not flying my dogs so it was the only option and Brad would be with me to live through it all, and that he did.  He was my pillar to lean on; solid and strong.  He gave me strength when I thought that it all might just beat me. 

Aside from the many things that I learned in the beginning, during and at the completion of the trip; I feel lucky to have done it in some way.  I would never choose to drive across the country with four dogs; two who were well beyond their golden years.  We were sort of forced to do it; so by the pure need, we experienced something that not too many people do.  A trip across the country; Mother and son with four dogs and a crazy amount of emotional crap along with it. 

We don't talk about the trip very often; but every once in a while I'll ask "remember when?"  We will share a moment of head shaking and then move on quickly to a better time.  Life is all about learning; if you don't learn from walking through it, there's not much point.   What started out as a necessity was going to be a photography book in the making.  Things changed and it turned into a novel (PBJ and me) with another on the way.  It was also the beginning idea for a Traveling with Your Dog book.   Life can suck, it can be glorious but without walking through it all; experiencing the good, the bad and the ugly, we'll never grow. 



"Let me see."



                     Elsa listening intently to what I am saying.  She is an amazing listener.

 
"Let Mommy see," I tell Elsa as she steps aside for me to have a look.  She'd been doing her best to tell me that there was something under my night table she needed.  After my first look, I found nothing and got to my feet.  Once again she assumed her position; with her front legs stretched out as far as she could, trying to reach whatever it was she thought was under there.  Looking up to me to see if I was getting the message, she waited.  "Let Mommy see," I said again and gave it another look.  "Ahhhhhh, here it is," I declared as she lit up; she knew I'd found what she was looking for.  I pulled out the treat that had fallen behind the leg of the table and delivered it to the finder.  Finders, keepers as they say. 

Standing stiff at the office window; Elsa's tail starts to move like a flag in a gentle wind.  "Let me see," I tell her and she moves over for me to have a look see.   Ahhhh, a cat again.  "It's just a cat, we don't care about cats out there," I tell her and walk away.  She looks over her shoulder as if to say "really Mom?  It's a cat."  With my calm demeanor she decides to watch the cat outside in silence.  Nice. 

Do you communicate with your dog?  Our dogs are master body language communicators but when dealing with us they often have to rely on our verbal communication for guidance.  The more words or phrases that you teach your dog, the better you can speak and be heard.   Luke has always been a nervous type; not skittish but nervous in the worry sort of way.  If I have something in my hand and call to him; he will fret about what I'm going to do.  Fear of the unknown can be very powerful.  Being that I often  have to do something to him I started using "let Momma see," to calm him.  Immediately he relaxes because he knows that I want to check something on him and he trusts me immensely.  The trust that I have created over the years ends all the worry for him. 

Both Luke and Elsa decided one morning that there must be a monster coming into our yard as they heard a tree trimmer in the yard behind ours; loudly munching trees down.  They set up quite a display to scare it away and warned of impending doom until I showed up.  I immediately told them "let me see," and they quieted for a moment.  They watched with intense anticipation; waiting for the final word about the monster's progress.  "It's nothing, we don't care about that," I told them in a very calm and nonchalant manner.  One last warning from Luke and they both happily followed me into the house. 

Taking the step to be the one, the leader who is in charge is so very important.  Not only does it take responsibility off of your dogs; who can spin out of control if left in charge.  A small phrase like "let me see," can have a huge impact if associated properly.  After all, are we not here to scare away the monsters?  Reach the unreachable toy? Or see who is behind the door when the doorbell rings?  We sure are. 

I often check the front door when Elsa thinks that there is a stranger behind it.  Doing this often when I know that no one is there really helps to diffuse the door.  Someone may have dropped a flyer off so she alarm barks that there is someone at the door.  I will very calmly go to the door and say "let me see."  She backs up ever so slightly; allowing me room to open the door and check.  "Nothing, no one,"  I tell her and show her that there is no one out there.  I checked, I took control and I told her ahead of time that I would be there for her so she does not have to be in charge.  I am in charge; I am here for both Luke and Elsa and they know that. 



Control, under control.


           
                                                       Only under control.

"Heel, ahhhhh, NO, I said heel," was what I heard coming up behind us.  After having a quick look over my shoulder and noticing that there was a woman walking a Dalmatian, I heard this commotion.  I looked again to judge their distance and speed.  We had a few minutes so I calmly  moved Luke over to my right side.  Luke and I were just finishing up our walk when we were subjected to this ridiculous display of training gone wrong.  She continued with her useless words which obviously meant nothing to her dog.  Did she think that all the words made it look like her dog was trained?  Perhaps. 

When I am out in public with Luke; I am uber cautious.  He is old and frail and it doesn't take a whole lot to knock him over.  So the sight of an unleashed dog sends me into my protective Mother Grizzly mode; it is my job and I take it very seriously.  I certainly do not want to hear someone's measly attempts at getting control of their unleashed dog coming up from behind us.  But, there we were with exactly this happening; and I was growing angrier by the moment.  The owner of this poor dog continued to bellow orders which he clearly did not understand.  He most definitely was not heeling; I'm not sure if she even understood what the word meant. 

I talk about leash/off-leash a lot and this was most definitely one of those leash  moments.  The woman had no control over her dog.   They got close enough that Luke could now hear the woman yelling and he looked around to see what was going on.  He stopped for a moment when he saw the dog; but I coaxed him along so we could finish our walk.  I could literally feel my own posture changing as they got close enough to touch us.  Honestly, if you have no control over your dog KEEP IT ON A LEASH.  Bottom line, really easy to understand.  As they passed us her dog wandered closer and closer requiring a laser beam stare from me directed at the owner.  She brushed it off saying "I know you want to say hi to that dog, HEEL, AHHHHHHH, NOOO, HEEEEEEL."  Really?

They passed us and moved on towards the street.  Yep, she was crossing the street off-leash as well.  Her dog started smelling the ground as she headed across the street yelling "heel."  The dog finally lifted it's head and followed her across the street and onto the path on the other side.  Endangering your dog's life like this is just stupid.  I am never a fan of off leash on or nearby a street. 

When I was in Oregon recently I noted that many of the parks and beaches state that dogs must be on-leash or  under direct control, which means within sight and responsive to commands.  When we were at the beach I saw both on-leash and off-leash dogs under control, nice.  Off-leash does not always mean that your dog should be running around willy nilly, doing whatever they please and not listening.  Off-leash should mean under control unless they are contained securely in your own yard.  If your dog is not reliable off-leash then they should NEVER be off. 

If they are in training, then get the training accomplished before taking off the leash. 

Say what?



"You know, poodles don't shed," he said; filling me in on a wonderful thing about my breed.  He then continued to tell me their history and standard.  I smiled, laughing inside as he was getting it wrong but humored him as long as I politely could.  Funny isn't it, when people feel the need to educate you?  Listening is a great thing and I try very hard to be a good listener.  But when someone has the bizarre need to spew incorrect facts at someone; it can be difficult to listen.  Depending on who is doing the talking it may just be better to move on rather than try to correct anything.  If you do intend on doing any correction or interaction you may need a bucket load of tact.

Tact - a keen sense of what to say or do to avoid giving offense; skill in dealing with difficult or delicate situations.

Discussion, debate and the general back and forth can be great.  It can also be very one sided and get ugly.  Let's face it, dogs are a sensitive subject.  No matter the subject, raw vs. dog food, grooming, sleeping arrangements, good number of dogs to have or training, interactions can become heated.  As a long time blogger, I know all too well about heat.  I am often sent very aggressive comments on my opinion.  The person may feel that I'm wrong and that it is there destiny to make me see the light, their light. 

I try to listen, but when someone gets rude, I shut them down.  Forcing, jamming or stuffing your opinion on someone else does nothing but turn them off.  People who jump on the rude and forceful wagon to deliver their message have yet to learn the art of sharing.  Sharing information is wonderful; but that is all it is, sharing.  You cannot make someone join in with your opinion.  People need to hear, assess, ponder and make their own opinions. 

Thankfully I have only dealt with a handful of very rude and obnoxious folks with regards to my blog.  In all of my years of training I only met one very obnoxious know it all; pretty good stats I think.  In my photography, I have never met any rude opinionated people yet.  Interactions and the sharing of learned information is wonderful; but it must be delivered in sharing format.  Once you get an accusing tone in your delivery; people tend to shut you off. 

Sometimes less is more; people will always ask for more if they want it.  But try to jam a ton of unrequested information at them and it will often backfire.  When asked I will always share what I can; but if no one asks, I will keep it to myself.  That is except for my blog and you have the option to just not read if you don't want to know. 

Have a great day. 

A few travel tips

                       
                               Meeting a friend on our trip; Luke and Elsa sit patiently in the back.
                                 

With the Holiday season upon us, many of you will be traveling more often and bringing your dog along too.  I've travelled with my dogs a lot and through it I've learned a few very important things to consider.  There are many things that you can do to make the travelling process go more smooth.  I think that these are a few of the most important ones.

                           
 1.  Train your dog to stay in the car until told otherwise.  Having Luke and Elsa trained not to jump out of the car is one of the most important things that I've taught them.  In fact when we were traveling just over a week ago I commented on how great it was while opening the back of the Xterra at a very busy rest stop.  It could save your dog's life.

2.  Keep a collar on.  As you all know, Luke and Elsa wear body harnesses to walk on.  But, while traveling it is imperative that they have a collar on for those "in case" moments.  Having a collar to grab in a pinch is important; so they wore beautifully soft collars made by Poodleit. Keep ID tags attached to the collars as well, you just never know.

3.  KEEP A LEASH ON.  Even if your dog is trained beyond belief and never wanders.  KEEP A LEASH ON.  I cannot say this enough.  On our recent trip I noted a dog playing fetch at a rest stop.  It was the busiest stop that we had made and right on the edge of the freeway.  I was driven to some major head shaking and shoulder shrugging as I watched this dog run around.  Not only was the location very close to the dangerous road but there were cars and trucks everywhere.  Keep a leash on your dog at all times when stopping on a trip.  It takes a minute to snap it on and that one snap could be the difference between a long and very short life for your dog.  Of course if you find a VERY SECURE and SAFE area that is fenced and far from the road; then that might be the time for a romp. 

4.  Water.  Bring water and a bowl with you.  On our trips we offer small amounts of water constantly.  Even if the weather is cool, traveling can really dehydrate you and your dogs.  Depending on the amount of time between stops, you may want to offer it every time or every second time.  Make sure to keep your dog hydrated. 

5.  Teach your dog to "go" on command.  Boy is this one of the most useful things when travelling.  I've always taught my dogs to "go" on my "hurry up" verbal cue but when travelling it really comes in handy.  When every new place you stop holds completely new smells; smelling can take over and they forget to "go."

These are just a very few tips for travelling with your dog but some that come to mind with a fresh travel behind us. 

 

Holiday time



The holidays are now upon us; that means that there will be more hustle, bustle and changes.  Decorations will go up, you will be out shopping, friends may be over and time may be at a premium.  This time of year can be tough on dogs so it is important to make them a major priority.  Dogs don't understand the holidays; they just know that things are different.  There are many dogs who just go with the flow; change doesn't bother them.  But there are those who are upset by just one change, let alone a whole pile.  So depending on who your dog is will factor in on how much extra you must take to assure their comfort in the whole holiday season.

Exercise is one of the most essential ingredients for a happy dog.  Take that away and you can have a dog with too much pent up energy.  It is important for a dog who is accustom to a great deal of energy outlet to continue to get that same amount.  This will eliminate the stress of energy build up and keep their bodies feeling the same as always.

Along with not enough exercise is too much stimulation.  Like us, dogs need their sleep and if they don't get enough; things can go very wrong.  Your dog can display fall out behaviors from not enough sleep.  Lack of sleep can cause all sorts of issues so make sure that your gets enough sleep and rest.  Especially if they are use to a lot of it. 

There will be all of that extra food that is around as well.  Some will be dangerous for your dog; make sure all the goodies are up and out of reach.  Things can get left out when you are super busy or have a houseful of people; so keep an extra thought to the goodies.  Check, double check and check again that everything is picked up.  Children are notorious for leaving things around; make sure that there is no chocolate of other things laying around that your dog can get into.

If you will be away or traveling; make sure to consider your dog is comfy and safe.  Spending the Holidays with our dogs is just the best.  Pre training and pre holiday planning are the best tips. 

This is my absolute favorite time of year; I love it.  Enjoy it with a dog by your side. 

Let the Holidays begin.

Happy Thanksgiving





Happy Thanksgiving to everyone.  I am so very thankful to have met so many wonderful friends and colleagues; simply through our love of dogs.  Have a wonderful day today, sharing just being together.  Thanksgiving is for the dogs in our lives as well.   I am so happy to have Luke and Elsa in my life and that I can share the two of them with you all. 

Be happy and thankful today; it's a great day. 

Back home

                                                                  
                                                                      Snug as a bug in a rug.  :)

Back home and in my favorite blog spot; my bed surrounded by poodles.   We got in last night from a two day drive and we are all very tired.  While I was away, lots of issues arose and I saw many things to blog about.  So I have a good supply of blog topics for a while.  I also decided to start my Traveling With Your Dogs book.  It was an idea before but now after another big trip I've got lots of material; so stay tuned for that coming next year.

As we got closer and closer to the house, both Luke and Elsa stood up in the car for the rest of the trip.  With their noses held high in the air they took in what smelled to them, like home.  After pulling into the driveway and entering the house Luke and Elsa spotted Brad.  Luke spun and Elsa dove on Brad.  They both bounded around; so happy to be home.  No one could miss the joy that they felt being home.  As nice as it was for us to be home; it was even better watching Luke and Elsa so happy to be home.   

The first thing to get done once we got home was to get Luke into bed.  But before that he had a good dinner and a tiny bit of television watching.  As most of you know Luke loves to lay and watch t.v. at night.  It is one of his favorite things in life.  It is not the actual t.v. watching but the fact that we too are sitting on the couch for an good amount of time.  Each night he stands tapping his toe in the kitchen doorway; once he has eaten and we have had dinner he wants the next step to be, us heading downstairs.  So as tired as I was last night I headd down with a spinning Luke by my side.  He charged to his spot on the couch and dove up so fast he landed on his head.  His old legs don't work like they use to anymore.  But I helped him to get straightened out and situation just right and we sat and took a moment. 

Next was bedtime, it took but a moment to get him to his feet and he charged up the stairs and plopped immediately on his bed.  He got his night time treats and a drink of water.  So there he lays, in his bed, at home and happy as a clam.  Ahhhhhh, Home Sweet Home.