How many is too many?




Sifting through puppy pages, I have come across many with too many.  Breeders with puppies being born month after month.   When I find a breeder who has puppies born October, November, December, January and February I very quickly leave.  No, I am not supporting someone who is pumping out puppies by the hundreds.  How many is too many? 

First, I think there is a limit to how many dogs a breeder should have.  Many boast about their "breeding facility."  What?  No.  Dogs belong in our home.  The same goes for dogs who are having puppies, have had puppies and those puppies who are getting big.  Yes, in the home; not in a facility built specifically for the mass production.  

Some breeders have "breeder" dogs out living with families.  The dog comes back to the breeder to have puppies and once the puppies are weaned and/or placed; the female goes back to living with her family.  I like this arrangement if it is done properly.  Few breeders keep studs around.  I know many breeders who just don't want to deal with the boys so they go out to stud.  Of course this is a good way to support genetic diversity.  (If of course, the breeder supports this in their stud choices.)

There are just too many dogs out there.  I love when breeders only breed when they have a waiting list.  A litter can be partially or completely gone before it even arrives.  This of course is the best way to do it.  When a breeder just keeps breeding and breeding and breeding; they can end up with a lot of over flow.  This can result in the money making breeder, letting go of their goods for less and with little concern for where they are going.  

How many is too many?  The question has many answers.  Relating to adult dogs living in a home; one must look at what they can offer as care, nutrition and attention.  Litters of puppies?  That can be answered by a waiting list.  For those breeders out there who are pumping puppies out, assembly line style.  PLEASE STOP.  The goal should be quality, not quantity.  



The rule of zzzzz's

 
Elsa, snuggling with my protection pillow. 


Many do it,  Some should, some shouldn't.  Sleeping with dogs.  I awoke this morning before 5am, it was still dark out and I was stuck.  Elsa had wiggled her way down to my legs and was completely on top of me from my knees down.  There was no turning around or moving at all so I asked her to please change her position.  She did without question and curled back up with a deep sleepy moan. 

Elsa is sleeping with me now.  The rule use to be, not until morning.  You see Elsa is one of those 600 lb sleepers.  I was talking to a friend yesterday about her newest family member who as it turns out is also a 600 lb sleeper.  I'm not sure what causes this poundage but I'm thinking perhaps, muscle.  Elsa is solid muscle.  She is also a snuggle monster, never happy with just being beside me.  No, she needs to be touching in a big way.  So before Luke's passing she would sleep with him on their giant bed and join me in the morning so that I could get some sleep. 

With Luke now gone I can hardly ask her to sleep alone.  So I have set up a pillow, strategically placed to ensure that we both sleep.  I have a long body pillow beside me that Miss Elsa can use as her snuggle platform instead of me.  She is not always satisfied with it and like this morning will find the living being under the covers to snuggle with.  Sometimes it is my head, feet or she just clambers over the pillow to get to me somewhere, somehow. 

So many trainers and behavior specialist will say NO to sleeping with your dog.  I have a few rules as far as allowing your dog up on the bed, your bed. 

1.  They need to ask first.  If you are in the bed, then your dog should be given permission to come up or not. 

2.  Your dog should get off if asked, quickly and politely. 

3.  There should be no complaining about being moved or pushed around on the bed from your dog.  You of course can complain.  :)  

4.  If you are dealing with any issue with regards to who the actual boss is in the house, no bed. 

You see, the bed, your bed is prime real estate; and as such the leader of the pack (which should be you) gets first dibs on it.  I have spoken to many people who laugh when telling me that their dog growls when they come into bed at night.  Not funny at all.  If your dog growls at being physically moved or pushed around on the bed, then they should not be on the bed.  What they are telling you is "the lower members do not move the leader."  It is a clear signal that needs adjustment.  Sometimes simply keeping your dog off of your bed can change a lot of problems.

Our bed rule pertains to when we are in it.  During the day Elsa is free to be on the bed when she wants.  But, she must always get off quickly if asked.  If that changes then the bed rule would change.  Just like Luke had his "prime real estate" position on the couch.  He enforced it with my help.  A simple look from him or word "watch out" from me would move anyone in his spot.  That spot which has now been taken over by Elsa. 

Our bed is about the best thing that we own.  Having a good night sleep is very important and as long as your dog follows the rules then everyone can dog pile on it.  :)  



The fog is lifting

This was the last visit to the beach.  


As I sit here blogging, the fog is lifting, literally.  As far as the fog in my head?  Well, that will need another cup of java to lift.  It's really foggy this morning, as it was yesterday morning.  I love fog, not to drive in of course but to shoot in. Fog is an amazing background for photos.  The same image taken with and without fog are completely different.

An excerpt from And Back Again


The foggy day was filled with emotional photographs. It is funny how adding fog can provide so much feeling to a photo. Mask much of the surrounding scene by a cloak of fog and the result is emotion. Some of my very favorite photos from that beach in Connecticut were taken on that day.

Watching the fog lift this morning has brought me back to the beach in CT.  The last trip that we would take to the beach.  Luke and Elsa had a great run and I remember the day like it was yesterday.  Luke had stepped up on that day as Elsa's hero and the communication between the two had been magical to see.  They were in it together, thrown together at just the right moment in life.  Their bond would become unbreakable until death.  

I can see Luke's happy open mouth as he headed my way down the beach.  Then he'd be gone to socialize with the next dog that emerged from the fog once again.  Luke loved to greet everyone on the beach and Elsa was always close behind.  She ran circles around Luke; he was the steady pace maker and she, the crazy puppy.  She learned a great deal from that man of hers; important things about life and being in it.  Hopefully these life lessons will be passed onto her next life partner and I will stand in awe at the amazingness of a canine.  

The fog has now lifted and I am back to the here and now.  





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Smarts




We were on our way to the park; rounding the corner I told Elsa that we might see some of her friends.  I said "maybe Oaklee?" and she immediately dropped her head in search.  While she searched I added "maybe Hank or Zoey will be there?"  She tilted her head at the mention of each friend's name and smiled that huge smile of hers.  So I threw in another name "maybe Gia will be there," I told her.  She immediately gave me a snort/bark with attitude.  I couldn't believe it.  This dog is not a friend, yet.  Gia is a dog that I am trying to work Elsa in with.  The dog is large and black with a curled up tail, that Elsa is not comfortable around.  We had our first walk together last week that went well but she does  not consider her a friend.  Elsa's friends are in her circle of trust and she knows them very well by name.  I work hard at putting names on dogs and people as well as teach her a huge vocabulary.  She's a smartie.  

Last week Elsa and I headed out to the airport to pick up my husband.  As we drew near I told her that we had to "find Daddy."  Her whole body changed as soon as the words were out of my mouth.  She started to wag, dropped her head in search mode.  She knows what "find" means.  I have taught this to all of my dogs; of course some learn it better than others.  Tilley was my other great finder of things. 

When we are out at the park and doing our chuck it action, Elsa seldom misses.  If she happens to miss the location of a toss from the Chuck it, then we immediately go into "find" mode. As soon as I say find, she starts to search.  I help her with directional points which she watches for.  She's a smartie. 

Our dogs are far smarter than most give them credit.  Their intelligence is intense and the more you teach them the more they learn.  I hate to see dogs that don't know anything.  Not because they aren't smart or can't learn; but because no one took the time to teach them.  Would we consider sending our children out into the world without educating them. Never.  But we often leave our dogs without much information when we ask them to walk with us through our human world. 

Today Elsa's friends are coming over again.  Yogi and Lucy will be visiting.  Elsa had so much fun with them last week, it was like a party the whole time they were here.  So I will tell her as the time draws near.  I don't like to tell her too far out because then she may doubt what I tell her in the future.  About 3 min. before their arrival I will let her know.  First I will tell her that friends are coming over.  That alone stops her in her tracks and she is all ears.  Then the names will come and the excitement will begin.  She will be on very happy and tired girl today; and that is a great thing. 

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Moving and muscle



The more muscle, the easier it is to move.  



Dirt makes great traction.


Puppies should not be on a slippery surface.  Every once in a while is one thing but on a day to day they should not be.  Why?  Because they don't have the muscle to protect their joints from damage.  Wolf puppies are raised in the wild which means dirt; dirt has good traction for little toes.  When I watch videos of puppies crawling around on a slippery surface; looking very much like little seals, I shudder.  Muscle is important!

Puppies don't have enough built up muscle to protect their joints from the injury of slipping and sliding.  Even adult dogs should not be on slippery surfaces when being very active.  How many people slip and pull ACL, MCL or some other injury?  When playing you should choose a non slip surface.  Leg injuries suck.

When you have a litter of puppies or your very own little puppy, keep them on non slip.  Not everything smooth is slippery.  Different surfaces have a range of slip risks.  But if your puppies are slipping and sliding, get some carpet, fake grass or whatever for them to be running around on.  By giving them a traction capable surface you are helping them to build muscle.  Muscle that will protect their little joints.  I am a huge muscle fan, both for dogs and humans.  Lifting-for-life.blogspot.com

I hate to see dogs with no muscle.  It can mean two things, they have little muscle genetically or they don't move enough.  Even when a dog is not given a lot of muscle genetically; you can build a lot just by exercise and feeding good food.  Elsa is very muscled which makes me very happy.  She is well protected from injury and as she ages and naturally loses muscle, she has lots to spare. 

Everyone needs  muscle, even our dogs and especially our puppies.  Joints on their own are only so good, they need muscle built around them for protection.  If you have a puppy or a litter of puppies, get some traction under them.  A few steps here and there on a slippery surface is okay but no playing on a slippery surface.  Get them outside in the dirt, there is lots of traction there.  Traction helps to build muscle. 

For the adult dog/dogs in your life?  Get some muscle on that dog to help protect their joints.  

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Shades of Amber


I have to admit that I love amber (semi precious gemstone).  It is the natural aspect of it that is amazing.  Fossilized tree resin, pretty cool.  This blog has nothing to do with actual amber but watching these three play made me think of it and all of the glorious shades that can be found.


A pile of amber, dive in.


Elsa was so very excited to have her friends over; she didn't know who to play with first.


Elsa giving Lucy a chomp with Yogi coming up in the rear for his own chomp.  Lucy and Elsa get along great and play well but.  Lucy likes it a bit calmer but Yogi on the other hand. is all in.  


I just thought this was gorgeous with both Lucy and Yogi's tail plumes.  Elsa's tip can be seen in the back. 


I just love this "slice of life" image. 


Lucy was a bit jealous of Elsa and Yogi's play; after all he's still pretty new and very handsome. 



So much attention for a little man.  (Yogi is 7 months old.)


Making sure everyone knows who Yogi belongs to. 


Love Lucy's expression, she is just the sweetest Golden.  


Happy, maybe just a little. 


This photo sums up Lucy's personality.  She spotted me on the ground with my camera and came running.  


Picture perfect.  


Yes, they are BFFs.


Such a handsome little devil, who knows it.  


Girls seeking attention.  


And that's a wrap.  Resting once again on Mom's lap.  Yes, very much still a baby.  

A dog is a dog



A dog is a dog and a mutt is healthier than a purebred.    This is a common misperception and it is true and false.  I can see you all now, reading with your mouth hanging open.  Before you jump to conclusions, read on.  Dogs are dogs as far as the heart and soul of a canine.  From the tiniest 5lb pocket pooch to the 200 pound giants that walk amongst us, they are all dogs.  Whether they have very little fur, are covered in large quantities, have a long and slender faces or nearly no face at all, they are all dogs.  What is the same about each and every one is their dogness, that amazingness that can only be dog. 

The false part of the opening statement is that mutts are healthier than purebreds.  A blanket statement like that has and is thrown around all the time.  Many people say to me "oh, I want a mutt, they are healthier," or "I don't want a show dog, I just want a dog."  Well, I don't want a show dog either but I would like a healthy dog. 

You see, I have talked to people who have gone with mutts and I know many people who choose purebreds and unfortunately both sides have sad, sad stories.  Illnesses that plague dogs whether or  not they are mutts or purebreds.  What it comes down to is us, that's right, humans.  It is all on us and how much we are willing to do; are we committed to get rid of or reduce illness and disease in our dogs?  There are environmental issues that can cause illness but much of it rides on genetics and that is solely on us.  Canine genetics and health testing. 

Unlike many people, I am not horrified by the idea of mixing breeds.  What I am horrified and disgusted in, is the lack of concern for the dogs.  Whether dogs are mix or purebred, we (as in humans) should only be breeding the best.  Sadly I know many people who turn a blind eye when health issues arise.  They continue to breed dogs who have less than robust health and/or temperaments.  This is the problem, bottom line. 

Did the guy down the street who bred his beagle to the neighbors Pug do health testing?  Pretty doubtful.  Do Puppy Millers test for anything?  No, they don't care about health or anything else other than money in their pocket.  Do all purebred breeders who show their dog's test for health?  Nope. 

The whole matter is quite complicated and if you would like to really understand it all you must have an open mind.  Many people just shut down when the topic of purebred vs. mutt comes up.  They may have their own opinion and cannot fathom anything that strays from that.  My own opinion on purebred vs. mutt is a little more straight forward; health, testing, concern for our dogs. 

Being that my own breed is one of the most fluffed and sprayed breeds out there, much rides on appearance.  But to find what you are looking for as far as health; you have to get through all the fancy clips and fluff and get to the core.  Are we doing the best for our dogs concerning health?  Some are, some are not.  Just because a dog looks amazing and struts through a ring with Judge approval does not make that dog a healthy one. 

Looking at dogs 100 years from now, it could go either way.  Let's face it, human intervention is at play here.  How many dogs do we need?  Well, a lot less than are out there for sure.  As we manipulate "man's best friend," are we doing what is best for them?  I for one think dogs are amazing just because they are dogs.  But if we love them so much, shouldn't we do what is best for them?  So that we can live long and happy lives together?  I think so.

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Me and Elsa




Two weeks ago we lost our amazing, one of a kind Luke.  I don't want to dwell on his loss, his absence has left a huge void in my life.  What I'd like to talk about is the aftermath and where Elsa and I are today.  Perhaps just sharing our feelings and emotions might help others who are dealing with loss. 

Elsa is most definitely suffering from the loss.  She is happy and upbeat when we are busy but it is the quiet moments throughout the day when I see it.  She spends a great deal of time in "his spot" on the couch.  She's sighs a lot throughout the day.  I often see her lay out on the double lounge (Luke's lounge) with her head up smelling the breeze, then quickly drop her head down, letting out a big sigh.  She is still hesitating at meal time when her bowl is not the second one down.   Her sit is just a fraction of a second slower as she is still waiting for the first bowl to go down before hers. 

When we are out she is good.  I always talk and write about one on one time. If I can drive home a message that is so very important, it is this.  Elsa has always had a great deal of one on one which helps her now when there is no choice but to be just us.  If you have two, three, four or more dogs who are always together, never having experienced being alone in the world; then this time when there is no option can be made even worse.

Probably one of the most important things that Elsa is use to other than going out alone is being left alone.  Going out alone is one thing, being left behind another.  So having been used to being left behind when Luke and I went out has given her life experience that she calls upon now.  She needs to be okay being alone.  I make sure to go out each day, even if I have no where to go, I go.  I hit the gym in the morning which she is very use to but not the alone part while I'm at the gym, that is new.   Then at some time in the afternoon or early evening I go out and do errands or just go out.  When I return I make sure to not make a big deal of it.  Separation anxiety can begin after a loss like this so leaving and coming home needs to be done strategically. 

The house is quiet, too quiet. 

I too am dealing.  Loss is a very personal thing; no one can tell you how to deal, how long or anything else about it.  Every single relationship is different, so to is loss.  Keeping busy is good, but all of the stages of grief are a part of getting through it.  Allowing the tears and sadness to come is an important step towards the hurt, hurting less.  It's got to come, you must let the grieving happen.  I know far too well what keeping it all bottled up can create.  You must deal with all of the emotions or risk a meltdown at some point.  (after the loss of Tilley, explained in And Back Again)

I make sure that Elsa has a great deal of touch in her days.  As you all know she was constantly wrapped around Luke throughout her entire life, until now.  Yesterday she did her "get off the computer" routine in my office which made me smile.   She rolls onto her back and wags like crazy, snorting and wiggling like a fish.  Of course it always gets me off the computer and onto the floor with her.  We spent a great deal of time there on the floor helping each other. 

Timing is everything, nothing could be more true than that with the addition of Elsa to our lives, 3.5 years ago.  Thank goodness for Elsa.  So here we are again.  Back in the fall we had been considering the addition of a puppy; we had a choice to make when a puppy was available.  We declined that puppy.  I knew my time might be short with Luke and chose to give him all the care and time I could offer him.  Looking back, it was one of the best decisions I have ever made as was adding Elsa to our very old pack when I did.  

To the person who added the little boy to their life that we passed on; I hope that you have a long, amazing and happy life together.  For some reason he was meant to be in your life, like Luke was mine.  Timing is everything.

So with time, another will come.  I am looking, yes, but I am not ready right now.  Elsa and I will get through this.  I would love to offer her a puppy right now, at this very moment to call her own but I am afraid that I am not ready.  This has been a tough one for me, the toughest loss so far in all of my dogs.  I have always been ready to open my heart to a new family member right away.  It will be a while this time, and when the time comes to meet the next wonderful little man in my life, it will be the right time. 

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Playing with strangers


At the horse farm that I wrote about Monday, Elsa got to play with two of the owners dogs. This black and white Bully type named Dora was 8 months old but pretty intense but wanted to play after the initial meet.
 
Today's blog, Monday's and Tuesday's blogs are all about asking, reading, feedback and watching.  Many people think that you just toss your dog into the ring of life and let them figure it out.  WRONGO.  It is our job to know when and when not to allow interactions.  If we do allow an interaction it is then our job to watch and give our dog feedback.  Those who just sit back and allow their dog to do whatever it likes are failing their dogs. 

When I was speaking to the woman who owned the nice young Labrador that I wrote about yesterday; she told me about a park she goes to with lots of great dogs, except for one.  The dog is known to all and will bully young dogs relentlessly.  She explained how the owner will do nothing, stating "it's what he does."  So when he went after her young Labrador she had to leave the park or risk her Lab being hurt, traumatized or having to defend himself. 

Our dogs depend on us and if we just sit back and let other dogs abuse, bully or attack them without stepping in then they have no one.  Packs stick together, they are there when needed. 


This made me so happy to see Elsa calm and wanting to play with a Bully type.  After being attacked badly by a Bull dog less than a year ago, this was great.  

When the woman who owned this farm met Elsa she asked if her Bulldog Dora could play with her.  I asked "how old?" She was 8 months old and very friendly she told me.  Being that she was a horse person, I trusted her when she said that the dog was friendly. So I thought it would be a great time for Elsa to have a good stress release after the horses.

When she opened the door for Dora, another of her dogs ran out.  Elsa was a bit nervous as the two charged her immediately.  Then the one pictured on the left (below) in the lion clip jumped up on her.  Both Elsa and I told him that she did not appreciate that and he backed off a bit. 

It didn't take long for Dora and Elsa to get into playing.  The lion guy just basically charged and chased Elsa around but did not jump up on her again.  Elsa has a personal space and only those who she knows or quickly assesses as friends are allowed in.

They raced around for about 10 minutes when Elsa broke out of the pack to a nearby building.  I knew immediately what she needed because she left on a mission.  I called to her and she immediately came and I let her into the truck.  She was thirsty and needed water.  She drank a little, we said our goodbyes and headed for home.  

It was a great day for Elsa; with horses, new friends and more exercise.  She was exhausted from her day; stimulus knocks a dog out flat.  She was so tired that she fell asleep in the truck on the way home.     


The initial greeting had been with Elsa on leash.  But after the owner of the farm gave the okay, I let her off so that she could move freely.  She was not a big fan of the guy at the top left, he was more interested in just being the boss and not playing.  But Elsa and Dora had a very good romp, thoroughly enjoying each other.  
 
 
 
 

Do this, not that.


Watching a canine interaction from afar gives you a great deal of knowledge.  

Honestly, how many mistakes can people make with their dogs? After so many years with dogs and interacting with other people and their dogs I can honestly say that there is a never ending list of mistakes.  As I wrote in a recent blog

Do you want your dog interacting with every single dog that passes by?  Nope.  But it is up to us to control each individual situation. Sitting at the beach on the weekend I watched a woman with an adult female Rhodesian Ridgeback approach another woman with a young male Labrador Retriever.  They were both friendly but, the woman with the Ridgeback was not in control of her dog.  She had her dog on an extension leash (which should be outlawed) and was allowing her dog to hog tie the younger dog.  You could tell that the young male was friendly but apprehensive.  Being on leash changes everything; getting tangled up in each others leash can turn good into bad very quickly.  

I could see that the woman with the Lab was getting angry.  She tried to pull her boy away but the woman with the Ridgeback continued to allow her dog to pass the other and create a tangled mess.  Finally the woman with the Lab asked her to rein in and move away which the other woman did and the Lab lady thanked her.  I had the information that I needed; we were not talking to the Ridgeback lady.  The last thing I needed was Elsa being tangled up in another strange dog's leash.  So we let her pass by and waited for the little man to come by.  

I called out to her "how old?"  Which she replied "six months."  Nice, young dogs are great for meet and greets, that is if your dog likes the craziness that can come with puppies.  Elsa happens to enjoy young dogs.  So I got up and asked if Elsa could say hello?  She very appropriately asked if Elsa was friendly which I then explained "if the other dog is friendly she is."  So we allowed the two to say hello.  

Leash greetings take a great deal of strategy, even with friendly dogs.  It is always best to have dogs off leash but if you cannot then you must take great care.  You want a lose leash but you don't want leashes becoming tangled or crossing over the other.  

The owner of the male Labrador explained that her boy had been bitten in the face at his training boot camp and was now leery.  Then I explained that Elsa had been attacked by a bulldog nd chases twice by a big Bouvier which had left a huge impact on her behavior.  We talked a long while about dog parks, inconsiderate and oblivious people like the woman with the Ridgeback.  Both Elsa and the other dog were fine with each other but for some reason were not interested in play or further contact.  So respecting our dog's we chatted with each dog by our side.  Had they been off leash, things probably would have been very different.  


Holding Elsa back, waiting for the "okay" from the other owner.




They sniffed each other, had a very friendly greeting and they were done.  The young male was done with the greeting but was reaching out as he could smell the treats in my pouch.  Elsa is clearly done with this guy.  Respect that. 


When we left the beach and were walking down the path towards our truck as a man approached with his Golden Retriever.  He was allowing his dog to pull him right towards us and not until he was right on top of us did he ask if Elsa was friendly.  Seeing that he had no control over his dog and lacked any canine etiquette I said "no" and moved on.  This is one of my biggest beefs with people and dogs.  Do not assume that everyone with a dog wants to socialize.  If you would like to say "hi" then ask at a good distance and with your dog under control.  

A day at the beach has turned into a new book.  I've just started writing it so it will be a while, but stay tuned.  :)

Horsing around


This horse stepped out angrily at Elsa and she flew backwards at lightning speed.  She stayed behind her Dad for safety.  The owner explained that this one horse was a cranky guy. 

This past weekend we head out to see some possible wedding venues as my youngest daughter just got engaged on Christmas Eve.  My husband and I brought Elsa along, thinking that she would enjoy an outing with us and seeing some sights.  She'd already been out for a huge run with her Dad but we didn't want her sitting at home alone as we didn't know how long we'd be.  So into Dad's big black truck we headed South and then East.  When we arrived at Quail Haven Farm I wondered what Elsa was going to do about the horses.  She has only seen horses from afar and does not know what they are.  She typically howl barks at them until they are long out of sight.  Not knowing what they are of course she is scared of them.  So if the owner the facility was willing we would show her some, up close.

When we pulled up to the Farm, I got out first; introduced myself and asked if it was okay to let Elsa out.  She said "of course," and informed me that her own dogs were inside so Elsa was free to join us.  We had a little tour of the facilities before heading towards the barn.  Before we entered I stopped and asked again; fully explaining that Elsa would surely sound off, that much was a guarantee.  She told me that her horses were accustom to barking dogs and that it was fine.

I took a big breath, relaxed myself and head in.  Elsa sniffed like mad but seeing that had never actually met a horse in person before she didn't know what to look for.  Within minutes she spotted one and sounded the alarm.  She was barking furiously while backing up at the same time.  I never said a word until her bark changed from fearful alarm barking to just excited.  Then we waited a bit more and walked calmly out of the barn.



Dad moved over to some friendlier horses for a meet and greet.  Elsa did calm down and even relaxed enough to give a nice happy wag.   Although she kept one eye glued to the horse.  


She really was interested but scared at the same time.  I don't blame her, they are so big.  

We entered the barn again, this time Elsa was with her Dad so I could get some shots.  They stopped at a not so friendly horse stall first but it didn't take long before he showed his true colors.  He stomped towards barking Elsa with his ears pinned back.  Elsa flew back in fear (appropriately) and they moved onto to the other horses who were not phased by her barking.  At first she was just afraid and barking but quickly she became interested but scared to see the horses. Only moments later the barking was turning to much calmer "there are very big scary things here" barking and she was even wagging.  We did not leave the barn until Elsa had calmed enough to walk out in a relaxed manner.  Allowing her to bolt away out of the barn would have only fueled her fears.  Perhaps we'll get another chance for some horse socializing again sometime soon.  As horses are not a part of our regular life I'm not too too worried about it.

This was a great experience for Elsa.  Seeing how quickly she went from completely scared to very interested in such a short time; I have no doubt that she would get over her "horse thing" with only a couple more visits.  The owner was extremely nice to allow us to bring Elsa in to see the horses.  It was a very controlled situation and the horses were very use to barking dogs. 

Of course if Elsa did get over her "horse thing," I would still not allow her to roam free around them.  Many dogs are kicked in the head and an inexperienced one would have a higher risk of it.  Always better to be safe than sorry. 

Mental stimulation like this is exhausting for dogs.  Much more so than just a run in the park.  She'd also got to meet some dogs after the park and had a run with them (more on them in tomorrow's blog).  She was exhausted Saturday evening, of course she still had a bit of energy left for a few ball tosses before passing out. 

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Re-post - 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?

Friends



Penny arrived on Saturday to an elated Elsa.  Although Elsa adores Penny and is always happy to see her I have never seen the level of joy she showed this time.  Losing a friend is tough for a dog.  So with Penny by her side Elsa has been dealing with loss, with a little help from her friend. 




Penny went home last night, so today Elsa will be dealing.  She has been doing very well although she is most definitely suffering from his loss.  As I said, she was by his side when he left us so she knows what happened to him (which I will write about later). But this does not take away the loss.  She must deal with his absence. 

Like us, dogs are all different.  Elsa will need time, more so because she was constantly tending to Luke in their day to day together.  She was regularly wrapped around him in her need for touch and closeness.  Her loss is a big one. 

Keeping busy is important.  Elsa got to enjoy more friends yesterday when her very good friend Yogi came to visit.  She adores him and the two get along amazingly.  He is six months old and keeps up nicely with Elsa's play demands.  Yogi also got to meet Penny and Penny Yogi.  It was a morning filled with fun for Elsa, and a good distraction. 

I always describe Elsa as bubblecious, it is the best word to describe her.  She has a zest for life and her bubble cup overflows when she has her friends around.  We will hit the park today for the first time since last Thursday and hopefully there will be friends to see.  Exercise is also very important; especially in a dog like Elsa.  So both her and I will be hitting the gym so to speak. 

When we are home, the friends are gone and it is quiet, reality sets in.  A few of Elsa's bubbles have been popped and she must deal. 

A goodbye



"Life is made up of meetings and partings. That is the way of it." Kermit the frog. 

Luke Regalbuto August 16, 2000 - January 16, 2015


A tender moment between Dad and Luke a year ago.  

The time between a meeting and a passing is far too short.  From the moment I met him, I knew he was different.  It was a chance meeting but one that was meant to be and altered our life from that moment on.  

We lost our beloved Luke this last Thursday, quietly and peacefully at home with my husband, Elsa and I at his side.   


A very confident young man.

I have been blessed to share my amazing boy with people around the world and because of that, many are now grieving at his passing.  Some have known Luke for a very longtime and enjoyed him in both his young crazy years and his golden ones.  Luke changed immensely over the years; going from a hard headed, strong willed love to a mellow love in his later years.  Luke was a lover, not a fighter.  When he was challenged as was the case often for such a confident guy, he simply smiled, looked at me and left the other dog wondering where he was going. 

He had an amazing sense of humor and found joy in the little things in life.  Luke savored every moment, and taught us to do the same.  His favorite thing in life was down time.  Those quiet moments when you sit and just hang together; and every night he would stand in the kitchen door waiting for us to go downstairs to watch television. I have never in all of my life learned more from one dog.  I will never be the same because of Luke.    



Luke changed many lives.  


I met Luke when visiting a trainer friend of mine who had a litter of poodles.  I figured that I should see her puppies before they were gone but was not looking for myself.  When I entered the backyard, they were all asleep except Luke.  From the moment we met eyes, our life, connection and fused heart was fate.  When I left her house I could not get him out of my thoughts and 5 weeks later it all began.  


He was Elsa's heart as well 





Luke was both a breeze and a challenge as a youngster.  He had his own way of doing things but loved to learn and was very enthusiastic about the process.  As he learned so did I.  

But as he aged, he mellow and anything that had been a challenge soon diminished.   



He was a travelling man.  Not only did Luke take the huge road trip from CA to CT, AND BACK AGAIN.  But he went to OR and hit the vineyards with Elsa.  

He also loved the beach and always had his happy face on with the sand and surf in his toes.




Being his devilish self with Tilley. 


A heart-breaker.



A dog this special should be shared with many.



Luke was my heart, there is now a huge hole where he lived for 14.5 years.  I cannot believe that we got to share our lives with Luke; to be called Luke's Mom and Dad.  He was my Pumpkin, Punk, Love Man, Little Man, Love Boy and a handful of other names I gave him over the years.  Even though he was very much a Momma's boy, he was also Dad's boy.  They spent hour upon hour hiking and exploring together and when they returned home, Luke would not leave my husband's side.  It was their time as guys and he and his Dad loved every second. 



Elsa was by his side as he left; she knows that he is gone although she is suffering the loss deeply.  



What a face.  


I have never seen a dog adore another like Elsa did Luke. 





It is hard to imagine a life without Luke.  That fateful day back in November 2000 changed mine and many lives forever.  


He will be desperately missed.  

There has been a drastic change.

Yesterday our lives took a turn for the worst.  We (Luke, Elsa and I) started our day much as we always do.  I asked Luke if he wanted to go for a walk; I always do these days and leave the decision up to him.  If he does not get off of his bed then he stays home but yesterday he ran down to the garage door and waited to go.  He hadn't eaten his snack in morning which is not out of the norm for him.  A little walk in the park almost always gets him eating.  So off we went.

He didn't walk far before he stopped and looked at me.  Our eyes met and I knew in an instant what he was telling me.  I very gently lifted him into his Doggyride and we continued for our short walk.  I lifted Luke into the truck and we headed for home.  Once home I got both Luke and Elsa into the house and settled before unloading his buggy.  When I went into the house Luke was in the family room in an odd position.  I asked him "did you fall and can't get up?" as I lifted him to his feet and helped him to get upstairs. 

As per usual, we spent the next hour in my office for cool down time before breakfast.  Before heading down to the kitchen Luke began to cough.  Then sat with an open mouth as if you couldn't catch his breath.  I carried him down to "his" spot in the living room and placed my ear to his chest.  He breathing was shallow.  I immediately got on the phone to his specialist and made an appointment.  By the time we got to the vet which was a mere 1 1/2 later he could not stand.  This had NEVER happened before.   I carried him across the parking lot and into the office; laying his blanket on the floor for him to lay if he wanted.  He immediately lay down and rested his head.  I knew it was serious. 

They called Luke to the back and I hoisted him once again into my arms, thinking it was a good thing that he is as skinny as he is.  They came immediately in and got the full rundown.  He was going in for a chest x-ray.  The young girl told me that someone would come to carry him to the back and I assured her that someone would be me.  I brought him to the back and lay him down once again.  He was calm and quiet, very different than the norm. 

I waited back in the room alone.  I texted my family to let them know what was going on before the Vet came in to give me the results.  When she came in without Luke, I knew.  "There has been a drastic change" she started with.   The tumor has metastasized and is now in his lungs.  The original tumor in his liver is now giant and taken over and bleeding.  A flood of memories fell over me as she explained how it is common with spleen and liver tumor.  It is what had taken Tilley exactly three years before. 

Getting the Vets. professional opinion on when and if we could have more time; she sent  me home with medication and a recommendation for steak, ice cream and fritos.  Basically whatever the man wanted which I explained was already the norm.  I love Luke's specialist, she is a very special woman.  I got myself together and carried Luke to the truck to go home.  As I got close to the truck a man stood a couple of cars over and I shouted to him to please help.  He opened the truck door for me and I placed my most precious cargo inside.  Homeward bound. 

Wednesday January 14, 2015



Luke in his younger years, always a happy man.  


I'm sitting in bed listening to Luke's stomach.  He has always had a gurgley stomach but now it's re-goddamndiculous.  I am use to his stomach making noise.  Over the years about every couple of weeks his stomach would gurgle in the morning and he would not eat.  The trick was always to take him out on a walk where he likes to snack non stop and get him snacking.  Once he had a bit of food in there all was fine.  But now it is happening every couple of days.  We are not sure if it is the antibiotics that he is on or what but the cure is still the same.  I have to get food into him. 

A couple of weeks ago it got so loud in my office that I thought that he might explode.  He does not get bloated, as is a common issue with this breed, just loud.  Once I can get something into him he moves on past the gurgles and is fine.  The problem is that he obviously doesn't feel well when his stomach sounds like this so he does not want to eat.  I have only once resorted to force feeding and typically just get out on a walk where he likes to eat. 

He has a couple of other things going on right now so I will be calling the Vet. yet again.  I had to run out early this morning and when I returned he was up and alert in his bed.  He was wagging opened mouthed and I even got the paw.  The paw comes out reaching when he is really happy and I have to admit it melts my heart to see him so happy.  

How lucky am I to have my boy at 14.5 years now?  He has made it to this amazing age with epilepsy, now liver cancer and many other things due to very old age.  Very old age?  I never thought Luke would make it to old.  Yep, proud to say that he is very old and still loving his life.   :)

And Back Again



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Life is a story


I am very excited to say that my second novel And Back Again is now available.  Over three years ago a huge life challenge was put before us.  For those of you who read 'PBJ and me' you know what my 21 year old (at the time) son Brad and I went through on our road trip from California to Connecticut with our four dogs.  And Back Again is the continuation of our story; starting from the first full day at our destination.  It was an emotional time for everyone involved and over the months of writing and re-writing and reading, reading, reading it was emotional. 

The book covers both canine and human behavior with regards to life challenges.  I wrote the story in hopes that it might help someone. Perhaps dealing with canine behavior issues, maybe a dog who is growing old, life change or general life challenges.  I still look back and shudder at much of it, and am forever changed.  

It is a crazy story but it is mine.  I lived it and can now look back at it as quite the experience.  The story picks up where PBJ and me left off.  We had just landed in Connecticut after a grueling 6 day drive across the country from sunny California.  Much would be dealt with in the following months.  A strange environment, a new home, the loss of our most senior canine pack member and a new life all lay ahead of us. 

And Back Again - also available on Amazon. And Back Again will also be available in ebook shortly.  I will post it on my Just dogs with Sherri Facebook when it is available.  

I had a wonderful editor (Emily Smith) for my book; one that I just stumbled upon in Vegas, oddly enough.  She is amazing and really pushed me to bring more to the story.  Sometimes just one question from her would bring up a whole plethora of memories; ones that had seemed in the big picture, minor at the time. 

I hope that if you read the book, you enjoy it.  Life is a story

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Life with dogs



Must be nice.  

From dead asleep my eyes flew open and I was up.  Making my way to the patio door where I could see a blonde figure standing waiting.  The heaving had woke me up; I was sure that it was Luke.  There had been only a couple of heaves before she puked up the first pile on the carpet in front of the door.  It was Elsa, not Luke.  I felt like I was still asleep fumbling to open the freaking door.  Finally it opened  and out she went to continue her vomiting.  She is such a good girl, she knows to head out the patio door.  Ever since we moved to the house with the patio door it has been used for the midnight pukes.   No more trying to get down the stairs and out the kitchen to the yard before someones stomach contents emerged onto the carpet.

I stood waiting and thinking as she finished up.  "What did they eat last night?" I thought to myself.  Nothing out of the ordinary, a great turkey dinner but nothing new.  Then I remembered the brussel sprouts, "I bet that's was it is" I said out loud.  Elsa glanced over at me and moved to the door, she was done.  She ran in and straight to the bedroom door.  She was now wagging madly, happy and no doubt wanted to go out for a pee.  After all it was morning, 4:00 am is morning right?  Geesh.

Back in bed with Miss Elsa draped across my lap; I could feel her quickly slip into sleep mode.  "Ahhhh, must be nice" I thought as I lay there for over an hour and a half, unable to do what Elsa was, sleep. 

Elsa has always had a sensitive stomach as far as items remaining in there.  When I gave her the brussel sprouts the night before, they had been whole.  It was a treat, not chopped up in her own dinner.  They were roasted and soft with a firm center which she had obviously swallowed whole.  They sat in her stomach trying to be digested until 4:00am which seems to be evacuation time.  So out they came and there they sat on my balcony.  The exterior had been digested and just the firm center remained.  Note to self, chop brussel sprouts when giving them to Elsa. 

At some point I fell back asleep after 5:34am because I clearly remember looking at the clock at that time.  But it was to be a short nap before the real morning began.  Elsa shot up in a flash and I could hear that Luke was getting up.  She always wants to be the first out the door, down the stairs and wherever we are going.  When Luke stirs, she's up.  My head was now in a fog of grogginess.  "I should have just got up at 5:34 am" I thought to myself.  I would have been tired but not groggy. 

I grabbed a robe and asked Luke and Elsa to wait before opening the door.  Elsa always flies out like she's on a mission and I have to get a hold of Luke before he heads down.  He's pretty good at getting down the stairs but every once in a while he stumbles so I am always there to catch him if needed.  Once out they both find a spot to pee and rush back in.  Upstairs for morning snacks and blogging.  Ahhhh, life with dogs.  :) 

Getting to know that dog of yours



Do you understand dog behavior?  I mean real dog behavior?  Many people think they understand it but few actually do.  If you live with a dog you should do some reading and find out about your dog.  Over the years I have met many, many people who have no idea about dog behavior.  Even people who have lived with dogs for years, can still know nothing about dogs.  Why?  Because if we don't do some research and learn how dogs are different from us; then we typically just take what our dogs do and put a human twist on it. How many dog behavior articles have you pushed aside, thinking that you didn't need to read them?

There is a great deal of information out there; much of which can be misleading.  I recommend sticking with the material that is either scientifically based or comes from someone who is into the positive form of behavior modification.  You see the old ways of doing things, attempting to change behavior by the yank and choke method teaches little to either dog or human.  Yanking on the dog was and is for some trainers still a method to stop the dog from doing something that the human doesn't want.  It gives no option of an appropriate alternative; stated by the yank as a "just stop" order. 

In our day to day life with dogs, we need to be able to read what they are saying and get our message across to them.  If you do not understand how dogs communicate then you are not going to be able to do any communicating. When humans treat dogs as humans, everything goes awry.  We, as in humans tend to see canine behaviors and interpret them into human.  Even some dangerous behaviors are seen as cute when humans turn the situation into human.

There are so many canine videos out there being posted as cute that are simply not cute.  Many are seen as cute because the human does not understand canine communications.  Like the one of the Siberian husky objecting to going in his crate by vocalizing.  The owner continues to push so that we can all see the adorable objections from his dog.  So many people thought that this is just adorable when it is anything but. 

Don't even get me started on all of the baby and dog videos.  Sure there are cute ones out there but many people see dangerous ones as cute because they don't understand canine behavior or signals.  Unless you learn about canine behavior, signals and communications then you cannot understand what you are seeing.  Most recently I watched a dog trying to shake a baby from his dog bed as the parents sat laughing.  Nothing cute about it. 

Almost everyone has a dog; but very few take the time to really learn about dogs.  It is the one "pet" and I hate to even use the "pet" term but use it to make a point.  If you were getting a pot bellied pig, you would do a ton of research about pigs.  If you were to add a miniature horse to your family; you would probably do a great deal of research on these little guys, correct?  You would want to know all about your new addition.  But not dogs, dogs have been by our side for so long that many don't even think about them being so different than us. 

Dogs are very different from us.  They are not little furry humans.  They are highly intelligent, far more intelligent than most people give them credit.  They can adapt to living in our crazy human world; melding with ease and do for the most part, what we ask of them. We should at least learn a little bit about the dog we live with.  

Do you know what your dog is saying?  Do you know how to properly communicate with your dog? 

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Sneak peek - And Back Again


Elsa wanting to go out and play but it was pouring.  Taken in Connecticut.  


My second novel "And Back Again" will be available this weekend, stay tuned.  Here is a sneak peek.  

After prying Elsa away from her new friend, we had a wonderful walk in the snow. It was quiet, the sort of quiet that only a fresh thick layer of snow gives you as it muffles the noise all around. We walked along a creek and Luke got to be off leash for a bit. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to let Elsa off being that I didn’t know who else might have been around a corner. I always choose to be more cautious rather than have a problem. After we got deeper into the woods she got to be off for a few moments; long enough to snorfle around at the edge of the creek, returning to us covered in leaves and other stuff. She was going to need a brushing for sure. Her puppy coat was glorious, but it was long and a lot of work to keep it looking beautiful.

Elsa waited patiently as I got Luke safely into the car. He was already starting to have problems with this task. He needed help so that he did not fall while trying to jump. I’d trained him to place his front feet up in the back of the SUV and then I would lift him the rest of the way. Having an older or handicapped dog jump up and miss the mark can have catastrophic results, so he’d already gotten used to being hoisted. They both had a small drink of water, as is customary after each walk, and we were on our way home.

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