A change is gonna come…

Besides school, coaching, and my shelter work, I have clients to care for in my dog training/cat sitting business. I’ve been taking care of Beckett since last summer, and it’s been fantastic to watch her grow up!

Beckett is a purebred Lagoto, which is sort of like an Italian (rather that Portuguese) water dog, and she is just a couple of months older than Faegan. She and Fae play really well together, and she has even come over for a long playdate.

Recently, I have been working on loose-leash walking with Faegan and with Beckett. I learned a new teaching technique at the shelter, and it has been working like magic! Before this, I had been doing a lot of the “tree” technique where you just stop when the dog pulls, and then keep walking or maybe click and treat or maybe treat when the dog is walking the right way. I am all for clicking and treating, but my issue with this method is that I was never entirely sure what I was clicking and treating FOR – what was the behavior I wanted? “Loose leash walking” is hard to measure and hard to define in an exact way. Anyway, new methods are going well, and here’s the video I made for Beckett’s moms! It has music but you can watch it on mute, too.

What are your magical training hurdles? Anything that it has taken you awhile to figure out, but then it clicked?

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Vacation week, woo hoooo!

It’s school vacation week for me and for my rowers, which means that I am just hanging out, relaxing. Shootin’ the breeze. Drinking mimosas every morning. In fact, here is the view from my window.

(personal photo)

Oh, hang on a minute, I just woke up. Vacation week means MORE TIME TO DO ALL THE THINGS. Like, you know, work, and prepare for the classes I don’t actually have to attend this week. In fact, I’m late for work as we speak!

So I leave you with a photo of what came in the mail this weekend. Fun times.

mah belleh is so nekkid! (that's right, fae doesn't know how to spell)

luckily i got this kickass hoodie to keep me warm.

Daphne hates wearing clothes, thus no adorable pictures of her from this weekend… but here’s a sad, sad picture from three years ago, when I happily ignored her desire to curl up and die of embarrassment.

the torture!

remarkably tolerant

Whose day isn’t made better by photos of dogs in clothes? okay, usually mine. But not today! Happy Tuesday everyone!

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I’m not comparing puppies or anything, but…

… I am definitely preparing to compare puppies.

Today, Faegan turns 9 months old! Happy sort of birthday, Faegan!

brand new puppy, ~4 months old, just 2 days after we got her

Much less gangly, more solid puppy, last Sunday, almost 9 months old!

Nine months is an important measuring stick for me, because that’s how old Daphne was when I adopted her. Okay, the real comparisons will come in two weeks, because Daph was exactly 9.5 months old when I brought her home, but 9 months still feels like a milestone. When I adopted Daphne, she had some normal puppy issues: she barked through the night for several nights in a row; she had accidents in the house; she was afraid of other dogs and didn’t know how to play with them; she was terrified of strangers and I didn’t know how to handle that.

Now, Daphne knows which dogs she wants to play with and how to play well with them; the rest, she ignores. She sleeps through the night and has even graciously donated her crate to Faegan (it’s so roomy!), and for all we know, she sleeps happily on her bed in the living room (though we admit that not seeing her on the couch doesn’t mean she wasn’t sleeping on the couch).  She has never had an accident in our last three homes, and she only barks to protect us all. She’s very good at protecting us all. Also? We can have almost all visitors petting her within half an hour of their arrival. Major progress.

Daphne on the day she came home

With all of that in mind, Fae is not doing too badly.** All of her “problem” behaviors are things we can work on: chasing cats, building a reliable recall. Yup, those are pretty much her only issues. We’ve been working on her leash walking and she is a *rockstar* (plus I’m an amazing trainer, duh. Slash she loves liver and will do anything for it, take your pick of which of those answers seems more feasible.). We changed the stuff that’s in her crate and she’s not destroying it nearly as much (ahem, or we just don’t care and she already pulled all the stuffing out, so there’s no more to pull out? Again, take your pick.).

Anyway, we’re all settling in to this two dog household thing, and both dogs remind me to appreciate certain qualities in the other one. I’m pretty happy where we are. Thanks, dogs.

Do you compare your beasts? Are they similar or different, and do you appreciate or resent those differences?

**Okay, maybe I am comparing puppies. Oh well. I find them both satisfactory.

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My, what a small brain you have.

Okay, I don’t actually think that I am dumb, but I occasionally make mistakes that have everyone (especially me) saying “WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?”

Generally, I would not admit to these mistakes on the internet. I would keep the image the internet has of me: the internet thinks I’m perfect and I wouldn’t want to ruin that image of me. Sadly, maybe we have reached that point in our relationship. The honeymoon goggles are coming off.

A week or so ago, we received a beautiful bouquet of flowers. They lit up the room; they smelled amazing. They made us smile when we thought of the friends who had given them to us. Yes, we noticed there were lilies in the bouquet, but we put them up high where the dogs can’t get to them, and the cats are no longer coming downstairs since we have the puppy. Therefore, this bouquet was safe for us to have.

If you read that last paragraph and are totally confused about why I would be concerned, it’s because lilies are super duper toxic to animals, especially to cats. When I worked at the cat hospital, we had a client come in who had sniffed a lily, and they were sent immediately to the emergency hospital for intravanous fluids and bloodwork. The vet I worked with had seen a cat die from the owners not taking the lily thing seriously; 12 hours later, it was too late.

Funny story for us? I had to take Fae back to the vet to get her eye rechecked.

waiting for the vet, tail wagging like crazy

When I got home five hours later, we found the baby gate to the cats was open, the vase was on the floor, and pieces were taken out of the lilies. We called three vets and the animal poison control line, and every single one of them said TAKE THEM IN RIGHT NOW. More funny (if funny=not funny at all)? We didn’t know which cat it was. So we had to take both of them.

You guys, it turns out lilies are really super duper toxic, even just the pollen. Really, the people we talked to said that if they got it on their paws and then licked it, that could kill them. By the time you start to see symptoms in your pet, it’s already too late. The toxins attack their kidneys and you don’t see anything on the outside until they are in organ failure. It’s scary! And of course the other frustrating side of it is that they seem to be fine until they’re not.

From Animal Poison Control Website: click for link

So here’s my lesson to you: don’t keep lilies in your house. Lots of dollars later, our cats are fine; maybe they would have been without the weekend in the hospital or all of that money, but maybe they wouldn’t have been – and we could have prevented it. Also, maybe don’t trust that your cats stay where you want them to. Herding cats? That’s a thing that no one is good at doing.

Anyone else with some good veterinary horror stories? I should add that Faegan is all better. No more cone! Lots more playing. I hope the amount of time I have spent at the vet in the past two weeks means I’m all set for the year.

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Wordless Wednesday: Bliss

(Okay, so I suck at actually wordlessness. This was taken during my few minutes of non “workworkwork” last Sunday. Post-hike in the woods, the three of us settled down in the one patch of sun in the living room.  Love.)

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