Sunday, February 24, 2013

Two Happy Families

This is why I do what I do! I have never really understood the whole "how do you let them go?" question. When I see the happy family picking up the happy dog, it's just 'right'. A dog comes into my life for a short period and I get to enjoy them and then I let them go on to a lifetime of more happiness and the next in-need dog gets their spot. To me, that's just more happiness for me to witness and be apart of.

So here are the family shots I took of the two fosters getting adopted today. They literally overlapped, their people arriving within 10 minutes of each other, and signing papers together. Wrangler's family was going to come get him tomorrow, but we're too excited. They just had to come get him today :)

Here is Polly (now Annie) with her happy new family.
She jumped right into the back of the truck  and off she went.

And here is Wrangler (to be renamed), with his family.
Ewan, the son is especially in love, and Wrangler LOVES the kids.
It's true, there are some of them that leave bigger pawprints than others (looking at Trunk and Penny as the front runners with the biggest pawprints left), but it's about forever. I can't give every dog forever, but I can give them a few weeks or a few months to find forever.

Sometimes I think I'll take a break from fostering, but reality is this: I'm a bridge, and though it might make life a little more hassled for a week or two, the benefit to the individual dog that comes here is huge. If they are from Northern BC, they get the chance in a city to have numerous applications and very rarely stay past two weeks -though are welcome longer if they need. For the Taiwanese guys it's even more dire. Without a Canadian foster home, even the golden retrievers languish for months. But bring them to Victoria and you're looking at a maximum 2 week holding period on a golden retriever.

Is my two weeks of peace more important than helping a dog find a forever home. Call me a sucker, but to me, when I know I can place a dog quickly, I'm more apt to say "send them" regardless if my sanity could use some recharging.

But I get some recharging for the next week or so. We'll probably have a new incoming from Taiwan first week of March as there's a flight scheduled, but I'm not sure who is coming yet.

This pup IS coming though, to foster with a co-worker of mine. She is a miniature bull terrier mix!! 4-5 month old female. Not quite 20 pounds, and will probably double. I don't think she'll last long!
Leila is grateful to have the chance to come to Canada, where she will find a family she can grow up with!
Chances are it'll be another younger pup for me too. With so many applications for Wrangler and his siblings from across all demographics too (single guys, families, retired people, young couples, dog experienced and no experience) there's definitely a lot of people looking for a (rescue) puppy right now.

So for me, the happiness of fostering comes exactly in what fostering means. Seeing the dog through until they find their forever after. I'm grateful for the many dogs I've been able to be the bridge for. To see them on the other side is priceless.

Friday, February 22, 2013

Wrangling the Videos

Bunch of videos from tonight. Cause movement is just so much fun :) This is a typical evening here until 9pm when Jinks decides to put herself to bed. Except tonight, she is still kicking up steam. It was raining until early afternoon so apparently she decided to skip her normal walk in favor for an extra nap. I'm paying for it now, when I want to settle down for the night! Can't have it both ways I guess. I was the one who at noon went "Oh, it's downpouring, you don't want a walk and want to go back to bed, sounds good to me!!"

 
 Night time is good time for some play time.

 
And some more playtime.

 
Lemon is Crazy by the Way...

 
Couch Shenanigans
 
 
I love this one! Everyone gets a sweet potato chew, and Wrangler hangs out with Beckett. Notice how cute his tail is wrapped around :)
 
                                              Wrangler is really the calm one in this group...

Wrangler meets with an applicant tomorrow. He is a lovely little people's dog. At daycare he followed me around despite 15 other playmates (he played with Lemon a bit, but otherwise was his typical cling-on self). When I left the room he found the nearest set of legs and followed them instead. Yep, he be a people's dog.

In other quick news, we have a Polly in the house today. She has a pre-approved adoption, but needs to meet with the child in the home before anything is signed. So, I said I would take her on for a few days, and if necessary continue to foster her. I highly doubt I will need to continue fostering her. She is a very nice girl, a nice amount of energy and a nice amount of lazy. Kids, cats, dogs, chickens, good with everyone.

Pretty Polly, the two year old retriever (yes, she is white around the face, but her teeth are really nice, so I think the age is approximately accurate.):
Not too pleased with this photoshoot.

Body shot.

Loyal face.
She also meets with her most-likely new family tomorrow. But as always, it's not an adoption until they are signed, sealed and delivered!

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Like Mum, Like Dog...

I wish I could say I'm more like Beckett than Lemon, but fact of the matter is that little dog is pretty much the spitting image of her mum. Stubborn, likes to be annoying, highly capable but not highly willing. Doesn't like being told what to do...

Also, likes to annoy her siblings.

Jerrad left balls out for the dogs tonight (I never leave them out inside, it just causes too much crazy and my dogs all learn to be chill inside. So there's just good chew dogs). Anyway, I come in to find Lemon on the dog bed with all four of the balls, just sitting there guarding them. The dog that hasn't shown interest in a ball in her life with FOUR on her bed. But hey, the fun is tormenting Jinks who is ball-obsessed unless there's a good dog to herd around instead. She has my sense of humor.

She always looks like trouble. Maybe this is why no one wanted to adopt her...





Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Wrangler Pictures


Wrangler the Wiggler is settling in just great in foster boot-camp. Since the first evening he was here he's earned off-leash privileges in the big field -actually today he hasn't been on a leash at all, even when we went for a little pack walk at the park-, and is almost always right by your feet. For the guess of his mix being border collie x Karelian Bear Dog, I would have thought he'd have a lot more energy, but really he's content to have a little pee, a little play and go back to snuggling on the couch with a chew bone. He is teething like a demon so it's important for us to have good chew toys out for him so he doesn't try chewing on a dog bed, or us! He is no worse than any other puppy his age though, it's just a part of being a puppy. We're going to see if we can track down one of those toys you can put water in and freeze, so when the puppy chews on it, it's nice and cold on their teeth. Instead of water we'll probably fill it with beef broth.

He is happily crated (after the initial 3-4 minute whine the very first time in, until I threw a good meaty bone in there for him) and was great today left for three hours while Jerrad went out. Not a peep when we left, or when we came back. Outside of his crate he can be a whiny little thing though. He got a good bath today, so hopefully that will take any whining out of itchiness out of him.

He can be shy with people and a little intimidated with bigger dogs when he first meets them, but that should go away the more he is exposed to life as a city dog. He will come to daycare with me on Friday so that he gets to wade his way in. Tuesday is just too crazy a day to start a slightly intimidated pup into the general population. Monday he was too sleepy to crawl off the couch so I just left him home.

Here are some pictures from today. I think he'll make a fantastic family dog for someone with older children (10+) (younger if the family is keen on training), or for someone that just wants a loyal friend. Though he gets along with dogs, he is really a person's dog and once he picks that person he is yours forever. 

Oh, and so far, 0 prey drive indicators whatsoever. No interest in the barn cats, chickens or geese that shoot up from the when Jinks runs out to catch her first ball of the play time. It's possible given his mix that he might grow into some more prey drive, but I think he would do fine to live with a confident cat, on a farm, etc.

Pictures:


Lemon ruins all the pictures.

Doing a jig.

Itchy.

Look foster mum, no head.

The white side.

The loyal watch dog at my feet.

After long-legged Jinks.

Being a goof.

Couch-potato. Border Collie mix in appearance only ;)

Hanging out with Uncle Beckett.
Oh, and one of Jinks for good measure. Wrangler was hard to take pictures of as he was either at my feet, or his eyes don't easily show up from his dark face. So I busied myself taking pictures of Jinks in between bouts of trying to get decent pictures of him.

A Right Good-Looking Teenager



Sunday, February 17, 2013

Guess What?

I didn't get Guess. Not so much a surprise! Nothing is final until they arrive it seems. So, instead we are fostering Guess' brother Wrangler. He played a little shy at first -it's a scary experience to leave all your siblings, take a big drive and end up with lots of new people and on a ferry to boot!-. However I have a secret weapon and it's called: McDonalds. I have not met a dog shy enough to withstand the aroma of a tasty, greasy, horrible but altogether tasty McDonalds hamburger patty. On a bad day, you will usually find me in the drive-thru for a Bacon Cheeseburger deluxe too. If I can't escape the power of McDonalds neither can a dog who has a nose a million times more sensitive than mine.

So, needless to say after all of a minute, Wrangler decided he wasn't so shy, and that we were suddenly the best thing on earth. He is a little velcro pup -much like Cheddar (now Bogey) was. He is underfoot and always looking up at you. I have cuddled him extensively :). I might even decide to bring him to bed with me.

Right now he is happily chewing away on his tasty chewy snack. He peed outside as soon as he hit grass. Jinks is peeved he hasn't shown any interest in playing with her. She looks at me like "I think you brought home a dysfunctional one, this one doesn't play."

Some pictures soon. It's kind of nice only having one new foster to integrate and worry about.

He might pull a fast one in the next few days and suddenly get lots of energy, but so far I don't see more than a nice medium energy.

Oh, and bonus: Jinks seems to have MOSTLY got over her stupid guarding food tendencies. You can give everyone a chewy treat now and even if she's finished hers, she won't go and snipe at others. AND if someone is finished before her and comes to snoop she doesn't give them a lash out. Lots of maintenance to go with it, but a big improvement from where she started. Beckett was instrumental in sorting her out though.

Pup update soon,
Emily Out

Friday, February 15, 2013

The Importance of Crate-Training -a revisit

I was asked the other day by a well-meaning woman "Why should you crate-train a puppy. It's like a jail cell."

"I'm at home all the time," she continued, "I took six months off to raise my puppy. They come EVERYWHERE with me."

Lots of responses popped into my head, but a couple of big questions too.

First off, what happens at the end of six months when you go back to work? You suddenly have a six month old pup that is used to having you around at all times. Regardless if you crate or not, if you don't leave small periods of time where the dog has to get used to being by itself, you're going to create separation anxiety in some form. Secondly: if you gave a child unlimited freedom to do whatever they wished when they first started to crawl, can you imagine the trouble they will get themselves into, without you there to save them from it. You'd probably have someone call social services on you.

If you want horror stories I've heard it all. Couches torn apart and dogs choking to death on random things chewed and swallowed in the house, car wires ripped out on a 15 minute trip to the grocery store while puppy was in the car, a robber breaking into a house that the pup went running and got hit by traffic because he wasn't confined. And for one close to home, a young pup in my own puppy class whose mum ran to get the telephone while her pup was still playing outside. While she wasn't able to pay strict attention to her puppy, he managed to chew neighbors' plants through the fence and half an hour later had to be rushed to the emergency vet clinic with seizure like symptoms to get his stomach pumped. $2000 vet bill, that quickly. And it could have been worse.

But instead of all the horror stories, instead I asked the woman: "Do you have children?"
"Yes," the woman said.
"When your child was only a few months old, what happened when you needed to shower?"
She paused.
"Or when they needed a nap," I prodded her towards my answer.
"They were in their crib," she said.
"Is a crib a jail cell?" I asked.
"No," she said, "but she whines so much sometimes."
Aha, I had gotten to the gist of it. Puppy doesn't enjoy her crate, so woman has decided it's evil.

So, it takes a different light sometimes to put things in perspective.
You can choose to see a crate as a jail cell, I choose to see it more as a "crib".

We don't let our babies sleep on cushions in our room. No, we put them in a place where they are safe from the world, where we can sleep in peace knowing they won't get into anything, and where they learn to rest. Babies fuss in their cribs sometimes, so too do puppies in their crates, but it shouldn't be a reason to give up the crate or the crib. With crate games and giving value to the crate, we build a positive association, keep our pups safe from the world, and our house safe from our pups.

For puppies it's usually as simple as ALL GOOD STUFF IN MY LIFE COMES FROM THE CRATE for a few days to a week, and weaning off of it for a week or two. All meals come in the crate, all treats come in the crate, all toys are in the crate. I always give an hour or so naptime throughout the day, even to young foster pups. They usually end up with a turkey neck to chew on. Boo-ya, crate can't be so bad if there's a turkey neck in here! For the fussier puppies, we play 'in and out' games, where the dog is rewarded every time they enter the crate, and don't get rewarded at all for coming out. Soon you have a dog that would rather just stay in the crate.

The key is that the crate has lots of value. At night here, pups get their supper in their crate and it's bedtime. Even Cheddar who was one of those 'fussy' puppies within a week trotted into his crate at night (though he'd try to sneak in with Jinks first). He would sometimes have to pee middle of the night, but that's okay. If he whines/howls like he's gotta pee, take him out for a few minutes, and then bring him right back in to his crate. When they gotta go they gotta go!

What the crate also allows, besides the very important safety aspect, is that you get to supervise all behaviors and nip anything undesirable in the butt toot suite. If your dog is loose and you are away and they are practicing barking at people as they pass by the house, or guarding toys from another dog, or chewing something they shouldn't, you can't step in and intervene to redirect to what they should be doing instead. It's very easy to have bad behaviors start because a dog has too much freedom. The isn't due to lack of training on the people's part, it's due to behaviors being reinforced by the dog themselves.

Think of it this way: would you leave your 3 year old home alone without a babysitter? No. You wouldn't leave them alone in a crib either (but that would be safer!), but the principal is the same.

This is a baby who needs supervision when they are out. Even someone who is home most of the day will go through moments where they have a long telephone conversation with someone, or they take a long shower, or perhaps they want to have a romantic supper and don't want to worry about the puppy while they have a drink or two, etc, etc. All good moments to put pup in a crate with a tasty goodie. Think of it as kind of like sitting your kid in front of the TV, but with more educational results.

Goodie in crate -AWESOME-. Instead of "Oh, mum's occupied, let's pull all the toilet paper off the roll" Oh that's awesome! In this way, you get to decide what's so awesome. I had a client at the daycare ask me how to stop their dog begging at the table. I said "go throw something in his crate and close it for the hour. Do it for two weeks, the same thing every night."

She said by the end of the fourth night, when supper landed on the table instead of having a begging 9 month old puppy, the puppy instead ran right to it's crate, expecting something yummy. So mum's gotten into the habit of him having his "supper time chew" when they have supper. They're tired after a long day and don't have the energy level to direct towards maintaining a distance control or set of behaviors -and dad has previously rewarded at the table, which makes it hard to make it an area that doesn't include reinforcement. After a long day I'm sure very, very few of us do! By the end of the two weeks, the pup would go to bed with his chewie treat for an hour, and would wait in the crate with an open door until his parents were done supper. Something so simple, because of good crate-training.

Another example: You have people over to fix your plumbing. If you're like me and have a puppy going through fear stage, or you have a jumpy puppy, or a puppy that is barking at strangers/shy, etc, (IE: Anything that isn't the perfect gentlemanly puppy) you don't want to have to worry about dealing with the plumber, and focusing on the training with your pup. That's just stretching yourself too far and is in my opinion asking for trouble, either with your plumbing or with your puppy. So, easy solution. Before the plumber comes over, throw puppy in a crate for an hour. Deal with your plumbing. If they have a few minutes they can spare when they are finished, ask them if they'd like to meet your puppy. Then you can give 2-4 REALLY AWESOME training minutes to your dog, which is going to be way more beneficial to everyone than the hour that the plumbers are here, you trying to deal with your dog. Quality in attention is truly more important than quantity in attention. It is the quality that shapes the good behaviors in our dogs, whereas a quantity of freedom can undo them or even make simple problems worse. (I wouldn't want to know what Jinks was doing home alone if someone came to the door!!)

Scenario #3, A Real Life Circumstance
Fantastic movie is playing at the theater. Someone bought you a ticket. "Oh no, I can't leave my puppy at home for three hours." Maybe not right at eight weeks, but by 12 weeks or so, three hours isn't too long to ask for. You might not be able to see Lord of the Rings quite yet though.

If you haven't crate trained, you probably wouldn't go, you just can't trust the pup lose. You might be able to wrangle a friend, but it's Friday night, chances aren't good. But if you have a crate-trained pup, you find the biggest kong you can find and stuff it generously with peanut butter or cream cheese. If you have enough time in advance, you even freeze it. I LOVE freezing kongs with gravy inside them, or even cheaper -beef broth-. On the odd days Jinks now stays home for 8 hours, that's her chew of choice, and she's still a chewing when I get back. (With the fear stage, I find it hard to take her on busy days to the daycare, as I'm not as effectively able to intervene and redirect on every action. I need to, especially at this point, be her primary reinforcement, not daycare dogs!) 

So guess what? You might just be able to have a life! Yes, even with a puppy. And really, no adopter wants a dog to take up their WHOLE life as in, not able to really do anything because you have to watch the puppy (that's kind of why you get a baby right ;) ). So there may be naysayers, but to me, crate-training is just part of foster boot-camp here, with all pups and most young dogs. I believe, and feel free to leave a comment if there's anyone reading whose adopted pup I started on crate-training, that it's been of great benefit to new families.

Also, other points of good crate-training. Travel is much safer. Young dogs should really travel secure in cars. There's no way I'd be driving with the border collie in the back-seat, she'd make me crash I'm sure! Also, if you ever have to take your dog on an airplane, they'll need to ride in a crate. Hotels are usually much more accepting of dogs if they are crate-trained, as too are places to rent. One of the most important points besides safety though, is the fact that life is life, and sometimes we need to go away for a few hours. The dog that is crate-trained (even if it's just for night-time and a short nap period) is going to have a much easier time adjusting if you want to go to supper with your friends from college, or you get caught in traffic and are home a little later than usual, or even if someone is coming to visit you that doesn't really like dogs (though I wouldn't invite them over in the first place ;) ).

I find it in the pup's best interest, along with the adopter, that the pup has a basic understanding of crate-training and that the crate is a good place to be. Just like as a kid grows up, when a dog grows up (at least 1 year of age is my recommendation, though I think 2 is better -we get over the stupid teenage stage-) they gain privileges and freedoms and of course responsibility. They move from crib to captain's bed to single bed, from a crib in your room or nursery, to their own real room. 

So, even if you solely train your crate for bedtime, you will be doing your dog a huge favor in multiple ways. If you can list 10 different reasons NOT-CRATING AT ALL benefits your PUPPY in a typical home situation I'm all ears.

Until then please don't think of a crate as a jail-cell, think of it as a crib. Some adults dogs obviously don't need a crib anymore, but for babies, the crib is the safest place to be when they can't be directly supervised. Embrace the crate :)

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Greetings

Sometimes I wish all my dogs could have greetings like Beckett, who is civilized and loving to every living thing even if they aren't so kind in return. Beckett never barks, never jumps up, he just siddles on up for some love or minds his distance. Forty people could arrive on our property and once and he wouldn't kick up a fuss. He would most politely invite them all in and tour them around.

Lemon on the other hand is a right tosser -sometimes I just want to nail her once so hard she never thinks of being a jackass again with me in sight.

So anyway Jinks and I were training in the yard, while Lemon toddles around in the front acre, probably trying to figure out how to get the lid off the cat food bin. Anyway, we're pretty darn rural so although we have a fair few vehicles go by, it's a rare occurance to get a PERSON walk by our place. Today... a person went by.

So of course I'm in the back field doing a great training session with the fear-stage puppy who thinks every new thing is suddenly out to get her, and Lemon starts a roaring fuss in the front acre or so. I have too much distance between her and I to call off her idiotic territorial "BARK BARK GROWL BARK BARK"now that it's started and not enough speed to stop Jinks who is now barreling to Lemon's aid, although back a good 15 feet from her (I'll bark at it from afar she says). So, corral the puppy into a down CHECK! Good puppy, stay there. "Yes mam, I think I will, you deal with that scary jogger up there."

Now to deal with that idiotic chihuahua.

I feel like a mother. You love your kids dearly, but sometimes you just want to smack them over a head with a canoe paddle. Of course we're 10-13 seconds in now and the jogger is nearly our property with her headphones on so doesn't notice a thing (thank god), but Lemon is now going past her invisible line. When she's an idiot, she's not going to do it halfway. She's almost going into ankle-biter mode. She's literally within kicking range of the jogger.

Usually once I'm within 10-15 feet of her the commands can come into play. Not today. Dog evaded pressure, threw off mean mum recall and ignored her down from a distance command. PLUS, when I finally did get to her, she knew she was in deep shit and pulled the "I won't let you touch me" move. So, I'm sure I blew a bit of a gasket and all I had was my chuck-it stick I brought in from the field. The jogger moves on and Lemon's still evading and barking her stupid little head off. So... I throw the chuck-it stick at her. HARD.

SMASH. (Better aim than I thought)  I think she was more stunned by the fact I threw a chuck-it stick at her than by it hurting her at all. So, take momentary laspe in thought and scoop dog up, release Jinks from her down which remarkably she's still holding, and go inside to where Lemon is going to remain her time-out crate for a long, long time.

Somehow I see a citronella collar in my future!

Teenagers!!!

Meanwhile, Beckett was still in the back field going "I'm just going to hang out here. It's safer this way." Dude knows whose boss. I'd take another Beckett in a heartbeat... a Lemon, I can only handle one.

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Happy Belated Family Day

BC's first Family Day was also Vibo's adoption day, so for family day he got to go home with his new family :) He will be a spoiled boy with lots of exercise and plenty of time at the dog park. He's going to get a new name in the next couple of days too. His family will let me know what they decide on :) While he was here we mostly called him "Bieber" (Vibo turned to "Beebo" which then turned to "Bieber").

Here is Vibo getting ready to leave with his new family!


And a picture update from Bogey who has his own blog (too cool!) I get to see the little squirt at daycare sometimes and he's getting so big. Still an awesome pawsome puppy, great temperament and good manners. 

You might need a bigger couch in the future!
And an update picture from Suzie.
Suzie on the boat.
We're fosterless until the weekend and going to try to enjoy it. Still, the house feels empty with only our dogs. One day (in the very far future :( ) I'll stop renting and have a place I won't feel bad having more than 3 of my own. But there's lots to do with Jinks in the meantime :) Definitely not time to expand the family again!!

Monday, February 11, 2013

Lazy, or Just Used to the Routine

The last week we've moved Jinks off puppy food and onto adult food, and in the same week (not due to the food) she's started to go through that annoying fear stage all dogs go through somewhere between 6 months -12 months depending on size and breed. Although she was doing really well with strangers before, we're back in the 'where'd he come from' department. The key is to "work" through it. With food and commands and enough of a distance she can quickly work her brain through the scary. After all, you can't think 'fear' and 'food' at the same time. Fear goes back to flight or fight. Dogs in this emotional state are very hard if not impossible to feed. If your dog can still accept food, you know they haven't hit the threshold and you can start to increase it. Anyway, she's doing well, we're just in for a month or two of those dreaded "teen" years.

Also, did you know that although on average a dog ages 7 years to our one, that in the first two years it is more close to by one your dog is about 15 years old (depending on size), and around two when they mellow out some more, it's more like 20-25 or so? That's why by three you're winning. Dogs age faster when they are young, slow down for the bulk of their lifespan, and then in the later years age faster again. So you can imagine how many 'stages' of perception they go through in the first year. All of them, at one point or another start noticing there's a big world out there and that's scary.

Heck, when I realized I was just a little speck in the world I was a little fearful too!

Anyway, possible growth spurt, food change and fear period all tied together I might have the laziest 9 month old border collie pup on the planet. With only an hour of exercise yesterday, a few short (1-2 minute) training sessions, and she crawled back into her crate with the door open until 4pm! Then she was up, had a little walk and a chew on her nylabone and came to agility. She is doing awesome by the way, nervous and skitty to do something the first time but once she catches on you can't stop her. Anyway, after agility she came right inside and jumped up on the couch where she was zonked out for a half an hour until she starts whining. Her head had rolled off the couch but she was too lazy or too tired to do anything about it. So Kathleen, being my spoiling sister, picked Jinks up off the couch and tucked her into her kennel. A BC who needs a transport service to get off the couch!!

Today was similiar, although I think now that it's supposed to be the work-week she's going back to routine. Usual routine for most of the week is that she goes out with everyone for the morning pee break, has a little run in the field, and comes back to bed, has her breakfast and sleeps for 4-5 hours in her crate (my version of time away from me, as it's quite possible down the road she would need to be comfortable by herself for this long). At noon she comes to work with me or if Jerrad is home, she goes for a hike with Jerrad and then out to Canadian Tire for an hour to work on her socialization with strange/new people. When we or I get home there's a few little training sessions for her to have supper by hand, then she can do whatever for a few hours, and by about 9:30 she puts herself t bed.

So here's hoping when I take her out for her noon-time walk -since it's family day there's no work for us!- that she isn't quite as lazy. She isn't lethargic so I'm not worried that way, she's just turning into a lazy bones.

Memo to self: next time, a few years down the road, get a bit more 'collie'. Heck, most of the time she isn't even as much energy as what Beckett was at 3 years old!! He would have tired her out no problem back in his day, run circles around her too.

In foster news, Sunshine went home yesterday. This afternoon Vibo will be going home too :) We'll be fosterless until next weekend when a TG pup is scheduled for arrival. Who it will be I'm not quite sure, but chances are it won't be verified until the bus is actually leaving :P

Updates from new homes soon,
Emily

Friday, February 8, 2013

Temperment Testing!

In some cool news, on the weekend I get to temperment test a litter of 6, 6 week old shepherd mixes for a local rescue. There's four pre-approved adoptions, so I even get to help match families up. How cool is that! I'm pretty stoked.

In other news: Vibo had an awesome homecheck that hopefully will be his forever home :). Sunshine goes home on the weekend and everyone I seem to pick for the TG bus run seems to get adopted so who's coming is totally up in the air (like usual).

Jinks was instinct tested on sheep yesterday and was scared of them! We will instinct test her again at a year to see if the drive shows up but right now she's saying "No thank you! You can deal with those scary sheep and I'll just watch." As far as I know she's cattle-bred so there must be a little something. If there is, great, another sport for us, if not, we'll stick to agility and heck, it'll definitely save some money! I didn't get Jinks to be a pheonemal sports dog, I got her to get my feet wet in a bunch of different things. Plus, with her rock-steady dog skills she will make an awesome dog to work with reactive dogs, so in a way that is more useful than a high-drive sports prospect!

It's a really nice day out though, so we're off to the park. Last day for Sunny to get muddy as I want to clean her up for her new mum. She and Vibo have been rolling in the mud and neither or them are quite as good as Jinks about cleaning themselves off. Retrievers, they just like being dirty I guess.

Emily + Crew Out

Monday, February 4, 2013

Sunshine is Adopted

Who wouldn't want to adopt some Sunshine :)

She is spending the week with us and her new mum will pick her up on the weekend. For being three she's still got lots of vim and vigor. She's definitely no couch potato without a good hour of exercise in her. She successfully stayed home today with Beckett uncrated for 5 hours. No accidents, nothing teared apart. A little on the excited side to see us return though.

Happy to see you is fine, but I don't like to come home to excited dogs, it just makes a ritual out of leaving/coming home have much less of a neutral impact. I don't even greet my dogs until I've come in, walked up the stairs, done about two minutes of stuff like put my keys away, etc. Basically they don't even get acknolwedgement until I'm sat down. Keep things nice and sane, plus makes it normal. Leader leaves and nothing should change.

In other minor news, Beckett has randomly decided Jinks is now sexy. He points the very odd dog at daycare, once in a blue moon (which is pretty standard for most dogs). So, now sometimes we have a hump train here. Lemon humps Beckett who humps Jinks who just looks happy someone is paying attention to her. Unless it's Vibo -most of the time Jinks likes Vibo until he just gets annoying.

Like last night Jinks put herself to bed like usual (by about 9pm, 9:30 latest she either puts herself to bed if the bedroom door has been left open, or she starts pawing the door to the bedroom like "let me in!") but Vibo kept coming to bug her, even going so far as to open her crate door (I pretty much just leave it open at for a few hours until we go to bed and then I shut it). So, she did what sleepy, cranky girls do and laid him out a good one. Not to sound like the mean foster mum, but he kind of deserved it. I'm a right mean woman too when you bug me when I'm trying to sleep. Just ask Jerrad!

So then he tried to play with Lemon -quite rudely, he's picked it up from playing with so many big dogs at daycare, after being in Taiwan so long and only have small elderly dogs in his foster home-. And then she laid him out good and then he moped for awhile. Ah, teenage boys. SOMEONE has to put them in their place. It is good he is learning to be a big dog though, with big dog friends and lots of life experiences. He's a nice guy, he's just a teenage boy.

His applicant is a good applicant, just not for a young dog that doesn't have any foundations in anything. I hope they decide to adopt an older dog though, there's lots of mature (3+) dogs that would love to have a family with them.

Onwards to finding Vibo his forever home.
Emily Out

Saturday, February 2, 2013

A Great Homecheck for Sunshine + Some Extra Tidbits

I might be counting my chickens (bad karma), but I believe Sunny Sunshine has found her forever home in Nanaimo. What a great homecheck we had! Sunny was soooo impressed by the plenthora of available toys. She's a toy-a-holic. She showed a little bit of guarding with Vibo tonight -the first I've seen beyond the smallest of growls and lifted-lip-, but after I tossed all the toys into a different room she changed her tune when they came back out in half an hour. Toy withdrawal. MUST HAVE TOYS.

Vibo has an application but I've sent back a couple of clarification questions. After seeing a lot of applications I find there are 'big red flags' that mean "nope, ain't gonna work", but there are several orange flags that really could mean from one extreme to the other and anywhere in between. Little flags that could spell disaster, OR could be an awesome family that didn't express what they wanted to quite as clearly as I needed. I like to give the benefit of the doubt and instead of dismissing them right away, I just ask for them to describe it to me. It gets tricky because you have to lay out all the options and not make it sound obvious which one you WANT them to pick. It's happened before that people just tell you what you want to hear so you will adopt them the dog. I guess judge of character is also a practiced principle!

So we shall see what gets e-mailed back. Except for the two little orange flags the rest of the application looks promising. It's still early yet though, I just posted him yesterday so there might be a flood of apps on the horizon.

We have Frankie from TG here tonight and she gets to hop on a plane to her forever home tomorrow. For being labelled feral, she quite happily jumped up on me and my computer and gave me a great big face wash. ----Why is it that I keep getting 'feral' dogs do that?? First Suzie, now Frankie. She's a cute little thing though, pretty darn friendly. Not much taller than Lemon but more solid. She hasn't paid attention to the other dogs as of yet, but everyone headed for bed just before she got here for 9:30. Vibo decided try to put himself to bed with Jinks tonight and was given such a dirty look he fled for his own crate instead. He's a funny guy and going to make some family very happy for sure.

Long day tomorrow, but looking forward to late afternoon when I get to curl up on the couch with my Lemon and my Jinks (who turns cuddly ONLY after a good run in the mud).

News soon,
Emily

Friday, February 1, 2013

Golden Pictures

The goldies have settled in well over the last two days. They've both been good off-leash at the baseball diamond, enough so that Sunshine has earned off-leash privileges on the farm. Vibo not so much as he likes to play keep-away with the toys! They've slept the nights away in their crates and have been good for approximately three hours while we're away. No accidents yet either, but for Vibo that might be more of a case of good monitoring than actually understanding.

Vibo is IN LOVE with Jinks -follows her everywhere like a little blond shadow-. He is medium energy but needs to build some muscle so by about 40 minutes into the hour of the fetch-a-thon he's dragging himself back and forth, determined to still run. We're making sure he gets lots of rest time too. He fusses for a couple of minutes when you put him in the crate but within ten minutes tops you look in and he's gone and starting to snore. He's just a fussy toddler who needs to be told he's tired.

Sunshine is toy-addicted, especially stuffies and likes to hang on the couch. She has a bad habit of wanting to get fed from our plates -annoyingly so. A big mooch!! We have a homecheck for her tomorrow in Nanaimo.

But, more to the point, here are a bunch of pictures from today!

Vibo and Jinks playing tug in the field.

Vibo -he's smaller than he looks! Only 35 pounds -border collie size-.

Sunshine running with Jinks and boarding dog Abbey Nagy.

Happy Vibo.

Vibo gets Jinks' bum!!

Happy Sunshine

Golden Face

Muddy Retriever
 Updates after her homecheck.

Emily Out