March 15th 2010 9:07 pm
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Mom took me out to chase my ball this morning. I love that. It's our morning ritual and means she's getting me ready for work. Then we were in the car for awhile. When we stopped, we went into a bank where Mom stood at the window for a very long time. I "post"ed behind her like I'm supposed to. Lots of people came through the line while I was sitting there. Some people are so rude. They just stare at me. Sheesh. I wanna say whhaaaa?
The bank floor was slippery which makes my butt slide out from under me. I can keep pulling myself back up for a couple of minutes, but finally, I gave up and leaned against Mom's leg. Whew. Sometimes a girl without a tail needs a little extra support. Mom got tired of waiting for the bank teller to figure out what she was supposed to do and we left to go meet Zeus.
Zeus and I lay on the floor of the coffee place for a very long time while our mom's talked. The best thing about being with Zeus is that no one stares at me. They stare at him. He doesn't mind it. I kind of disappear and can just relax.
When we got home, Belle was happy to see us. She had been outside on her big cushy bed on the deck. Mom gives her a Kong with stuff frozen inside so she has a treat and something she can work on while we're gone. Belle told me she's feeling better today, and I don't have to bark at her to get her up the stairs. That's a relief.
March 17th 2010 8:44 pm
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Mom sat down today and said, "Rethy, it all happens at once, eh?" I thought, well, I'm not sure, but if you say so. She was talking about the fence falling apart, the kitchen sink backing up and the dsl going out all at the same time. Mom doesn't just let stuff be, she has to cogitate on it. Me, hey, if I break a toy, I just play with the pieces or if I'm digging and run into a strong root, I just start another hole. You know, just roll with it
Mom pretty much does that, but today, while Larry our landlord was under the sink with his butt crack showing (my butt is much cuter), Mom was thinking, what do a broken fence, a backed up sink and messed up communication have in common? You know, she actually figured out something deep--humans think they are so smart. I think they think to much. To me, what that stuff has in common is they all happened on the same day. They're fixed so now let's go play in the park.
Tonight, the Boss' husband Art took our picture for the training school website. I sat on the dog walk and Mom and I looked at each other. She put the full picture on the website, but cropped it down for my dogster page. She likes it. Then it must be good.
March 20th 2010 8:54 pm
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Mom has been working for a couple of weeks on training me a kind of show off move. It's called "Drop on Recall." The Boss has Blitzen and Lisa do it for every training class because it is a hard thing to learn and requires a dog to have a LOT of self-control. Like that walking stand/stay where we're heeling along and Mom puts her hand down and gives me the stay signal then just walks off. Man, it's hard to just stand there, but I do. Wouldn't you know...all the hard stuff seems to require self-control.
Mom has been teaching me the drop on recall in stages. Actually, I knew what she wanted me to do a few days ago but she likes to make sure I'm solid on the different stages before she tests it. She finally gave me a chance to do it today. She put me in a sit/stay and walked far away. She gave me the recall signal and said "front!" I took off at a dead run like I always do. I was halfway there when she gave me the down signal and said "drop!". I took a couple of steps and plopped on my belly, looking at her, saying ha HA, I did it! I had one of my big smiles going. She did too. She stood there for a little bit telling me how good I am, then gave me a hand signal and said "finish". I ran to her, went around the back of her feet and sat in heel position. I looked at her and said, "See how good I am? Will you throw my ball for me NOW?"
She laughed at me, took my leash off and said "OKAY, All done!" Then she pulled out the chuck-it stick. WAHOOO!! Now THAT'S what I wanted. If it takes a show-off move, great, bring it on!
March 22nd 2010 7:15 pm
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My Mom is SO easy. I have her wrapped around my little paw. Dog pals, send your people out of the room...are they gone?
Okay. If you want some REALLY cool playthings in your backyard, here's what you do. No matter HOW much exercise you get, when evening comes, go run around your backyard like a maniac. Circles are best. Run and run and run. Pick up a toy, throw it in the air and run some more. Mom watched me do this a few times and thought, you know, Rethy needs something more interesting to do in the yard. Ka CHING! She ordered an agility tunnel for me. (Her bookmarks on her computer also have a little agility kit marked. She may get that for me too, but she doesn't have a lot of money, so I may have to wait for that.) Anyhoo, my tunnel came today. I was back and forth, in and out and around, Mom saying "tunnel" "tunnel". I got so happy and so excited. Now I want a jump, at least one. Until I get it, you know what I'll do--it's the circle thing.
Okay, you can let your people back in the room now. I also got a bath today. It wasn't a little foot bath or a butt bath, it was everything. Then I got a comb-out. I can't say that I like either one of those things, but I go along, After Mom gets done with all of it, guess what I do? Run around some more. But she keeps me in the house, so I just spin and jump on my sister and run from one room to the other and jump on my sister and spin. Then I nap. And now, I'm almost dry. Where's my dinner?
March 23rd 2010 7:22 pm
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We had a HUGE big day. We met up with a bunch of our friends at a place I've never been, the airport. Evidently, Mom hasn't been there in a long time either. She had that anxiety energy going at first. We weren't even going anywhere!
She parked far away and we rode on this funny little bus. I haven't ridden on one of those, but whatever. We hung out with our friends for awhile. That made Mom forget she was in the dreaded airport. Eventually, we walked to an area where Mom took off her shoes and my leash and collar. She put a pretty rainbow ribbon around my neck as a leash so we wouldn't set off any alarms. A man had to look inside Mom's hat and feel under my belly to make sure I wasn't a terrorist. Then we went to hang out with Jolanda, Iris, Ollie, Zeus and my new friend Polar some more. Becker's mom was there, too, but I haven't met Becker yet.
Mom and Jolanda's mom are so silly. They measured us as "carry-ons". Jolanda's mom took pictures. I think I'm "carry on" size, but Jolanda's pushing it.
Finally, we got to go on the plane. Mom and I were the first in. She took me into a row and I crawled under the seat in front of her and lay down. Mom was SO surprised. I don't know why. Where she goes I go, no problem. Everybody else got on the plane, too. The pilot and flight attendants all watched us and made over Zeus (everybody makes over Zeus).
After that, we met our friends again, this time for snacks and coffee. They sat around on a couch and chairs and all us dogs crammed in around a table. Our people yacked some more. You'd think they would have finished all that yacking by then, but no...people like to yack.
On the way home, Mom kept saying "you are SUCH a good girl!" Whaaaa? What's the big deal? Evidently, Mom was surprised that the airport and airplane and shuttle were so easy peasy. At a stop light, she turned around and smiled at me with the good girl thing again. I just said, look Mom, that's what I'm here for...just doing my job.
March 25th 2010 4:56 pm
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Yesterday, Mom had to head back down to Sacramento because that's where her therapist is. We had been there for the airport trip the day before and Mom was still tired. She really wanted to see her therapist though because one of her closest friends has gone sideways over of all things ME! Sheesh. Mom really needed to talk about it.
Mom's therapist is such a nice lady. She likes me, I can tell. I want to go cuddle with her, but I'm always working when I'm in her office, so I don't. Mom told her what happened with her friend, then broke down and cried. I'm okay with Mom crying if it doesn't go on too long, so I just lay there. Then I noticed Mom's breathing wasn't quite right, so I looked up to see what was going on. She gave me the paws up sign and I jumped up and put my paws on her knee. She gathered me into her lap with her arm under my butt. Sometimes I wrap a paw around her neck and put my face next to hers. I decided that this time, she needed help with her heart. I pushed my back up against her chest and she hugged me for a minute or two. When her heart and breathing got better, I turned around and looked at her. She still had tears but she had calmed down. I gave her a little lick on the nose, my kiss of approval, like saying "good girl" to her like she does to me. Then she put me back down on my mat.
I looked over my shoulder and saw that she was fine, so I lay back down, glancing at Mom's therapist. Mom's therapist said, Wow, it's great to see how she works with you. It was the first time Mom needed an intervention during one of her appointments. I was happy to oblige. The two of them kept talking, Mom had relaxed, so I went to sleep. Mom did the "good girl" thing on the way home again. She could have licked me on the nose, but that's MY praise for her--she uses words. We both know what we're saying so it doesn't matter.
March 26th 2010 6:42 pm
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Mom has been doing so much. I just go along, that's my job. We've had a lot of variety this week and it made Mom really tired.
Today, we started out at the park, like usual. Mom had to go to the dentist. Since she got her tooth fixed, she has been getting sore jaw muscles and headaches. Everyone at the dentist's office is so nice. I'm unique for them, probably the only service dog that goes in there. They see me as a pro and treat me that way. Mom's dentist used that high pitched thing to shape her crown better. I just lay there, no problems for Mom so I snoozed.
We came home for a few minutes. Mom caught up on emails, picked up our poops and we were off again. She really needs to clean the house starting with the bird cage. Belle and I know when the bird cage needs cleaning. If Mom lets it go for more than 3 days, Belle starts trying to figure out a way to get in and get the stuff on the paper--well, SOME of it is food. Belle has a food obsession because before Mom got her, she was left without food and water for a few days. Even though Mom feeds us well, Belle is always uncertain where her next meal is coming from.
Mom didn't clean anything and instead took me to our coffee place. I slept. Then we went to get some dog food. A stupit rude dog rushed at me when we walked in the door. My mom is quick and reached out to grab the dog's flexi-leash cord before he got to me. She caught him like a fish on a line and handed him back to the stupid lady who was clueless about her equally stupid dog. Anyway, I got out of there safe thanks to Mom's lightening like reflexes.
We went grocery shopping after that. Mom has been working on her computer since--going through pictures to put on the boss' websites, doing emails and stuff. I want her to play more. I'm going to work on that and get back to you on how I do.
March 27th 2010 10:52 pm
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It was sunny today. UMMMMM, I love lying on the grass when it's sunny. My sister, Belle and I were outside most of the day. Mom had the door open. Whenever I wanted to, I could look through the screen door to see what she was doing. She was on the computer a lot. When she started to clean the bird cage, Belle perked up. Belle loves it when Mom cleans the bird cage because she takes the rug out from underneath and shakes it out over the back side of the deck. We can't get to where the seeds and stuff fall, but we both watch to see if any seeds blow back onto the deck. The wind was blowing the wrong way today...oh well, a girl can always hope.
After Mom had lunch, she finished cleaning the house, on the computer some more, then on the phone for awhile. I thought she'd NEVER take me to the park. Mom always comes through. We practiced things I need to learn for the advanced obedience demo at the fairgrounds in June. Then she threw the ball for me until I was so tired I plopped on my belly.
Later, she talked to the Boss on the phone about website and class schedules, blah, blah blah...THEN, they started talking about ME! The Boss thinks I'm working like a pro and that I'm ready to go full-time--lose the "in training" patch. They are going to get together for lunch this week, look over the public access test and talk about that. I am not worried about it. My job won't change. I can't read the patches anyway, so, whatever....
Mom thinks it's cool that the Boss is so proud of how well we are doing. Mom ordered a new vest for me. I don't know when I'll start wearing it. When I do she wants to celebrate with our friends. We'll keep everybody posted on how it's going.
March 29th 2010 8:26 pm
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Even though it was raining, Mom took me to the park for a few ball chases, not many, just enough to run hard. We went to a neighboring town to meet Zeus and his mom for some coffee. I didn't know that's what we were doing until Mom took me into the back room and said to this weird guy that she was saving a big chair (with a big space in front of it) for a very large service dog. The people around said, yeah, yeah. Then Zeus came in. It's funny when people's eyebrows go up and their eyes get really big and they all do that at the same time.
I admit it, I'm intimidated by Zeus. I feel like a 2 year old looking up at Shaquille O'Neill. I do better looking at him from a little distance. Up close, all I see are jowls. Mom says one of these days, I'll get over my shyness, but for now, I like some space between us. I prefer to think of it as good manners. Man is Zeus patient. People get right up into his face. The goofy guy at the coffee place even picked up his foot to compare it to his hand and Zeus didn't yell at him or anything. I'm glad people don't do that to me, especially when I'm working. I was stowed away in a little space under a table, so all I did was watch (and get a couple of head pats from Zeus' mom...and mine too of course).
Our moms took us to a crafts store where again, people were all over Zeus. I wanted to say, "get a boundary," but at least they were ignoring me, so I just watched.
Later, we all went to another coffee place, Mom's favorite. Our moms wanted to yack some more. Why do people talk so much? I snoozed and periodically heard Zeus snoring. He does his job like I do...lots of little naps.
It was a day like most days, park, coffee, shopping, whatnot...today it was different because we were with friends. Mom likes that. She likes going places with just me, too. I'm not much of a talker (well, I'm not SUPPOSED to talk). Mom really enjoys talking with another human. I'm all for Mom's enjoyment, so if it means getting close to a giant dog, I'll do it...for Mom.
March 30th 2010 9:17 pm
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Today, for the first time, I rode in the car with my sister Belle. Mom doesn't like taking her in the car because she acts so nutty. Lisa has the same problem with Blitzen and solved it using two tie down hooks and two leashes to keep Blitzen in one place. Mom put two leashes on either side of Belle and tied them to the little hooks in the back of the car. That kept her from spinning around. She didn't do what Mom calls swirls and dipsy doodles. When Belle discovered it was most comfortable to just sit there and look over the seat, she calmed right down.
Mom took us both down to the Boss' grooming salon for pedicures. She took us in one at a time, Belle first. When she was done, it was my turn. I'm always happy to see the Boss and Lisa who both work there. Mom put me up on the table and the Boss clipped my nails, combed up the fur around and under my feet and clipped it. She trimmed my hocks. Lisa came over and said, "Ah, they look like puppy feet." Sheesh, they ARE the same feet I came in the salon with.
The Boss, thinking maybe she could solve the stinky butt problem (causing my frequent butt baths) started combing and parting my coat around my butt. I know what she was looking for, but she couldn't find it! HA! I don't even have a big enough tail to have a landmark. Then she says to Mom, "I think anything I do would mess up how cute her butt is." My thinking exactly. Lisa combed my feathers straight up and said, what if we trim it like this. The Boss said, no, that's part of her personality, that fur shaking back and forth when she wiggles. I'm glad they are all interested in keeping my butt well groomed...that makes them kind of like dogs because we dogs like dog butts, too.
After all that discussion, the Boss brought out this spray stuff and spritzed it around me. BLECCH! I didn't smell bad today, so what's up with the baby powder perfume? I guess all that talk about my butt made her decide I needed it.
When you're a dog, you kind of have to roll with this stuff. Humans mean well, they really do...I like my pretty feet. I could have done without the perfume.
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