Catahoula Leopard Dog
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Age: 2 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Cairo Cub; Ninja Dog; Nutter Butter; Thunder Dog

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:
-mutt-dog rescue

Gotcha Date:
November 24th 2012

May 5th 2011

Running, fetching, singing with her big "brother" Duke and napping with her little big "sister" Laika.

Late sleepers, strangers, those evil neighbor squirrels.

Favorite Toy:
Anything that squeaks or looks like a tennis ball.

Favorite Food:
Green beans, Zuke's salmon treats, mixed veggies

Favorite Walk:
Walk? She'd much rather run.

Best Tricks:
Being the best alarm clock ever and "Calm down" (where she instantly sits regardless of how excited she is).

Arrival Story:
Cairo has a funny story. I first met her when she was a foster dog at my job. I instantly liked her, but I decided not to get too attached to her because I was certain she would find a forever home quickly. Whenever she was in a play yard with me she would try her hardest to impress me and keep my attention, almost like she was saying "Hey! I like you...take me home please?". I've been told she most likely chose me and not the other way around, I'm pretty sure that's true. I had never even looked twice at anything I'd believed to be a Lab/Lab mix(too common for my inner hipster) but this one made me look at her. A month into her foster stay, she proved to be an eager, intelligent dog and I couldn't help but get attached. Four months later, after a little confusion as to whether she was still up for adoption, starting the process to adopt her sister when I was under the impression that she wasn't, I found myself at home with my new love. Upon arrival, it was certain we'd have to do a lot of work with her. She was afraid of new people, got so anxious in cars that she became ill, hopped the fence when something spooked her, would refuse to go through doors, would only allow me to feed or touch her and if I left would bark herself hoarse and shred whatever she could(ranging from furniture, to newspaper, to dog beds and she even pulled down a set of blinds), would get so scared of strange sounds that she'd just lie on the floor completely still like the sound was on it's way to get her and staying still was the only defense. Nearly a year later, she is still a skittish but has made a lot of progress. She loves going for walks and runs, she ducks when she hears a really scary new sound but recovers quickly, she is less anxious about car rides because she knows they end somewhere fun like the dog park, daycare, or the beach. This dog's progress and her existence in general mean the world to me because watching her grow is inspiring. It is my intention, when she is comfortable with her new life, to enroll her in an agility show off her sportive skills and boost her confidence. My ultimate goal for her is for us to become a certified Therapy dog/Handler team to show off her infectious sweet nature and prove once again that even the most "unadoptable" dogs can triumph in the end. I'd love to be able to see the expressions on people's faces when I say "Believe it or not, she used to be terrified of everything."

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Ninja Dog Extraordinaire

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February 15th 2014 4:07 pm
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Dogster Community is staying open!

Mom's been keeping my diary on her computer since the news that the community sections would be leaving, but here are some of my updates:

Last weekend mom took Duke and I to her(she works at a ropes course with a really big property and we're allowed to go on staff only days). It was awesome! I made it there and back again without getting sick and without taking any Dramamine. I did get a little nervous and drooly once on the way there, but I remembered that nothing bad happens in the car so I relaxed enough to sit up and stare out of the window for a little.

We ran around out there and I saw the BIGGEST squirrel ever. Mom says it's a fox squirrel. Naturally, I had to chase it. I would have climbed right up that tree after it if mom hadn't called me back. Duke wasn't as interested.

This week mom's boyfriend visited again. I love him, mom's sister jokes that I'm trying to steal him from her. He and mom took Duke and I to the dog park yesterday. This is the first time I've been there in a while, but I was excited to show Duke around.

Mom got several compliments on how friendly I was. She just nodded. No one believed that I used to never go up to strangers because everyone(and I mean everyone) was my friend yesterday. I love the dog park! Duke likes it too...but mom's gotten so used to me staying out of puddles that she forgot that he likes to roll in them. We both got baths yesterday thanks to him. >.<

The visit to mom's parents's house a couple of weeks ago went really well. I've never really had a problem with mom's dad as long as he doesn't move too suddenly around me(he's a tall man, so it scares me before I can remember that he's a good person). I've always been kind of wary of mom's mom though, but this time while mom was away on her trip, she got a call from her mom telling her that I'd actually taken some fish directly from her hand. Before, mom's mom would have to give Laika and Duke their fish, then toss mine under my table and keep the other two away until I'd eaten it, but this time I decided to give taking it a shot. The other two do it, so it couldn't be so bad, right? It wasn't. I'll go to mom's mom every other time she calls me now. Mom prefers that over how I used to be...which was getting up and running to another room whenever I so much as suspected her mom was home.

Progress is always happening, and mom's really proud.



January 8th 2014 8:06 pm
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A LOT has happened since my last entry(and it was less than a week ago!).

Lately, mom's been on the fence about rehoming Duke. He stayed with her parents(because he's the family dog) while Laika and I moved with mom when she went back to school(because we've claimed her as ours). Unfortunately, mom's parents were a lot busier than they'd expected and poor Duke never got to do anything fun like walks or the dog park. They did take him to daycare, but he doesn't do much unless he has me to play with(or to bug, depending on his mood).

He spent a lot of time alone in the house, or in the yard and was starting to dig and get out of the yard more often than he used to. Mom felt bad, so she thought maybe letting him live with us in place of Laika until she finishes school for the semester would be good for him. We don't have a lot of space in mom's apartment, but we get TONS of exercise.

Mom decided that if that didn't work, she'd just have to find Duke another home because it would be what's best for him.

The first night was awful. Duke wouldn't stop pacing, or panting, or whining. The second night mom thought he'd like the living room to himself, but he made even more noise.

Yesterday, mom noticed him scratching a lot, checked him and gross: fleas! (turns out no one had given him his December flea prevention like mom thought). She jumped right into action and gave him a flea bath but he put up such a big fight about it(even tried to bite mom once, which he's never done) that she didn't think she'd be able to handle him much longer. She hates using force, but lately Duke will only respond to it. She decided yesterday, that he would be happier with someone else.

Mom thinks I had a nice long talk with Duke today, because when she got home from class, he was on his best behavior and he still is. He isn't pulling on our walks anymore, he isn't as impatient when she's getting us ready for walks, and he's listening to her again.

She thought, maybe it would still be best for him to find another home...but then she thought about how much he means to me.

With Duke around, I'm braver. I keep my tail up for our whole walk, little noises don't spook me, and for the big ones I just hide between Duke and mom. I love Laika, but she's 16 pounds and I'm 48, I know realistically she can't save me from the big scary things(even if she acts like she can). There's a play area in mom's complex, that I never play in but with Duke around it's my new favorite place.

Mom thinks she can definitely put up with Duke's more stubborn moments(and train him out of them) if it means that I'll keep doing so well.

Laika is happy with mom's parents, and they're happy with her because she's not as much of a handful as Duke. They have to almost force her outside for a walk because she'd rather sleep in, but Duke would pester them at any sign that they were going out.

So really, everyone wins.

Laika gets to be the only dog again(until Duke and I come back with mom at the end of the semester), I get my best friend/confidence buddy, and Duke gets more attention and exercise than he has in a while.

I think, with the two of us together, I'll pick up on his fearlessness, and he'll pick up on my manners. =)


And the Progress Keeps Coming

January 3rd 2014 3:03 pm
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It's been really busy lately(something about holidays?) but mom says I've been handling everything so much better than I did this time last year.

Christmas day, despite the fact that mom's whole family was over and her sister's little humans were loud and moving all of the time, I sat calmly under the table and watched them opening presents(the loudest, motion involving behavior of the day). When more family showed up, it caught me off guard and mom had to take me inside to let me calm down, but when I went back out I watched everyone and even let mom's younger cousin pet me!

On New Year's eve, mom's parent's new neighbors set off fireworks. We weren't really expecting that because usually it's pretty calm because everyone waits for the 4th of July. Mom was really calm, put my Thundershirt and my Thundercap on and gave me a little ultracalm treat, then she set up some music in her room and left me to relax in my crate. And I did! No pacing, no whining. I just relaxed and listened to the music.

When I could finally go back to work with mom(yesterday), I had a blast! I found a dog my size with tons of energy and the two of us played all morning. I even showed some of mom's coworkers my tricks! Even better, I only jumped out of the play yards once to follow mom and when she told me to stay put, I did. Her coworkers think I'm a genius. I was laying down on my back with my legs open and one told me to be a lady, so I rolled right over and crossed my paws. They told mom because they were shocked. She just shrugged and said it's because I'm a smart dog. A very silly, smart dog.

I got a new Martingale and I love it!(so does everyone else that's seen it)

Mom's leaving me with her parents for a few weeks...I'm a little nervous. I think mom is too. She knows I'll be fine though, she knows I'm in good, understanding hands. She also knows it gives me a chance to bond with her parents. I'm fine with her dad...but I guess now I'll have a chance to get to know her mom too.

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