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Thursday, August 18, 2016

Raising puppy Journey

  So since he has been home I have been fighting the fact that he was allowed to pee and poop anywhere he liked. (in the house).   House training is constant.  You can't leave him alone for  a second or he is either peeing or into something.  He is the most oral puppy I have ever had.
    He was never corrected for anything, so I have to be the bad guy. He wants to bite me and in another week or 2 that is going to hurt so I am nipping that in the bud.  He knows nothing and he is a bright little guy.  He is not crate trained, had never had a collar and leash on and I am having trouble with crate training.  Last night he screamed for 2 hrs so I kept trying to change locations of the crate. Nothing worked. Finally he got so tired he conked out when I moved the crate next to me at 1;30.  He is tired this am.  (so am I)

    I gave him a mouthful of raw beef and he immediately violently threw it up.  Ok back to kibble. Might try a chicken neck soon though.

   I have used the clicker on him and I am teaching him to sit(he seem to get that). Today we worked on down. I can't get him down with a cookie so I just stepped on the leash and waited. I feed him in the crate but now he is panicking when i put him in it and close the door. I tried to put him next to Kip but that didnt' make any difference.  Not sure how to handle this.

He is very lovable, but seems very needy. He does not want to be alone AT ALL.

Puppy 's trip home "Journey"

I flew out to Idaho to pick up my new puppy.  I left at 5am  last Tues to drive to Logan and I had reserved a spot in a offsite parking lot for my car.  I did not know how fast they would get me to the airport so I was a little earlier than I needed to be and everybody kept warning me about security.  Well I got to Boston about 6:15  and the whisked me over to the airport and I was thru security in approximately 1 minute(no lines whatsover).  So now I had to wait until the plane left at 9:20.  It flew to Chicago and I had a 1 hr layover and then we flew to Phoenix where we had to stay on the plane before we took off for Boise arriving there at 6pm
   Frances picked me up right away and we went to dinner.  And got reaquainted. She is Dare's breeder and I was there 10 yrs ago to pick up Dare.   When we got to the farm the puppies were outside in a small xpen and the other dogs were out loose.  The first thing I saw was "the ears"  He was really cute and the only one with prick ears.  He was tiny compared to the 2 girl pups. very active  and vocal.  Then I met Que(the mom and Dare;s sister)She is the spitting image of Dare.  Same eyes, same intensity, same type of coat and same graying pattern.  She was a love.  I would take her home in a minute.
    I found  my room and went to bed early. Slept pretty well too.  The next day I realized the stains on the floor were a lot of dog shit that hadnt' really gotten cleaned up well. Ok so I have to live in a dog kennel for a couple of day.  In Frances's defence, she is 73, alone, running a farm,and caring for her 50 yr old severely handicapped son.  You would think her family (of which there are many local)would come and help her out a bit more.
   We spent the next day talking to Stephanie who was taking a girl pup home to her husband Nate who was the guy Frances was allowing to trial Que.  The girl pups beat up on my pup because they had at least 1 lb on him and looked like more substantial bone too. Hopefully he will catch up to them. She was feeding him only 2x day and I think he was hungry. When he got here he would poop and whip around to eat it. He is doing better now.

    The trip home was okay. Frances took me to the airport for 1 pm and we said good bye. . The flight did not leave until 3 and it was delayed till 3:30. More time for puppy to stay in the sherpa bag. We flew to Denver and the plane was packed.  Layover was over an hr and I took him out immediately in the airport and used a puppy pad and he very conveniently used it and actually hit it. YAY.  Back on the plane for a 4 + hr flight to Boston. We had storms that night so to avoid them the pilot took us to Canada and back down to Boston. I dont'think it took any longer. I think we landed around 12;30and I went out and tried to get him to pee and poop.  I got the pee and not the poo.  The shuttle picked us up and we got the car and I tried again to walk him but no go. Got in the car and the road was all detours so it was a little hard to get back onto the turnpike and of course about 5 min into the ride he pooped in the crate. I had to pullover and bag it and get back on the road.  I got home around 2:30 and in bed at 3. I took until 4 to fall asleep and he woke me up at 6:30.  So I was a zombie all day even though I tried to sleep off and on all day,

Saturday, July 9, 2016

A mite soppy

This post is for me. You can read it if you want but keep in mind it's primarily for my greieving process.

I wanted to write down all the things that my Dually said and did while he was alive so I won't forget.
I want to remember how he talked to everybody like they were his very best friends.  How he always talked to me and greeted me with so much love. That he gave butterfly kisses when he kissed me and that he liked to sniff and taste people and how he loved to lick toes.
He went nuts when I went to the front door because he knew that meant car  and when he was feeling well , he would race out the front door barking in sheer joy that we were going somewhere, anywhere.  He would jump up and race around the house when he heard me click my phone into my carrier or  run down the stairs in the morning when he heard me pull my pants on.

How he loved to play ready set go even when he could barely breathe.   That he would climb into my lap when we were alone and cuddle with me.  He followed me everywhere. He was my bathroom buddy  at shower time and he always stood on the top step of the cellar stairs when I would go down and on the way up I would always say hello handsome.

I told him I loved him a dozen times a day and he told me he loved me every minute of the day.
His place was behind the pellet stove when the other dogs were in the house and on the 5 th step when I was working upstairs on the computer. He slept by my bed every night for his 8.5 yrs.  He would come up to say good night and come up in the morning to kiss me hello.

He was always ready to work or play and hated to stay behind but allowed it..  If I was not taking him out he would grab a shoe or a toy and run out the doggie door and that shoe would end up under the porch.  The Porch still has a mess of toys and one of my shoes under there.  I couldn't bear to look at them this week.

In the travel trailer if I left him , he would have a screaming fit , grab a toy to pacify himself and jump on my bed. There was always something on my  bed that didnt' belong when I came home. Carrying something while he worked was soothing for him.  He won 5th place in Nationals ducks last year after he picked up a stick to work when the ducks were being a little frustrating to him.  He was such a good boy.   I am writing this but it's not helping.  I want to hear him and feel him and see him looking into my eyes or talking to me.  I want to see him running with the other dogs having fun.  This  does not feel good.   I may never read this post again.

Monday, July 4, 2016

Dually is gone

I can't tell you about it.  It's too painful. My Best Buddy and  constant shadow and companion.

Sunday, July 3, 2016


He's resting on the stairs now, his favorite place.  He knows I can't leave the upstairs without walking over him and if I am downstairs he can see me anywhere in the room. He probably didn't sleep last night. He is having a great deal of trouble lying down. He is not comfortable. His heart is probably so enlarged it is putting pressure on his lungs or his organs when is is lying down. 

I would like to talk to a vet but it's Sunday.   I fear it's his time.  I know it's his time. But I have not prepared well. I have no hole dug and again it's Sunday and I don't think Tim will come over with the back hoe.  I can try and dig one with the tractor. It wont' be deep and it wont' be quick.  I wanted my vet Annie to come over and put him to sleep at home but I know she does not have the solution at home.  I already asked her.

If I say let's go to him, he jumps up and runs to the door, but thats about as far as he runs. He just can't do much anymore.  Not much of a life left.  I can still see the spark in his eyes sometimes but its' not there all the time and it's fading.  And I am out of hope.

Friday, July 1, 2016


So  I texted Heidi to ask her if I could bring some cows back. She said sure anytime.  So I  hooked the trailer up and backed up to the area by the shed to contain the cows in case they were going to fight me about getting in the trailer.  I went out sans dog to try and cut out the 2 that I wanted. That wasn't working so I brought them all into the arena. The 2 that I wanted headed straight for the trailer so I followed them and pushed Kitty(cow) away and locked them into the small area and before I said Boo they loaded themselves.  Lucky me.   I closed up the trailer drove out to the street and texted Heidi and told her they were loaded and I was coming , at which point she tells me she won't be home for another 3 hrs.  Crap.  I drove out the driveway backed up and drove back up the driveway, turned the trailer around and unloaded them. There were tornado warnings for Ct so I decided I would wait until tomorrow because I need to get hay from them after I unload cows.

Then I started to clean out the tub/fountain.  What a lot of work that turned out to be, but it's done now and hopefully the gypsy moths are done crapping in it.

Dually is feeling so much better.  He is more alert and more active and his appetite is back.  Once they start going downhill slowly you dont' notice how dramatic the changes are.  If he gets that bad again I hope I recognize it.

Thursday, June 30, 2016

Dually Rallies!!

He was feeling poorly until this afternoon.  We went out to Tufts this am to pick up some heart pills because I was out  and now he will be on 3 a day instead of 2.  I'm hoping that picks him up a bit.  While at Tufts a guy came over to talk to us and he barely whined at him, but a few hrs later we were picking up a sheep and someone he knew was there and he was non stop talking to her.  We napped this afternoon and he just tried to beg my whole dinner and he is throwing toys at me again.  So I should be able to sleep tonight and not stay up and worry about him.

Going outside now to work cows.  The little cows are great to build my confidence and Kips.  The new pup will get to work these as soon as he gets here.  fun

Edge got stepped on and rolled and he ran a cow into a fence and it broke the fence post.  Geez he's a bulldozer.

Kip did well. But if a cow looks at him even 30 ft away he wants to turn tail and run.  Of course he does that for all stock except maybe ducks so I can't blame the cows.

The sheep and goats got into my garden and ate most of the weeds, the peppers, the beans but left the tomatoes and the zuke.