Chow time

First, a reminder that my Newsletter is coming out tomorrow. If interested email me at sherri@justdogswithsherri.com and put Newsletter in the subjtect line.

I've been feeding "real food" for a very longtime. I started way back when my pack consisted of Clyde, Jessie and Tilley. That is back now 10 years ago; I miss Clyde, what a wonderful guy he was with just the best temperament ever. It was his health that got me started, it was declining so I started my research. Things have changed over the years, I've tweeked and adjusted what I feed and occassionally feed the best kibble I can find just for ease sake.

This whole feeding "real food" to dogs is a big adjustment. When asked what I feed my dogs some people shake their head in dismay; others are quite interested. When you have more than one dog to feed; getting it just right can be a challenge. What works for one may not with another, what one likes the other two may not. And one of the biggest considerations is taste, not everyone has the same likes and dislikes.

In my house I have one who will eat anything, one who will eat almost anything and then there is Luke who will eat next to nothing. He is the one of the fussiest dogs I have ever met in my life; but we're getting it. Slowly but surely I am figuring out this very complex boy. Recently I purchased what is called beef trim; it is the meat that is the outer dry meat cut off after hanging and before butchering. There is alot of grissle and such on it, and Luke loves it. He tends to really like the chewy challenge so I will be getting more.

Variety is the most important thing; just like we should eat a large variety of foods so should our dogs. Often we are told that our dogs should only eat one type of dog food, no treats, no variety and definitely no "people food." I don't use the term "people food" for what I give my dogs. For me; people food is stuff like Pizza, burgers, souffle, you know things that I had to make. So to give you an idea of what my dogs eat. Lastnight they had raw beef trim, green beans which they all really like, apple, green pepper, probiotics and Tilley had her cranberry d=mannose.

This morning will be different, perhaps some ground turkey with bone, arugula, oatmeal, wheat grass and egg. It is a big step to go from your comfort zone of dog food to preparing food for your dogs. There is alot of research to do and every dog is very different. There is alot of trial and error that goes with feeding a pack of dogs and along with watching what goes into your dog you must watch what is coming out. Some foods just don't sit well with certain dogs, just like some foods don't agree with us.

And just like for us; food is best cooked as little as possible for our dogs. Although our dogs have very different digestive tracts and must have their veggies and fruit either partially cooked or cut very tiny to aid in digestion. I know lots of people who would never consider preparing food for their dog; they don't even prepare food for themselves and that is perfectly fine. Dog food has come alongway and there are some great foods to choose from. When I do reach for a dog food bag it is Orijen or Stella and Chewys.

I need a ramp

I need a ramp, a dog ramp and I'm out to find a good one. I saw a couple with one the other day but as they pulled away from the park it was hanging out their back window; not what I'm looking for. I want a ramp for my xterra; a midsized suv. Tilley has not jumped in nor out of the car for a longtime now and I'd like to spare my back. I can easily lift her in and out but I'd like Luke to use a ramp as well. He is more than able to do the jumping and it is not the in I'm worried about; I don't want his shoulders to take the impact of the jump out.

So I'm on a hunt; being that my owns dogs do product testing along with two other dogs I have enlisted to test; I'm hoping we can get several products to give a try. There are many things to consider when getting a good suv ramp, ease of use, steadiness, quality and cost. So if anyone has a good ramp that they would like to tell me about I'm all ears.

The product testing on my website is just in it's fledgling stage. We've had some excellent products so far and I look forward to trying out some other great stuff.

Have a great short week everyone.

Hot hot heat

Okay, it is officially upon us and as one person put it; I'm in reverse bear mode. I hybernate in the summer. I hate this heat; I truly do. To me the only good thing about the heat is that it heats up the water that we want to swim in. The dogs don't like the heat; Tilley will spend most of her time laying on the tile floor in the kitchen and the other two just wiped for the day.

These are the days that I have to get up and get going. You have to get the dogs out really early if you want to give them a good run. If you get out just early then it will be a medium impact exercise and then if you leave it until not early; well you missed the boat. Both you and your do will suffer the consequences. It is summer folks and with that comes an added responsibility to keep our dogs safe from the heat.

LEAVE YOUR DOG AT HOME; is the first rule of summer.

If you are planning on walking your dog later than say 10am then first take off your shoes and stand on the pavement which you plan on walking your dog on. Is it freaking hot? Then forget the walk until later. Also take into account that your dog is much closer to the ground, the ground which is more than like asphalt. Asphalt gets hot in the sun and throws an enormous amount of heat upward. The lower to the ground that your dog is the more heat they will feel.

Do your dog a favor and get up and at it early. Get a nice run in while it's cool and be done for the day. Let your dog chill during the hottest hours of the day.

Walking the dogs

This morning I head over to a school yard very early with Jessie; she is very allergic to grass so schools are great over the summer vaction time to walk her. There are tons of rabbits and lots of smells for her. This morning she saw squirrels, rabbits and smelled rats. She was so full of energy this morning it was wonderful to see. She was darting and charging around like a 2 year old. There was an extremely noticeable change in her; could it be all the great food she's been eating lately? Perhaps.

And in comparison, after bringing jessie back from her walk I head out with the poodles. We met lots of dogs to talk to and Luke was his usually "joe cool." Tilley was really lagging this morning; I'm not sure if it was the fact that she knows there are rabbits at this park or if she is really slowing down that much now. And I did notice that she tripped several times. This getting old thing sucks; especially when it happens to such an amazing athlete.

TGIF

An off day

Today is an off day for me; you know one of those days where you're not quite sure what you are doing and when the day is done you are not sure what you did do. I'm out of whack for some reason; could be the latenight lastnight. Well for whatever reason; here I am writing my blog at 2 in the afternoon. Right now I am waiting to head out and pick up my cartilage. Sounds wonderful doesn't it?

I am hoping that it is what I'm thinking it is. I have not ordered it before so I'm not sure what to expect. Cartilage is a great natural source of glucosomine and chondroitin it is like a soft bone and entirely edible for the dogs. Or for anyone who would like to munch on it I guess. What I am hoping is that it is a good length; Jessie needs some really good chewing and she tends to just swallow if she can, so her very back teeth need some work. For some reason it is very hard to get back to hers. I can clean the poodles quite easily but it almost seems like Jessie has too many teeth for her little mouth.

The order is coming in just a few moments; this might be a regular purchase if I really like it and if I'm not too gross out by it. The last stuff I ordered was great, ground turkey with bone. The dogs loved it but it took me a while to get use to hearing the crunch as they ate. I have opted to give them meat and bones separately now, I feel I can better regulate the bone consumption if I give them a big bone to chew on.

Well I must be on my way; will let you know when I get it.

Anesthesia free dental cleaning

Doesn't anesthesia free sound wonderful? No need to have your dog put out for a teeth cleaning. With anesthesia there is always a health risk that you should know about. So; many are turning to anesthesia free dental cleaning. I scrape and clean my dogs teeth; so last week as I was holding Jessie scraping her teeth I was thinking about how someone else could do this without causing Jessie great stress. Not only was it hard to consider how this could be done but I couldn't even contemplate Luke having his teeth done.

I have serious issues with the whole practice of strangers holding down my dogs. It is not really my issue but one of my dogs; most dogs are not comfortable having a stranger hold them tight. They don't care that it is a vet tech or a dental assistant, they don't know this person and the more they struggle the tighter the strangers grip becomes. This is a hugely stressful occurance and one reason that I insist on doing the holding when my dogs go to the vet. If a guardian is comfortable doing the holding it should always be the first choice.

As far as anesthesia free dental cleaning; I don't get this at all. California law states that dental operations must be performed by a licensed veterinarian or under the strict supervision of one. But as I see these signs everywhere, grooming shops, training facilities, boarding and pet stores who are holding these anesthesia free clinics. There is no regulation of these services; no certification or registration boards to verify the person cleaning your dogs teeth knows what they are doing.

What I want to know is how they control the dog? When I tell people that I clean and scrape my dogs teeth they are astounded? They don't know how my dogs just lay there and let me do it. So if I was unable to get into my dogs mouth without them having a fit, if they were not okay with me going in a scraping; how could a stranger do it without totally freaking out my dog? I don't think they could. I'm thinking that it would be extremely traumatic for them. I would actually like to watch one of these teeth cleaners for a day and see how the dogs react.

So what are you to do? First; like anything else there is a huge spectrum of experience in any service business; there are good cleaners out there. What I would recommend is that if you are asked to leave, don't leave your dog there. In my opinion if you cannot watch what is going on, there is a reason. Next get your dog use to having someone in their mouth, even if you are not going to clean the teeth yourself it will help them in the longrun.

Give your dog a bone; that's right a big raw knuckle bone to chomp on. It is amazing how Mother Nature works. Giving a dog a bone to chew on is exactly how wolves stay away from the dentist.

The wolf inside

I have often written about Luke's lack of desire to eat; it is at times frutrating and not something I look forward to in any of my future dogs. Feeding a dog who eats well is a joy as is feeding a big strong growing boy. I like feeding people and dogs who like to eat; I guess I fall into the Mom category for enjoying to feed for sure. But Luke has given me pause to think about the whole "I don't want to eat" issue. What is it in Luke that makes him like this?

There are times I have put raw meat in his dish and he walks away. What I am finding and you will no doubt be laughing when you read this is that if I take his food and entice him with it; he will eat. So this leaves me to ponder. Lately I have been making him work for his food; taking a piece of meat and keeping it at a distance, winging it around like the proverbial airplane so to speak. Mmmmmmmm look at this, looks good eh? Giving him a little nibble but making him really want it by keeping it away for a bit*. This is really working, the more I keep it away the more he wants it. When I do give it to him he must pull it away from me which seems to trigger his prey drive, interesting.

So is Luke's low level food desire a problem caused by humans? Caused by the simple fact that we have over the years made eating out of a bowl the way we feed our dogs? Eating out of a bowl is a very unnatural thing for a dog; normal now after years of being fed in a bowl but genetically it is radically different from hunting down and ripping into their meal like a wolf would. Luke seems to eat just fine if his prey drive is tapped into. For us it is quite normal to sit down at the table and eat our food very civilized like; for dogs not so much.

Luke is a different dog; he is like the "big book of dogs" for me and has taught me much over the years. He is reactive and very instinctive although many onlookers would think not so. There is clearly a wolf very near the surface of his poodle exterior. More often than not we humanize our dogs; I try very hard not to do this myself but as a human it happens and luckily for us many of our dogs have adjusted to our weird and strange human ways.

Life is an evolution for all involved.

*For many dogs; keeping their food away will trigger a guarding behavior. I can barely get Luke to eat let alone guard his food; so I can use this to entice eating. I do not recommend using this for the average dog guardian.

It's all association

Luke lizard hunt'n

This video is cute but the reason I have it on here is so that we can discuss association in dogs. Dogs learn through association. Yesterday Luke found a lizard under the wood pile; yep there is a lizard in there. The way that you can tell that there is indeed a lizard in the wood is to watch Luke's tail, he is in a very high state of excitement.

The dogs rarely catch and kill the lizards; they are pretty darn quick and sneaky. But unfortunately this guy got caught. What is interesting is that once the lizard is caught and killed thus stopping all movement, there is no more interest. The dogs don't eat the lizard; don't think they taste that great because Jessie does eat other things. Luke not only ignored the dead lizard he went back to the pile thinking that his flushing technique would bring bag him another.

Throughout the evening he went back to the same pile, did a few stomps in hopes that there would be another lizard in there. Association is so important in the whole world of dogs, it is everything. When you see a behavior; perhaps new or strange it is caused by some sort of association. Luke has a bad association with doors that move on their own, he doesn't like when my bedspread blows up from the wind and he will immediately look at the door. He knows that if the spread is blowing there is a good chance that the door will slam which is something he hates.

The dogs know that the lizards are not out when it is overcast, you will never see them standing at the window on a cloudy day. But, when the sun it is out they are often seen checking their backyard for lizard though the back window. It is not a whole thought process like ours, although we do use association just not quite to the degree that dogs do.

By dissecting a behavior and being a detective you can often figure out where an unwanted behavior comes from. There was an association somewhere. Jessie has a tendency to go after little furball dogs. She has been attacked several times by them so I don't blame her. She figures get them before they get her. Tilley also associates the sun with shadows; she will not stand out in the yard on a cloudy day either.

Not all associations are simply; they can be very complex and take alot of work to figure out.

It's in the blood

Jessie loves nothing more than to hunt critters. Jack Russells were originally bred to hunt foxes with their owner and anything else that moved. They were kept by many to keep vermin away from the farms and their ability to hunt and kill small animals is not to be matched. The Jack Russell and the Fox terrier were once the same dog. One dog and a fork in the road, one Jack Russell continued down the working road and the other down the opposite road slowly evolving through dog shows into the Fox terrier of today.

Terriers in general are a tenacious group; and until you have had a terrier of "true" temperament you cannot fully understand these little dogs. Just yesterday as I was walking my poodles in the park I passed a gentleman with a Scottish Terrier. Each time we walked past him he veered off of the path and distanced himself. The last time round the park I shouted to him "feisty scottie eh?" He grinned as I told him that I had a Jack Russell Terror at home and fully understood.

This morning I took Jessie over to the school for a run; she loves it. The entire time she is in the "zone." Her body posture oozes that she is "on a mission." She is on high alert as the squirrels (stupid that they are) alert her to their presence. She knows she cannot catch squirrels but every once in a while she will charge one; you can see her beaming. You simply cannot see more joy in a dog than a Jack Russell hunting for critters.

We walked the school yard where all the rats hang out; yes rats. I was mortified the first time I saw them but it is a fact of life; there are lots of rats around here. And Jessie's favorite subjects to hunt are rats. She can smell their little footprints everywhere but it is only when she knows that they are actual present that she goes into crazy mode. Today she found a fresh scent in a sort of underground drainage thing; it had a steel plate running over it with gaps every so often. She checked each and every gap and soon knew exactly where they were. With her tiny little legs she attempted to extract them from their hiding spot; we moved on.

By the time she is done her walk she is exhausted; I know she barely realizes that I've been with her the whole time. I love letting her do what is in her blood, it is what makes her tick. She is afterall a Jack Russell Terrier.

Dominance and confidents

There is no misunderstanding this communication; ears forward, tail held high and a hard stare.

Dominance has become a very "in" word and one that is quite misunderstood. For many the word dominance alone is a bad thing. The dictionary meaning of dominance is:

position especially in a social hierarchy.

Dominance in a dog means that status ranking is more important. A dominant dog is more apt to push with status seeking behaviors to maintain a higher position in a hierarchy. There are many levels of dominance from slightly dominant to fat headed over dominance. During temperament testing when puppies are 7 weeks of age I test for dominance. Along with other tests which are done; findings are recorded and that puppy should be placed accordingly. The time when dominance can go wrong is when a puppy is placed in the wrong home; a dominant dog needs someone who understands it and is a strong leader.

A dominant dog placed with a very submissive human can go wrong quickly. If a dog pushes and gets no resistance; then even a great dog can turn bad. But it really doesn't matter if you have a dominant dog or not; you must be a leader. I have seen even the most meek of dogs quickly become dominant accompanied by big issues which was entirely created by having a weak leader.

Dominance is just an explanation of personality type; not a doomsday evaluation. I have had to change my terminology sometimes when speaking to guardians because they get stuck on the word "dominant" and cannot move past it. My boy Luke is quite dominant but not very confident so easily controllable. My Jack Russell is a highly dominant female; very typical for the breed but with strict rules the only dominance shown in our house is towards the other dogs. And even that is kept for when things get a bit out of control. She is a very good leader; she is not neurotic about her position. She is serious and factual which are good traits for a good leader.

Tilley is a very non dominant dog; I would class her as a very level and highly confident dog. She in no way seeks status in our pack and is happy hanging out in the middle. She is submissive only when needed and fits like a glove into our pack. It is of the utmost importance that I run the pack; I am the leader and I make the rules. I will not let Jessie and Luke hash it out for top dog status; I just won't allow it. And because of this the dogs know who is the boss here.

Where the wires have become entangled with the whole dominance thing is when aggression is added to a dominant dog. Dogs who are highly dominant will use aggression to keep or maintain their status. A dominant dog carries themselves as such and it is a clear message to all who they are. Dominance aggression is the act of maintaining status and can lead to big trouble. It can be in the form of a challenge to another dog; resource guarding or bullying. Just like in humans bullying is unwanted and should be stopped always.

The best type of dominance is when it comes with confidence. A confident dominant dog is a joy to watch. They are typically wonderful leaders; never getting flustered and only using "reasonable force" to solve issues within a pack. In all my years of dealing with dogs in some form I have met very few "amazing leaders" but when I do I could watch them from sun up till sundown. One such dog was a mix I had the honor of meeting. He had been a stray street dog in LA and now lived with a wonderful woman. I got to witness this amazing dog in action one day at the dogbeach. His presence on the beach was immediately understood and I could not take my eyes off of all the behaviors that were unraveling and falling into place. It is something to see when there is a true leader in your midst.

So dominance in itself is not a bad thing; it can and often turns bad by an uneducated human.

Canine products

Good Friday morning; same ole here, overcast. Gotta love June gloom in Southern California. I wanted to disguss canine products this morning. I love a great dog product but I am not a big consumer of tons of dog stuff. The things I do like are the necessity type things; leashes, collars, bowls, beds and pretty much anything else that will make my life living with dogs easier. But a whole lot of the stuff out there today is crap; useless to throw your money at.

It is not often that I venture into a big box petstore; I much prefer to support the small specialty ones who care. The guys who carry the "good stuff" not the products that Walmart carries. And surprisingly enough there are alot of little guys out there and doing really great; they have a very big fan base. I love learning about new great places to buy very cool dog stuff.

I have been to so many Pet expo type shows where I walk aimlessly down the isles shrugging; who buys all this stuff? But every once in a while I will come by something that triggers my "hmmmmm, this might be good" sense. This is why I have a box full of harnesses, both body and face, collars and leashes in my garage. And the ones I use on a daily basis? These. I started using these leashes at the age of 13 when I was training and have stuck with them. I like the 5/8" width and 6-8'length. Plain and simple.

Infact I have a new section on my website where both my dogs and "official" test dogs are testing and reviewing canine products. I reserve the right not to test and review any product which I think not good for dogs. There are alot of things out there that have become a staple in many guardian shopping carts that I feel very strongly against. And I cannot stand when a product uses catchy marketing terms to make you think that you are giving your dog a great product; words like green, natural or fresh.

We have a good panel of testers at Just dogs with Sherri, just my dogs alone offer a huge varied personality of likes, dislikes and different destructive levels. We can give a product a great test but we also added a nice big ole Labrador and a little one. You can read about the others and my guys here.

So I hope to get some cool items in for testing and we will weed through the good and bad.

The big one

It was just another show; I was handling in the junior showmanship ring again. Junior showmanship is different than the regular breed ring; this is where you the handler are judged and not the dog. So all eyes are on you. We had decided which of the dobermans I would take into the ring and I was ready. I'd been in so many competitions at this point that it was old hat, I wasn't nervous at all until I found out who our judge was to be. She was a bigtime pro handler and author of this book I can't find an image of the book but I use to have my own copy; I may still have it somewhere in the mass of dog books that I have. Anyhow she was big and then the nerves kicked in. Wow, Martha?

I managed my nerves and was soon chill about going in the ring again; and then a glitch. I found out that "my dog" was to go into another ring and I had no dog to handle. I frantically ran around looking for a familiar face; what dog was I going to use? Finally at the very last moment possible; standing at the edge of the ring and going in that ring momentarily I asked a nice couple with their beautiful Airedale if I could use her. They agreed and handed her over to me; they stood on the sidelines watching.

Having never met this dog we did our quick "hi" and away we went. There were several different age groups and then the "best in show." I had won my age group so I was going in again; I had never handled an Airedale up until now, who knew that I would have my own airedale (which my very first dog) in a few short years? We went in; did our thing and won the big one; the trophy, the rosette ribbon, the huge bag of Purina dog food; which at the time was great a big win. I won it all; but the biggest win for me was what Martha whispered to me as she handed me my trophy. "My dear; never stop handling, we need more handlers like you in the ring." I was beaming.

Looking back at that one small phrase now; that alone stands out in my memory. Not that I won, not the ribbons, the trophies or the other prizes which are all long gone now; but the fact that she had noticed my ability with dogs. And although I don't handle in the conformation ring anymore; infact I haven't for many many years I still handle dogs on a regular basis and will forever. It was always to be me and the dogs.

Work

"It's must be so much work;" do you know how many times that I have heard this phrase in regards to my dogs? Three dogs; you have three dogs? What is work? To me when I say I have work to do it usually means something I'm not looking forward to. It doesn't have to be horrible but something that I am consciously thinking about having to do. My dogs are not that.

As a photographer the work I have to do is work up photos, process them from RAW to usable images. I'm not a fan of this process; I do enjoy PSing (Photoshopping) images, it is a great outlet for creative energy. I love capturing the images; this is not work. But it is not work because I have found what I love to capture; if I had to be a wedding photographer or portrait photographer I would ask that you please kill me. Another one of my jobs is a dog trainer; that is not work to me either, I love it. There are things about it like the paperwork that is work; I am not a big fan of paperwork and it does tend to be put off for later if at all possible.

Exert oneself by doing mental or physical work for a purpose or out of necessity; this is one definition and pretty much sums it up. Work for me is something I'm not longing to do; not on my "want to do" list. So are my dogs work? Nope. I have never felt that my dogs are work; although if I do get the chance to get away alone for a bit I enjoy the fact that I don't have to care for anyone for a bit. Just like any Mom enjoys a break now and again.

I know that for many people having three dogs would be work; there is alot to do to be sure that they are all cared for properly. They have to be fed, picked up after, groomed, exercised, given mental stimulation and all the little things that keep them happy. For many people this would be too much; not something they would want to do. But just like everything else in our lives; we humans are different and what makes us tick is not what makes the kind standing next to you tick.

I remember before I moved to California; I stood looking at my two huge perennial gardens thinking that no one was going to want to keep these up. It was a passion of mine and I never considered it work; they were beautiful. When I returned that following year I visited my home to find my gardens in ruins; I was right. These gardens were alot of work if you weren't into gardening, but for me it had been my peaceful time; my passion.

So when I am preparing food at the crack of dawn or into the late hours of the evening, when I sit with my dogs heads in my lap scrapping teeth or plucking ears, when my back aches from bathing three dogs or when I have to wash 16 feet once again; filled with mud from a fun but muddy walk it is not work. No this is what you do when you live with dogs; if you want to live with dogs. And this is what makes me who I am. I love dogs; and especially my dogs.

The k9 digestive system

Although many people attempt to form our dogs into little people; they are not human and our nutritional needs are very different. The way we eat is different and the way we digest is very different. First off the dogs teeth are entirely distinct from the teeth in our mouth. Our teeth are meant for grinding our food; a dog's teeth are meant for tearing and crunching and pushing food back down into the esophagus, and from there down into the stomach where the process begins. Our process begins as soon as the food is in our mouth; through the chewing process we breakdown our food and our saliva starts to predigest. Dogs don't have predigesting saliva.

A dogs mouth is made to get the food down; their bottom jaw is fused making it impossible to grind, it cannot go back and forth. So when our dogs seem like pigs and swallow things down whole, this is because it is how they work. Typically a dog will crunch their food into bite sized pieces that they can swallow down. Other times when they are far too exhuberant they may attempt to swallow down a piece of food that is far too big. This is common practice with my Jack Russell. They may choke for a bit until it goes down or throw it up and give it another go.

Once the food goes into their stomach there is a recognition of food to be digested and a dogs pH level drops down to as low as 1 becoming highly acidic; so acidic in fact that it would literally burn a whole in our skin if we were to touch it. There the digestive enzymes get to work breaking down the food into molecules that the body can use. Once the stomach has digested most of the bulk food it is passed down to the small intestine where the liver and pancreas produce more enzymes for further digestion. From there it enters the large intestine and you know where it goes from there.

Dogs are not meant to eat the way we eat; they have entirely different food requirements and luckily there are a few good dog food companies out there that are heading towards that goal. But as with anything else in our consumer driven world there are far too many just trying to make a buck and are not concerned with our dogs at all. Do your research before you grab a bag of dogfood and if you can buy it at the big box store or the grocery store, you probably shouldn't be buying it.

Wild and crazy

I was thinking about wild and crazy this morning; all my kids were home for dinner lastnight and it gets pretty wild with the bunch. And then lastnight Luke was in one of his moods when he likes to push everyone around, a poke was called for to bring him back to reality. One poke, one finger and he drops back down to the real world "oh ya Mom is the boss."

I have often been amongst a bunch of crazy dogs wrestling; whether it is a house pack or just a bunch of friends when one of the people watching will become upset. Humans tend to jump to conclusions and assume all is not well when there is alot of canine vocalizing and jumping about. Dogs can sound like a pile of grizzly bears when they are playing. And usually someone ends up on top with the other on the bottom getting the worst of it. It's all fun.

If you have ever seen a dog fight; a real dog fight, there is a big difference between overexcited playing and a fight. Having shown Irish Terriers for years which my sister bred; dogfights were very common. They are a firey breed, tenacious to say the least. And rarely does a fight break out during play, it happens but not often. Usually a fight starts out with posturing and if you were not paying close attention you may have missed the communications altogether.

But as far as playing goes; it can get wild and crazy and if you have never been witness to a good ole' brawl between dogs it can be a bit intimidating. I remember when Tilley and Luke use to play fight; doesn't happen that often anymore and if it does it is for a fleeting moment. Tilley use to be able to beat the crap out of Luke; she would run at him with full power slamming him into the couch or knocking him off his feet. He use to be quite intimidated by her strength and ability to send him flying. I often wondered if the neighbors thought someone was being killed at our house.

Dogs ask one another if they'd like to play but not the way we do; it is all body language. If the answer comes back no then they should go play with someone else. Not all dogs are great at reading communications and there are also dogs who are obnoxious in their pushy behaviors so it is important to know if you have one of these types and keep them in line. Or someone just might beat the crap out of them.

But if the answer is yes, then it's on. And there is nothing more fun to watch than dogs in full play.

Are you listening

Dinner was late tonight for the dogs; which is fine because I don't like to keep a set schedule so that they cannot veer from the norm easily. I like the dogs to be flexible and not panicked if they don't eat by say five. So it was about 8 and I got out the frozen raw turkey; it needed to be in the micro about 6 min. on thaw. Yep, should have taken it out in the morning but I had a crazy busy day today. So it was a bit of a wait for them; they know as soon as I am preparing.

Tilley took up the slip stopping rug I bought for Luke, right at the kitchen door. There she sat like a statue, not flinching. The turkey was in for 3 min. and then had to go another round. I set the timer for three minutes and head upstairs to see what my daughters were up to. They were discussing the new fish that one of my daughters and I had gone to get today, names, types etc. when I felt a poke. I knew immediately who it was and what she wanted.

It was Tilley and she was there to tell me that the meat was done and that I should get downstairs and get feeding. I said "yes Tilley I know," and then came the second poke; she was obviously very hungry tonight after her big run with Dad this morning. "Okay, okay I'm coming," downstairs and into the kitchen with three dogs herding me there. Jessie started her jumping the minute she entered the kitchen and continued through the preparations.

Raw turkey with crushed bone, brown rice, vitamins, probiotics and cranberry D-mannose for Tilley. Yep Jessie is still jumping for her dinner at this point, she is very enthusiastic. Everyone has their place and turn; Jessie first by the stove, Tilley second by the fridge and last but not least is Luke, by the coffee pot. Everyone is patient, everyone waits their turn.

Sometimes our lives are just too busy; sometimes a good poke is all we need to keep us on track. Tilley often reminds me that I need to stay focused, she always has. When she has something to say, she does and I am always listening are you?

Give and take

Good Saturday morning, it's overcast with a cool breeze which is very nice indeed. Laying in bed early in the morning and into the not so early; surrounded by our dogs is the good stuff. Jessie is once again between my legs, Luke is curled up next to my husband and Tilley is still in bed. Who enjoys this scenario more? Both.

Spending quality time with your dog does not have to mean hiking for miles, training or doing a particular sport. It can simply be the special moments when you are enjoying each others company. How many articles have been written about how good dogs are for you? Touching a dog and connecting takes all the stress out of a day. I know from personal experience that there are somedays I come home and just need a hug; a dog hug. I will go into the livingroom and lay on the floor; the troops follow suit. There we lay enjoying and drawing from each other.

How much joy do we take from seeing our dogs happy; for me it is priceless.

The mind of a dog

The mind of a dog is a great thing to waste; how great is a matter of opinion but my opinion happens to be that they are pretty spectacular. The grey matter of a canine is a complex and complicated thing and learning each nuance can take a lifetime. It amazes me how people can have dogs for years and never really know a thing about dogs; to them a dog is a dog. They are dogs yes but if you just tap into the tiniest of behaviors it can open up to an avalanche of information. And this is what I never grow tired of.

The first and most wonderful thing about a dog is that they don't play games, they don't lie. It is all out there for you to see; that is if you are looking. Often a dog can hide their emotions but to the trained eye, they can see the hidden secret. Dogs are raw emotion, their life revolves around the action/reaction system. Each and every dog has a personality; just like us. How they react to life will be specific to them. But given the opportunity to learn, they will evolve.

As I have said many many times I love all dogs; every breed, every mix, every "designer dog." The exterior is the part for me where a dog is a dog (of course I have my exterior visual favorites). It is what is inside that fascinates me and the ability that they have to connect with us, humans. How each dog faces life has a great deal to do with the human that they live with. Has that human helped them to thrive, to face the challenge of living in a human world? Dogs are simple animals; they can be very happy with very little. A soft bed, good food and a loving companion and they're good.

But if you take the time to tap into that head; you will find so much more. Dogs communicate continually; you might not think so by watching your dog but they do. Their emotions are external; some are hidden when it is essential that others not know what you are feeling. Pain is one thing that dogs can hide remarkably and if you do not know your dog really well you may miss it. Showing pain in the dog world is a sign of weakness and could get you into big trouble so it can be difficult to see.

As a dog trainer and photographer it is my job to know dog behavior. When training I don't want a dog stressing or becoming frustrated so I always watch for the first signs. When photographing a dog you want a great expression, you can see stress, anxiety, fear and insecure behaviors in a dogs eyes. So knowing how to destress a dog so to speak is essential for a great shot. Ears play a big part in communication as well and for a relaxed happy shot the ears have to be a piece of the puzzle.

Often I will say to an owner that their dog is getting stressed; they sometimes do not agree and want to push on. "They're fine," but it is the tiny signals that let me know that the dog is not fine; no they are not bolting in fear but you don't want to wait that long or get to that point. Communicating with your dog can be very rewarding, the more you learn about your dog the more you will have to talk about. The more you communicate the more you will learn, it's a win, win.

Bug hunt'n

The dogs had a blast lastnight; we have June bugs. Along with the gloomy weather of June; hence the name June gloom we get the bugs of month. The June bugs here are half the size of the ones back home, I'm not joking. These guys are tiny here but they still work to entertain the troops. While watching "So you think you can dance" lastnight we had an intruder. It zipped around the ceiling fan for a while and then was torpedoed into a wall; that's when I let the hounds know.

"BUG"............This announcement gets everyone up and running. Luke especially; and once he gets going everyone is on fire. The hunt is on; we have dogs diving everywhere and me ducking for my life. I hate when June bugs land on your head and I do my best to swat them away from me. This and my occasional shriek sends Luke into a defensive frenzy.

It doesn't matter where the bug goes; the poodles are after it. And with the poodles barking and diving everywhere of course Jessie is trying to control matters which doesn't happen; leaving her feeling like she needs to get tougher. Each time Luke runs past her she hurls herself at him trying to calm him down; doesn't work. Finally we tell her to go laydown and she begrudgingly does; with her held slung low she sluffs off to the corner.

The bug lastnight lost us for a while; taking some downtime in the plant by the sofa but it wasn't long until he was up and going again. The poodles were ready this time and when it came into leaping range Tilley made an almighty jump but missed. It charged past the couch and Luke was on it jumping over the couch, hitting the back rebounding right back into action. Everyone stood frozen; where was the bug?

It was nearly a full minute that the poodles stood waiting for the word. I always find it for them and they are patiently anticipating the bug localation. "There it is!" and the dogs are scrambling to discover where "there" is. Laying on the floor in the middle of the room laid the bug; you would think just laying there it would loose it's appeal, nope. Luke takes one mighty dive and gobbles it down, game over.

Dog bowls

I'm in the market for some new dog bowls. Over the past 30 years I've bought alot of bowls for my dogs; some I've loved, some were a big mistake. The very best bowl that you can buy for your dog is a high quality stainless steel. Ceramic are good but you know what happens when you drop a ceramic bowl. And if you go with plastic bowls then your safe when you drop them but plastic holds much bacteria on it and dogs can also chew them up. I'm all for stainless but it has to be a good heavy weight stainless. So buying a good stainless steel bowl seems easy enough right? Wrong.

When you search for a stainless bowl you will find a vast difference in prices. Some are just out there to rip you off just like anything else but often the price goes with the quality of stainless. I've had stainless bowls that rusted; this left me wondering about the whole stainless thing. So I looked into it; the numbers are what you need to know, how much chromium and how much nickel is really in the stainless steel.

18/10 means that 18% is chromium and 10% is nickel. The higher the nickel content, the more resistent to damage the product has from corrosion. Often stainless is 18/0meaning that the nickel content is 0% and likely to rust, this is the cheap stuff. Manufacturers regularly hide the content percentage and go on the "STAINLESS" tag upfront, this is to fool you into assuming all stainless is the same. Make sure you read the small print when buying a dog bowl; you may as well get a good one. If you buy a good stainless bowl it can last a lifetime.

The other consideration is the slip factor. I know I would hate it if my plate was moving all around making a ton of noise when I was trying to eat; as do my dogs I'm sure. So I like to have a rubber bottom of some kind. I've found a good one in Jessie's bowl, tiny little feet on the bottom that hold up to the dishwasher. The poodles have a rubber ring around their bowls that have not held up. So that is why I'm looking for new bowls.

I stumbled onto an amazing bowl company the otherday; and I will be purchasing several of their bowls. Some of the varieties are pricey but the ones I'm looking at seem to be both practical and nice looking. I will let you know what I think after I get them and try them out.

Puppies and dreaming

I had a strange dream lastnight; I had been out looking for a poodle puppy. I found an adorable parti colored one; sweet as can be and she came home with me. Once I got her home and was showing her to my husband I noticed she was a smooth coat with erect ears. I seemed stunned by this obvious fact and thought back about the rest of the litter............no they all looked like poodles. Weird; although I know why I was probably dreaming of puppies, right before turning out the lights I had been looking at some very adorable puppy pics (Kim).

My dogs dream; Luke dreams every single time he falls asleep it seems. The girls dream and show physical signs of dreaming every so often. What amazes me about Luke is that he can be awake and then within minutes of him putting his head down he is twitching and running. People always want to know what their dogs are dreaming about; do they have bizarre dreams like we do? Well I guess we'll never really know but I would assume they dream about their life in general as we do.

Lastnight we took the three dogs for an evening walk; we went to the park where I take Jessie many mornings as it is well lit at night. There were rabbits everywhere; Luke and Tilley were on high visual predator mode, Jessie went by sent alone. She couldn't see the rabbits unless we were right by a light, then she saw them for sure. Luke whined nearly the whole time we were there and completed his full walk on his tiptoes. Tilley on the other hand was slunk down in stalk position as we rounded the park.

Because Jessie cannot see well she used her sense of smell to it's fullest and was zigzagging back and forth to take in all that she could. All the dogs were highly aroused; there were rabbits everywhere. I was a little surprised because I think I've seen only a couple of rabbits there in the mornings. So our walk was not the quiet one I had thought we'd have but it sure was good for the dogs. This type of mental stimulation is very good for our dogs; this is dogs being dogs to spot on definition.

Once home everyone took up their position on their favorite bed and bedtime did not come too soon for all. There was not a peep to be heard overnight and even now everyone is sound asleep curled up next to me, dreaming of rabbits I'm sure.

Big heart small body

Good Monday morning all; yesterday evening I was taking some photos of my dogs. They were placed in a patio type area together so that I could get some "family" type shots. All three dogs were just sort of hanging out. Luke did try to wander outside of the boundary area as was quickly replaced. Tilley of course was like a statue and Jessie was just doing what she had to. Once done I released the dogs and you would have thought by Luke's behavior that he had been confined for a month. He shot like a bullet and he was off.

It was obvious to the dogs and me that he was in supercharge mode and going to lapse immediately into a zoom. He first charged Tilley who surprising was into it. They brawled for a while; pretty good for a 12 year old gal. And when Luke was in full swing Jessie decided that enough was enough. I've never been able to capture Jessie hurling her little body at Luke; it usually happens at the most spontaneous moments and not something I can normally set up. But here it was and I had my camera.

After shooting Tilley and Luke playing I got some great behavior shots of Jessie trying to tell Luke and Luke trying very hard to be top dog. Even though he tries; he still ducks out of the way when she comes a fly'n. Jessie has a whole lot of attitude; lots of heart in this little girl. At 13 she has been the reigning matriarch since she came into our lives and the age of 12 weeks and quickly established her position with my then 9 year old male Clyde.

Although Jessie is the boss she does need help from me which is very important. I'm not going to stand back and let them have at it; this is never a good idea. Luke has been trying for top dog status for years now but being the doofus he is; there is not way I'm letting him take on the role. In the above images you can see Luke on his tippy toes; a position that he regular assumes and you can see Jessie ignoring his attempts. But it takes but one small poke from me to deflate him.

And in the end Jessie and Luke sniff the ground together; dogs that sniff together stay together.

Sunday family portrait day

This is one of my favorite shots of Luke, caught when he was enjoying the afternoon sun beam.


It's late; another great sleep in. Luke joined us early this morning rubbing his head on me and being generally adorable. Seeing the dogs enjoying sleeping in as much as we do is great; little Jessie flopping around the bed rubbing her head and stretching out her little short arms, too cute. None of the dogs have any intention of moving or getting up anytime soon; but today I'm going to try to get some nice canine family portraits.

As you all know I do not like a posed shot; infact I hate them. Although there are sometimes when even the biggest hater of a posed shot needs to get a dogs attention. Many dogs like my own Luke will do everything in their power to NOT look at me nor look even in my general vicinity. Patience is what you need for these type guys and in the end patience always pays off with "a look."

I've shot several of these type guys lately; not willing to even give me a second glance and I have discovered that the greyhounds are very hard to impress. With all of the crazy sounds I make; yes people think I'm nuts, I don't get even an ear raise out of the greyhounds so I've been working on my sounds and experimenting. Most dogs are pretty easy to get something out of and sometimes it is the nothing that you get that is the best shot. But being a dog photographer you have to know you body language; otherwise you can get an awful shot.

A slight turn of an ear, head posture or tail position can make the difference between a fabulous and awful shot. Working for that great shot is a ton of work and I love it.

Grooming

I've been grooming dogs for over 30 years. I started out easy, with the touch up things that a Doberman gets before entering the conformation ring. A few little hairs trimmed around the ears and nails and a wipedown incase of flakes, you don't want any flakes showing up on those red or black gleaming coats. From there it was stripping and the terrier group, not something I enjoy. My airedale quickly went from being stripped to shaved.

And then I got a poodle; this is what changed the course of everything. No sooner had I learned to groom for show and it was over. Grooming a companion poodle and a show poodle are worlds apart; but what is the biggest difference is the upkeep. That hair, oh that hair. You have to watch it all the time, wrap it, take care that it doesn't fade in the sun, don't let the other dogs pull on it and attempt to keep it from matting.

As a Mom with three little kids living in the country where I was surrounded by nature, keeping my show boy in full coat was not an easy task. The brushing alone is a daunting task but before a show it's crazy. The wash, the blowout, the brushing the scissoring........................too much and I cracked. In one crazed moment it was gone and laying on the floor. I had been prepping for a big show right in my neck of the woods; when I'd had too much grooming and shaved that huge brown coat off. I stood looking at the mountain of hair on my floor wondering if I was going to regret this move in the very near future. I have never; not for a moment looked back with regret.

Today my guys are in a very small group of the shaved poodle club; they carry no pom poms and are basically poodles in disguise. No one knows what breed they are and when they find out they are always amazed that poodles can look like..........well not poodles. They still take grooming but it is a bare minimum compared to the poodley poodles. I keep their feet and face shaved clean for ease. Faces hold food stuff and feet pick up burrs and things so they are both kept with the bare minimum of hair.

Tilley getting her face shaved.

Life is a continual motion forward.

Human issues with crates

I thought that I'd talk about crates this morning. The thought of crates sends many guardians into conjuering up ideas of the prison zone "oh no I wouldn't put my dog in a cage." Well my dog; my 13 year old dog who sleeps in a crate everynight was in her crate yesterday afternoon. I didn't put her in there; she went into have a snooze. This is what made me think of crates again. Jessie sleeps in a crate at night because taking a crap in my bedroom is not beneath her. She does not let us know if she needs out and will quite calmly go to the otherside of the room, relieve herself and go back to bed. But if she is in her crate, she let's us know she needs out. She is completely housetrained and would never go in the house other than at nighttime.

I have never felt bad for putting my dogs in a crate; dogs are den animals and to them their crate is their den, if you have used it correctly that is. Yesterday while I was working on my computer I heard Jessie in her crate redecorating her area. She flips and tosses her blanket in there to make it just so, then she lay down and went to sleep. I got a photo of her in the midst of her tossing, note the door is open.

So many of my clients over the years have had crate/kennel issues. When your dog destroys items; a diningroom table leg, your favorite shoes, the tv remote, your glasses or what have you, it can cause resentment. And many a dog ends up at the shelter after having destroyed their last item in the family home. The whole idea around a crate is to protect your puppy and protect your home until they are ready to be left with the run of the house.

A crate can make the difference between loving and hating your dog. But a crate must be used properly; never in anger, never as a punishment and never for extended periods of time. When puppies are young three hours is the max time and about 5 for adults. Anymore than that and it is too long. By making the crate a wonderful comfy place your dog will grow to love their little den. I've always had adults trying to get into the puppy crates when we have a new one. Dogs love quiet little nooks to sleep in.

So the next time you think of a crate in a negative; realize that it is your issue not your dogs issue that is the problem.

Expanding on a thing that bugs me

Yesterday I stated having to explain that I have to do the holding of my dogs at the vet is a big bugger for me. One of the main reasons that it bothers me so much is that I have to do it each and everytime I visit the vet. Yes they know me; but they always seem to forget this small thing about me. The last time I went to the vet it was with Tilley, she had to have a needle stuck into her bladder to draw some sterile urine (yes, ouch). Tilley is a champ, not a flinch, not even the smallest movement do I feel from her which amazes me.

When we discuss a procedure that needs to be done like this one to Tilley, they always reach out for the leash. That is when I take a big breath and begin, once again. "I have to be with her, bring the stuff in the room and I'll hold her." I explain that we have had several very bad experiences, and I must remain with my dogs. They are much happier at ease if I do the holding. The sad thing is that this makes me look sort of a crazy instead of the caring guardian that I am. I get alot of rolling eyes, more "I'll ask," than I'd like to hear and lots of discussion behind my door.

I understand that there are not alot of people who do not want to hold their dog while a procedure is done but is it really that tough to understand why my dog will be more comfortable with me doing the holding? I mean dogs work like this;

sidenote: as I wrtie this Luke's tail
is wagging madly as he dreams, very cute.

when a dog is upset, scared or anxious and you hold them tightly so that they cannot move, more panic. Thus creating a cycle of panic; some dogs are fine with being held by a stranger, MOST ARE NOT. Why do vet offices not get this, this is a very simple fact to get. I would no more want a person to come up to me and squeeze me very tight, not letting me go when I wanted release than my dog does. So why do I get the "crazy lady" treatment when I need to be there for my dogs?

Even Jessie who is very people friendly, very non skittish will panic when some stranger tries to wrap her up and hold her tight. It is much less scarey if Mom holds her. With the latest episode with Tilley; the vet asked me several times if I was sure that I was not going to faint...................uh yep, I'm sure. I explained that we have done this many times, I'm not the squimish type. He finally agreed.

Times are changing in this world, everything is changing and so should a guardians participation in the care of their dog if they desire. If you do not want anything to do with participating in the care of your dog, then that is your prerogative. You should be allowed to hand off your dog to the vet techs and wait in the waiting room. But if you want to be there for your dog, holding and just plain being involved you should not have to go through a whole schpeel everytime.

Would you have your child taken away from you and brought behind close doors for a simple procedure? I think not.

Things that bug me

How cute is this little guy? That's my finger in the picture.

It's around the corner and I'm not happy about it. The heat, the summer heat in all of it's blazing glory, I am not a fan. My perfect weather is somewhere around the low 70s but it'll heat up here into the high 80s and 90s very soon. This means several things but one big one is that I have to get the dogs out early, sometimes before 8 or it's just too hot to enjoy. But while we have some nice June gloom still I will take advantage and enjoy.

The heat bugs me but there are other things that bug me as well;

My top 10 dog related "things that bug me" list.

People who walk their dog in the really hot heat.

People who use choke collars and extension leashes.

Non dog friendly places.

That I can't take the dogs on the beach where we are surrounded by beach.

Mean people/mean dogs.

People who DO NOT pick up after their dogs; it takes but one to ruin it for everyone else. Or worse, the ones that pretend not to notice that their dog is taking a crap.

Humans that treat dogs like little dolls and don't let them be dogs.

Having to explain why I should hold my dog at the vets instead of the tech, everytime I go to the vet.

That's my top 10 for 6:00 am Wed. June 3rd 2009. Believe me there are lots more but that's all my sleepy brain can think of at the moment. Now to finish my coffee and get these lazy butts out for a run. Have a great day.

Canine intelligence

Nothing much going on; trees and birds but then outcomes the squirrel below; see Luke's ears raise?




















Dogs are smart; really smart. They are actually far more intelligent than we think they are and even me who thinks that they are amazingly smart; am sometimes blown away by them. One of the smartest dogs that we have ever had is Luke. When I say this my kids usually laugh; yes Luke is a goof, nervous, easily excitable and a bit high strung but his intelligence is way up there.

Luke is a tv watcher, he is a watcher of most things and nothing gets past this boy. I have told many people how he watches documentary shows with us through their entirety but I'm not sure if they understand how he watches completely, he is not a casual glancers like many other dogs. Yes he looks at the tv if a dog barks but he watches the show through the lulls and the high points and his ears let me know this that he is paying close attention to the show.

Luke has his spot where he typically lays after all of his toy destruction in the evening. Once he has fulfilled his beastly wrecking mode he settles in to watch some tv. He doesn't watch shows like American Idol, House or any trivial type show he watches animal documentaries, dog shows, training shows etc. It must have animals in it or he won't watch it; very much like his Mother. ;)

The above shots of him were taken lastnight; we were watching a documentary on Yellowstone Park. He was watching with little interest until a squirrel came on the scene. His ears were going up and down as the squirrel moved around and once it was gone, ears down again. He loved the part with the Bison fighting, he watched as the wolves took down and ate an Elk and all of the other parts that had animal highlights.

I have to admit he is a remarkable dog; I am very surprised by the length of time he will watch. And every so often when the show gets really exciting he will get up and try to sniff the animal on the screen. He is the definition of a dog by my side.

Memories

We had a pretty quiet weekend; it was overcast the entire weekend with a few fleeting moments of sun around 6:00 last evening. Most definitely a different weekend here in SoCal. I'm not complaining; as you know I am not a fan of heat so I very much enjoyed the cooler weekend for a change. My husband and I went to the Dana Point boat show with him looking at the 50 footers and me scouting for the kayaks. I'm looking to get an Ocean Kayak. Back home in Canada my folks have two of these at the cottage and I love them.

There is nothing better than slipping out with a coffee in hand and a dog by your side; hopping into the kayak and silently paddling around the shore as the sun comes up. Jessie use to ride in the kayak with me always; infact we were just remembering how much she loved it yesterday. She use to stand at the very front; with her toes hanging over the front edge I'd always warn her "you're going to fall off." But she never did even when she made her much too early leaps back onto the dock as we ended out trip.

Jessie use to love to be at the cottage; she's a good little hunter. She would comb the shore all day long looking for frogs, but unfortunately for the frogs, if she found them it was one crunch and over. I remember the time right before we moved here to Southern California, we had moved out of the house and were staying two weeks at the cottage before our flight here. Two weeks at the cottage is a longtime and the dogs got really skinny, running, swimming and hunting for two weeks is sheer heaven for them.

I had three at the time; Clyde, Jessie and Tilley. Clyde never enjoyed the kayak; just too wobbly for his old crooked body but Tilley liked it and often dove off for a swim and then I'd haul her back in; which was no easy feet. But these kayaks are great for stuff like that; they aren't the tippy type, those skinny little things you roll in. These are sturdy and a lot of fun. Funny how thinking of one thing conjuers up a slew of great memories.

My sister's dog Ruby who is a Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever (pictured above) is always in the kayak. I have a ton of photos with her riding out front, toes slug over the edge just like Jessie. And she also loves to dive off before they reach the dock. She is a fabulous water dog and as my dogs can't join me at the cottage any longer I take great joy in watching her and her family enjoy the cottage.

And as always; there is always a dog by my side in my best memories.