Wyoming Trip: Time To Go Home

As Robin liked to say: “Bootcamp is over and your release papers are in”.

Around 8am, all of us woke up, had our coffee, fed the dogs and then got ready for our final breakfast together.

Once breakfast was over, I went to finish packing the rest of my clothes and then Bill came into the room to make sure I didn’t miss anything obvious. I was shocked, but all of our stuff fit back into the suitcase without the need of the expansion portion either. Huib told me the suitcase is stronger without the expansion part being used, so I tried to make sure I could close it without the need of more room.

Around noon we piled the dogs, my suitcase and backpack into the vehicle and set off for Denver.

Other than a quick stop for lunch in Longmont, we didn’t make any other stops and arrived at Denver International Airport around 2pm, two and a half hours before my flight – which is a good thing because I didn’t make it to the gate until 3:40.

When we finally found the check-in counter, the clerk told me that she would order a wheelchair. When I explained that I did not require one, I just needed someone’s arm, she said that my request was not possible, that they only had people with wheelchairs available. I asked to see her supervisor. I don’t like being difficult, but the clerk was being rude and stupid. There is no reason why an airport shouldn’t have people to escort me to the gate without me needing to sit in a wheelchair to get there. After about 10 minutes of waiting, I moved back to the counter and asked her again to speak to her supervisor. She said her supervisor was busy, but that she would check me in and take my suitcase while I waited. She also said that she could give Bill a boarding pass and he could escort me to the gate. I asked that both Bill and Robin be able to do it if that was needed, but Robin didn’t have her ID, so I told the woman that an escort was going to be needed – I didn’t want Robin to have to sit and wait for Bill to return. the supervisor finally came out after 20 minutes and apologized for being so long. She said they had some trouble with an Ice Air flight and she also apologized about her employee. She said the woman was newer and had not assisted a person with a disability before. She said that it was her who had told the clerk to order a wheelchair, but that once the clerk learned I was visually impaired, that she should have found me an escort to walk down with, not expected me to sit in a wheelchair – I had decided that if I was going to have to have someone take me down with a wheelchair, that I was going to put Rogue into it and hold the back handle, lol! The supervisor said that it was going to take about 30 minutes for an escort to come help me, which I was okay with, but Robin told bill to take rogue and I to the gate.

After getting his boarding pass, Bill, Rogue and I set off for our gate. After going down a couple of escalators we finally made it to security where Bill’s boarding pass refused to work. After about 5 minutes of waiting, the guy gave bill another one. At security, I took off my shoes and belt and took my laptop out of my backpack, then proceeded through the metal detectors and, of course, I beeped. The guard asked if Rogue’s harness had any metal on it and I said yes, but offered to take everything off and have Bill call her back through. I did this. I stripped rogue completely down and wearing nothing, she ran through the detectors back to Bill – I was SO proud of her! I then walked back through the detector and beeped, so they asked for a female screener to come do a pat-down. the screener was really nervous, she worried about hurting me and also worried that Rogue would mind her touching me. Once I reassured her, she did her thing. while we were with the screener, another woman with a service dog was in a couple slots down. Rogue alerted me to the other dog, but when I asked her to stay, she stopped paying attention to the dog and just stayed standing where I asked with her leash loosely between us. Bill said he saw all of this and was very impressed. Once the pat-down was done, Bill came over with my stuff and I got everything back in its place.

At the gate, Rogue and I said goodbye to bill and then settled between two guys that were really friendly. One guy was travelling with another man and the other guy was travelling with a woman and a man. After a bit of waiting, the one guy asked me if I was going to be pre-boarded and when I said yes, he said that someone would probably come soon because they were taking some people in wheelchairs over to the ramp onto the plane. When I said that I hoped they didn’t forget I was there, both men said that I didn’t need to worry because they wouldn’t allow the plane to forget us – Canadians are SO friendly!!

Once on the plane, Rogue settled at my feet and since no one was in the seat beside me, I put my backpack under the seat in front and waited for takeoff.

The flight was relatively smooth. A flight attendant offered everyone beverages, so I had a Coca-cola while I read. When we got closer to Toronto, a flight attendant came over and gave me a customs form. I explained that I was visually impaired and would need assistance filling it out. She said that no one had told the attendants I was blind, so she felt bad that I had not been shown the safety features personally. I told her I was okay.

When we landed, I immediately sent Huib a message to say we had touched down. He said they were waiting just past baggage. The plane had to taxi for a bit so a spot would clear for the pilot to park, so I didn’t end up getting to Huib, Dad and Cessna until about 20 minutes or more after I had initially messaged him. Rogue was SO happy to see Huib and Cessna was SO happy to see me. I gave Rogue’s leash to Huib and he gave me Cessna’s.

It was an awesome trip and experience for both Rogue and I. Hopefully someday we’ll get a chance to return and show Robin how much we’ve grown as a team.

Wyoming Trip: Leaving On A Jet Plane

Don’t worry, we’ll be coming back again.

Early Tuesday morning, Huib and I woke up, took showers and got the Orlando ready to go to Pearson International Airport. Rogue and I were due to board the 8:15 flight to Denver.

At the airport, Huib and Dad walked us to terminal one, where we were met by a special services person from Air Canada. Huib and Dad were not allowed to pass through security, so after saying our goodbyes, Rogue and I followed the Air Canada person.

Rogue was awesome! She never once turned to see why Huib wasn’t joining us, she just guided me with complete confidence. We dropped our suitcase off at baggage checkin and then I had to remove various items to go through security – of course I beeped.

I was surprised that the security person didn’t ask me to take Rogue’s harness off or to have her come through the detectors alone. The lady just felt each of us lightly and then passed her wand over.

Around 7:30, Rogue and I finally reached the gate, where we waited for another Air Canada person to come escort us onto the plane. Usually the staff take persons with disabilities from place to place on a cart, but the woman who escorted us from security to the gate told me that whoever was driving the carts said they didn’t feel it was safe for Rogue. I really didn’t mind though. It was a bit of a walk, but it was also a good walk for Rogue before she would need to lie calmly on the plane for close to 4 hours.

Once our flight was called, a woman came over and escorted Rogue and I to the plane, where a flight attendant took us to our seat. Even though I was not sitting where the attendant thought I should be, bulkhead, Rogue had a good amount of space to just relax. She slept the entire flight, only getting up when people began moving around.

Once we landed, a flight attendant came to escort us to the doors, where a guy waited to take us to baggage, where our friends were waiting.

It was so awesome to finally meet Robin, Roxy and Bill for the first time in person. Bill helped me get my suitcase off the carousel and then we walked over to where Robin and Roxy were waiting with their dogs Sherman and Soleil.

After piling into the van, we made our way to Cheyenne, which is about an hour and a half or so from Denver.

At Robin and Bill’s house, we let the dogs play and then got ready to take the dogs out on their first walk in the area.

Rogue and I had some trouble with the funky curb-cuts in the area, but otherwise we did quite well.

I think this trip is going to be awesome for both of us because we are together without Huib and because both Robin and Roxy are willing to help us work out some of the kinks.

Caught Red Handed

On thursday, January 30th, at approximately 11:29am, a 64 year old man contacted investigators regarding a possible homicide.

When questioned, he said: “I came downstairs to make a tea and when I looked into the living room, I saw white fluff scattered throughout. Even though I did not see a body, I knew instantly that a crime had been committed and called authorities”.

When asked if he noticed anyone in the area, he stated that he had seen three suspicious characters napping on the couches.

Once investigators felt as though they had obtained all of the facts, they began examining the crime scene. Just inside the living room they observed various piles of white fluff, and upon further investigation they discovered parts of a plastic squeaker.

while they were searching for clues, a young male golden retriever came over to see why they were touching his toys. When questioned about the fluff, he claimed to have no knowledge of the situation and said that he had been grabbing some water when he heard the older man gasp.

when asked if he had any idea who could have committed such a horrible crime, he told investigators to talk to his fox red roommate.

while searching for this fox red roommate investigators came across an older female black lab lounging on one of the living room couches. When asked if she had seen anything, she remained tight lipped and refused to cooperate. Not having cause to arrest her, investigators moved on, but kept her at the top of their suspect list.

Once they had collected all available evidence at the primary scene, investigators began searching for clues in other areas of the home. In the kitchen they met a female calico who claimed to have seen the tip of a caramel coloured tail leaving the scene when she was coming down the stairs. she said that she couldn’t identify the breed of the suspect, but she is certain that she saw a tail and that it was caramel in colour.

Moving upstairs, investigators began searching the bedrooms for clues. When they came across the master bedroom, they found a young fox red lab lounging in the middle of a queen sized bed with the mutilated body of a small stuffed anteater between her paws.

Investigators slowly approached the suspect and calmly stood in front of her, blocking access to the only escape route in the room. When asked about the victim, the young fox red lab claimed to know nothing about the situation, saying that she came across the body of Mr. Anteater downstairs and was upset, so brought his body upstairs for safekeeping.

Unmoved by her statement, investigators took her into custody and closed the case.

Mr. Anteater was laid to rest in the waste section of the family garbage bin.

It’s Canada Day!

Cessna, Canyon, Rogue and I wanted to take a moment to wish all of our fellow Canadians a very Happy Canada Day!

There are some special events going on at some of the parks around Guelph, so I think we’ll take Rogue and Cessna to check things out.

Later in the evening, there will be fireworks, so the dogs will stay home while Huib, dad and I go watch them. I used to take Phoenix to fireworks displays, but I have heard of other people needing to retire their guides after such events, so I won’t ever take another one of my dogs. so far, none of my dogs seem phased by the sounds of fireworks, so I’d rather keep it that way.

Happy Canada Day Everyone!!

My Sister’s Wedding

Saturday was my sister’s wedding. I think I mentioned her getting engaged in an earlier post, but I really wasn’t too involved in the planning, so I haven’t talked about it much here on the blog.

On the Friday afternoon, Huib, Dad, Rogue and I packed up the Orlando and headed to Niagara Falls. We arrived around 4:30pm, checked in at the hotel we were staying at and then began bringing our stuff inside. I called my sister to find out what the plan was for dinner, but learned she was not yet in Niagara Falls, so we went to Shoeless Joe’s on our own.

I ordered chicken breast with goat cheese on it, along with a garden salad and some french fries. Dad ordered a baked chicken penne pasta and Huib got a club sandwich with fries. the food was good, but the portions were on the small side and quite expensive.

After dinner, we walked over to the Falls View Casino and went our separate ways. Huib and I took Rogue for a walk down by the falls, while Dad went into the casino to try and win some money – good thing we don’t live too close to any casinos, lol! On our way back to the hotel, I got a call from my sister. They had arrived in town and had met up with Dad. We had planned to all meet back at our hotel room, but somehow the plans were changed without our knowledge, so we went to visit my aunt and her guy friend at another hotel. Each of us were in a different hotel, but none was more than a five minute walk away, so it worked out perfectly.

Rogue trying to get a closer look at the falls. I'm standing to the left looking toward the camera. Rogue has her head underneath the bottom rail.

On Saturday morning, Huib, Dad, Mark (my new brother-in-law) and I met up with my aunt and her guy friend for breakfast. Mark had stayed the night with us, and wasn’t allowed to see Brandi until the ceremony, so he hung out with us for most of the day. For breakfast, I had eggs Benedict, it was delicious! After breakfast, Dean (my aunt’s guy friend) joined Huib, Dad, mark and I on a walk down to the falls. We had planned to do a tour behind the falls, but the next available spot wasn’t until 1pm and the wedding was supposed to start at 4pm, so we thought we had better not chance it. Dad and Mark headed back to the hotel, while we went back to the Hilton with Dean. My sister was staying at the Hilton with two of my other aunts, so Huib and I went up to make sure she was doing okay. Huib also brought our camera and took tons of pictures while Brandi was getting ready.

At 3pm, Huib, Rogue and I headed back to our hotel to get ready. I wore black dress pants and black shoes, with a white button down blouse that had some black accents. Huib wore black dress pants, a black tie, black shoes and a dark long-sleeved purple dress shirt. Dad wore a black pinstriped suit with a white shirt, black shoes and tie that had a wolf on it. Dad was giving Brandi away, so he had to look good 🙂

When we arrived at the room where the ceremony was to take place, Huib and I went into the bridal room to wish Brandi good luck. We weren’t able to stay in there too long because her maid of honour and one of my aunts was busy altering her dress and Brandi was crying, so I had to quickly leave – I didn’t want to start crying as well. Even though she had tried her dress on the week before and the seamstress said she had made all of the necessary alterations, the dress ended up being too long and didn’t quite fit properly around her chest area.

When the ceremony began, Dad and Brandi came down the aisle to “When You Kiss Me” by Shania Twain. It was kind of an odd song to play when you are walking down the aisle with your Dad, but I understood the meaning behind her selection. Brandi was beautiful. She said she was concentrating hard on not tripping as she walked and tried not to look at everyone, in case she began crying again, lol! It was probably a good decision, because almost everyone in the audience was in tears, even Mark’s Dad, which got Mark in tears, lol! The exchanging of vows was pretty standard and the minister was pretty interesting. Brandi had wanted the same minister to do their ceremony as Mom, Dad and us had, but with the whole wedding package, the minister was included, so she decided to just go with the one provided. When they signed their marriage license, they had the song “From This Moment” by Shania Twain played, and then when they walked back down the aisle, the rest of “When You Kiss Me” was played.

In between the ceremony and dinner, we had some pictures taken with the photographer and then we had some coffee while catching up with old friends. It was really cool to see the girls we had grown up with, it had been so long since we’d all been together.

At dinner, Mark’s brother said a short speech and then Dad did his. I was supposed to write it for him, but I had gotten stuck, so Dad just did it on the spot. For dinner we were able to choose between chicken and steak, I think almost everyone picked the steak – it was awesome! Along with the steak, they served baby bokchoy and a baked potato, with a salad to start.

Rogue and I sitting at a table covered with a white table cloth. Rogue has her paws up on a chair that is covered with a white material looking toward the camera. I'm sitting behind her. You can see my white blouse with black accents. Rogue is only wearing her purple Haida whale martingale and Cessna's black leather braided leash. You can see the falls through the window behind me.

Brandi and Mark chose Savage Garden’s song “Truly, Madly, Deeply” for their first dance as a couple. brandi has always loved that song, so I think it was an awesome choice. After a bit, Dad and Brandi danced together to some song that I don’t know the name of, but that totally made me teary. It was about a Dad talking about his little girl growing up and how she reminded him of her mother – it was just so fitting. Finally, it was time to cut the cake. Instead of getting a normal cake that no one was going to eat, Brandi and Mark decided upon a strawberry cheesecake. I’m not a fruit fan in my food, but after Huib took off the strawberry topping, I ate the rest of the cheesecake.

After the cheesecake was served, several guests left, so the rest of us started getting ready to go as well. Brandi and Mark only invited twenty people to their wedding, so once most of the guests were gone, it wasn’t much of a party.

we all went back to our respective hotels and then everyone, but Huib and I, met up at a local night club. It was so funny to see Dad and my aunts getting ready to go to a night club. Huib and I didn’t feel it was a good place for rogue to be going, and didn’t think she’d remain quiet in our hotel room, so we stayed in and watched TV. Dad and the aunts returned shortly after leaving though, they had all forgotten their ID and were told that they weren’t allowed to enter, lol! Dad is 64 and my aunts range from 49 to 55, so it was pretty funny to hear their story. We were able to get a hold of Brandi and the others though, so everyone decided to meet at another place. dad didn’t come back to the hotel until the wee hours of the morning, lol!

On Sunday, we met up with Brandi and Mark for breakfast and then headed back here. Canyon and Cessna had stayed with Kelly, Josh and their dogs, so we wanted to get back and relieve them of their dogsitting duties.

Two Weeks In guelph

I had meant to write an update on Wednesday, but time got away from me. We’ve now been in our new home for two and a half weeks.

The past week and a half have been busy. We’ve unpacked more boxes and moved some furniture around. We’ve taken the labs on training trips. We’ve gotten together with Kelly and her pack twice. And we’ve taken all three dogs for hikes and a swim.

Last Sunday, we drove to Aurora to plant some flowers at my Mom’s grave. Mother’s Day has always been a tough day for me since Mom’s passing, but this year seemed easier. dad came with us, and I think seeing how happy he was helping Huib plant the flowers at Mom’s grave, really helped. After we were done, we drove to Sutton to see if my Aunt Dawn was around. her house was unlocked, so Huib called her cell phone and found out she was visiting her friend nearby. We drove over there and had a great time visiting. Aunt Dawn’s friend has several foster children, as well as, two male golden retrievers, two love birds and a 9 month old male pot belly pig. she told us to bring the dogs in with us, so we brought them in slowly. Canyon was initially interested in the pig, but quickly lost interest and settled at my feet, but Ruben, one of the goldens (Jack was away with her daughter tree planting) was a little too interested in him. Ruben kept licking Canyon’s face and ears, so just before we left, Huib took him and Rogue back to the car, so he could have a rest. The labs had to stay on leash because they were really interested in the birds and wouldn’t stop trying to sniff Poomba it was a good experience for Rogue though, she had never met a pig, let alone one that lives in a house.

Rogue and I have started doing some sidewalk guiding. She’s still hating the guide handle, but once she has it on for a while, she stops moping. I’ve been getting Cessna dressed and then her dressed, then walking around the house with Cessna, talking to her and giving her treats for being such a good girl, in an effort to make rogue jealous. It actually seems to be working. Rogue is taking less and less time to break free of the “roots” holding her in place when she first gets her vest and guide handle on. We’ve done some forward walking on the sidewalk, and other than her pull being excessive and her wanting to stay close to the grass on her side, she’s doing well. she is keeping me well away from the sidewalk edge and is quite responsive to my cues. this week, I hope to start her curb work, but it all depends upon her mood and the weather.

On Wednesday, Kelly, her boyfriend Josh, and their two Australian Shepherds, Piper and Baron, came to visit. the four of us, along with rogue and the Aussies, went over to the park across the road to do some group obedience. Josh was having a bit of a rough day, so he worked on keeping Baron’s attention and keeping him under threshold, while Kelly and I worked on getting the girls (Rogue and Piper) to perform their various obedience cues. Rogue was a little distracted by the smells and scenery, but overall, I think she did pretty well. I had her wear her new teal Kong harness, since I felt it was a good opportunity to work on her “pet” manners.

I bought Rogue the Kong harness so that she can wear it on leisure walks. I don’t want her to pull on her collar, and the Easy Walk harness seems to have caused some unforeseen issues. the Kong harness has a ring on the back that the leash attaches to and padding on the chest area, so Rogue finds it a bit too comfortable to pull. I’m going to work on her Level 1 behaviours, and start teaching her loose leash walking with it. I wanted to get her another front attach harness, but the only one I can find is the Easy Walk and I think the way it fit and the way it worked, may have caused Rogue discomfort and long-lasting issues with it. We’ve worked hard on getting her to feel okay with putting pressure into the chest strap of her Har-Vest, so I don’t want to go back to the beginning there.

On Thursday, Huib and I took the three dogs over to the park across the road to play frisbee. Canyon really likes frisbee, so we thought he’d enjoy running for it on the soccer field. He ran for it a few times, and then got distracted by another dog and ran over to check it out, ignoring our calls. Huib ran after him and noticed that it wasn’t actually the dog he was running to, it was a swampy pond he had seen. Canyon saw Huib coming, but totally ignored him and laid down in the muddy water – bad boy! Rogue had followed him, but did not get into the water – both youngsters were put back on leash and had to watch Cessna play frisbee on her own. Cessna thought it was awesome to be playing frisbee while the others were stuck on leash. After Cessna had had enough, we put her back on leash and then started walking along the gravel path that leads around the swampy pond (the water from the rain gutters collects there). I think that once Cessna and I do the route a few more times with Huib, we’ll be able to walk it on our own.

On Friday, we met up with a friend for lunch at Eastside Mario’s. I met Evelyn during my time at the University of Guelph. I had been a volunteer and then Co-ordinator for their Safe Walk Program, and Evelyn was a dispatcher for the University of Guelph Police. I’m not sure how we got talking, but when I used to live in Guelph, evelyn and I would get together for lunch once a month, so now that I’m back, we’re going to try doing that again.

When we had arrived at Eastside’s Huib went to park and the orlando stalled on him twice. we have had this happen a couple of times before, but they were never this frequent, so Huib became concerned. When we were done lunch, I asked evelyn if she’d mind following us over to the GM dealership, and of course, she said no problem. When we got back into the car, Huib saw that the engine light had come on, so we knew something was up. At the dealership, the woman at the counter told us they had no appointments, but Huib asked if they could at least run a diagnostics to see if it was safe for him to continue driving (since it was Friday), she said it might just take a bit. We took the labs into the waiting room and I did some obedience with Rogue – I try to do this in all places, so she learns to follow my cues everywhere. About 30 minutes later, we heard our names over the intercom and were told that the orlando was ready. They had replaced a valve.

While we had been waiting, I received a text from kelly asking if we wanted to meet her and Ace (her 4 year old male black lab) for a hike and swim. We met them at an old quarry near our former condo building. the dogs ran ahead, while we chatted. At the end of the long path, there’s a river that used to have a bridge over it, but the city must have taken the bridge down, so we let the dogs play there. A woman and her young male italian Mastiff were there as well, so we were a bit more cautious with allowing Canyon to roam. the other dog was intact, and seemed to be paying a little too much attention to Canyon, so Huib called Canyon over for some treats and waited until the woman and her dog were gone, before releasing him again. After about half an hour of swimming, we started walking back towards the vehicles. Kelly and Ace had to get back home to let the Aussies out, but we stayed behind and let our three swim in the quarry. Canyon was hilarious. He kept running along the shore to find the shortest route to the toy, while Cessna swam out to retrieve it. Once she made her way back to the shore, Canyon would meet her and bring the toy back to us as though he had been the one to do all the work. Just before we left, a woman and her female golden retriever showed up. the golden was really interested in our toy, so Huib threw it a few times for her to retrieve – the other woman hadn’t brought any toys for her.

this weekend we haven’t done too much. the weather is warm and starting to get a hint of humidity, so I play short games of fetch with Canyon in the backyard, but try to stay cool indoors otherwise. My migraines seem to be better living here. Maybe it’s because I am able to stay cooler, dad doesn’t have access to a wood stove, or maybe the weather is just more stable right now – either way, it’s nice not having to take extra meds.

The Case Of The Decapitated Valentines Teddy

On Tuesday, February 19th, 2012, at approximately 10:30am, a 64 year old man came upon a decapitated pink teddy bear.

When asked to describe the scene, he said: “I came out of my bedroom and as I went to walk through the living room, I saw the headless body of a plush, pink teddy bear lying in front of the television stand. nearby, I saw white fluff, but did not notice the head of the Valentines teddy”.

When asked if there were any witnesses to his discovery, he said: “I saw a young woman sitting on the couch surrounded by her four guilty looking retrievers.”

When questioned, the woman declined to point any fingers.

When the other four witnesses were asked what they had seen, each of the retrievers looked at the calico cat sitting on the television stand.

Conclusion:
A pink Valentines teddy bear was found decapitated and gutted in front of the television stand, and according to the retrievers…the cat did it.

Another Year Older

Yesterday was my birthday. I am now 33 years old. I don’t mind getting older, but it still feels odd saying I am in my thirties.

This year Dad took Huib and I for lunch. I had some delicious buffalo style chicken fingers and some fries with gravy. We then walked around the little mall in New Liskeard with Rogue and did a bit of shopping.

For my birthday, Dad got me a ceramic travel mug that is black and has wolves on it, along with the new Serena Ryder album. Then Huib got me: a new Dog Guides hoodie and a blue Dog Guides bandana for Cessna, peach scented body butter, hemp scented hand cream and basil/apricot scented body wash from The Body Shop, some new Christmas patterned socks, a french press from Starbucks (it’s a fancy coffee thing that you can use for making a quick cup of fresh coffee instead of using instant stuff), in addition to two new martingales for Rogue from Silverfoot that have a plastic buckle like a regular nylon collar and a soft style martingale for Canyon that has eagles on it. I know it sounds strange that I included presents for the dogs in my birthday gift wish list, but collars and bandanas are not something the dogs really need, so I have to sort of beg for them lol!

My sister and her boyfriend are coming for the weekend, so I think we’ll probably have another birthday meal and if I’m lucky, maybe she’ll have a gift for me lol!

Family Frustrations

I apologize to those who follow me on Twitter and get regular updates on what is going on with me, but i really felt I needed to share my reasons for not blogging in so long.

Over the past two weeks my step-dad has been staying with us. My sister needed a break from having him constantly around, so Huib and I asked him to come visit. he isn’t a horrible visitor. And he isn’t overly demanding. but, he really isn’t a dog person, so having him here has been a little stressful.

the first annoying thing he has been doing, is constantly telling the dogs to “go lie down” in an unfriendly tone. this isn’t horrible, but I feel as though he needs to understand that the dogs live here and he does not. We allow the dogs to follow us everywhere and are totally used to them being in our way – they’re our family! I have tried to explain this to him, in a polite manner, but he continues to tell them to get out of his way.

The other thing which has caused me stress over the past two weeks, is that at one point Rogue was in the way and almost tripped my Dad, so instead of telling me to move her, he told her to “go lie down, or I’ll smack you”. I was so angry! I was a good girl though and bit my tongue, but since that moment, I have constantly worried about the dogs getting in his way and getting smacked. We do not raise our hands to the dogs and as everyone who reads this blog knows, we do not use compulsion based training methods, so having my dogs threatened really bothered me.

In order to keep my sanity and to protect the dogs, I have been trying to keep Rogue on leash while Huib is working and continue to ask the others to stay near me. I’m not sure Dad realizes why I am being so protective of the dogs, but I really hope he notices and will think twice before threatening them again.

I definitely know I will be thinking twice before inviting him to visit again.

To add to the stress of Dad’s visit, my sister has begun to be a pain in the ass. She had agreed to meet us in North Bay so that we would not have to drive the entire way to Huntsville, but she has now told us that she has no gas money and that she cannot come meet us. She was totally ready to come get him from our house earlier in the week, but we told her it was fine and he was having a good time so not to worry about coming. Now that Dad is actually ready to come home, she has totally changed her tune. I feel as though she takes us for granted. She seems to know the right words to say when we confront her about this fact, but within days she is back to her old tricks and it is getting to a point where both Huib and I are sick and tired of dealing with her.

I know she’s trying her best to make enough money to support herself and that it is stressful for her to constantly have Dad around the house, but she needs to realize that we are also helping her as much as we can and that she can’t continue to treat us like crap.

She also needs to understand that Huib did not marry me to take care of her, and that we do not have to continue to put up with her princess mentality.

I know all families have their issues, but I sometimes feel my family takes the cake.

**Just a note, Blogger will soon be implementing their inaccessible platform, so this blog may be moving to WordPress**

**And finally, I called the Canadian kennel Club and they told me that Canyon earned 3 points for his win at the Windsor show!**

Happy Thanksgiving!

This weekend was Thanksgiving here in Canada. My step-dad and sister came to visit. Huib has been working a lot this week, so it was really nice to have the company of family. Today we had turkey, ham, mashed potatoes, turnip and corn. It was absolutely delicious!

With it being Thanksgiving, I thought I’d share five things I’m most thankful for.

1. I’m thankful for Huib. He has been an important part of my life since 2000, and I couldn’t imagine being without him.
2. I’m thankful for my dogs. They bring me smiles and laughter each day.
3. I’m thankful for family. Even though we’re a little dysfunctional, I know they will always have my back.
4. I’m thankful for my friends. Each one has added something special and unforgettable to my life. Even those who have moved on, have left me with lessons I would not have learned without their presence.
5. I’m thankful for the challenges I’ve been given in life. I think that if I had not had to deal with some of the “special” circumstances in life, I would not be the person I am today.

If you feel like it, please share five things you are thankful for in the comments section.