Stay Class

Sunday Aiden and I had our first “stay” class. He is the youngest dog in the class by far, but did quite well. He was also the only lab in the class which meant treats were a big distraction! He impressed us though, staying for more than 10 minutes straight most times. This was only our first group session so with time he will improve even more.

Today I met up with a classmate, who also used to be one of my professors. Our dogs were tethered to posts on opposite sides of a driveway and we walked back and forth between them…only giving treats when they were staying in a down position. Both Aiden and Tyson did well, getting up at times, but we didn’t need to wait long before they laid back down. I can already see an improvement in Aiden’s stays and am curious to see how well he can do them after the 8 weeks of class. I can really see the benefit in training a dog using solely reinforcements, but am wondering if whoever gets him in the future can keep this up. He is a very fast learner and I am finding that he seems to be learning the concept of “stay” a lot better using this method than the usual one of “punishment”.

For those who aren’t familiar with this method I will describe what we do. I will ask Aiden to lay down and then only tell him once to “stay”. I will then walk away and only return when he is staying in a down position. When he stands or does anything other than lying down I will keep my back turned to him. When he returns to the down position I immediately go over to him and give him a treat and then continue this cycle until the end of our session when I will “jackpot” him which means he gets treat after treat and then can be released from the “stay”. The opposite to this method is “punishment” where I would continually go back to him and put him back into a “down” position. The theory behind the “reinforcement” method is that a dog will begin to understand that he only gets attention when he is doing the desired behaviour and will be ignored when he is not.

I will update everyone on his progress as time goes on

He’s Grown So Much…

I haven’t specifically written a post about Aiden in a while so I thought I’d do one today. Aiden has grown up to be such a handsome young man. He will be 9 months old on the 23rd and is already slightly taller and longer than my retired dog guide, weighing more than when I first got Phoenix as well at 67lbs! I will admit, Phoenix is not a big dog by any means (24 inches tall; 22 inches long & 70lbs while retired), but he is an 11 year old male so it still shocks me that Aiden has surpassed him in size at 9 months of age. Gone are the days when Cessna (21 inches tall; 19 inches long & 62lbs) could tower over Aiden and look so big beside him.

We had our first training session with his trainer in over a month and he was so amazed at how nicely Aiden had filled out and matured. He is no longer the silly looking puppy with the big head, big paws and small body. He is still tall and slim, but now his head and paws actually seem to suit his frame. At the session we did some obedience and some staying while people walked here and there through the mall. Aiden did overly well, he was a little too interested in what I had for him, but with time his stays will improve and his desire for all food will lessen – at least we hope it will!! I was so proud of my little Monkey Man, he was so well behaved and didn’t seem as young as he really is. His trainer commented that he looked great for 10 months, and I reminded him that he was actually only 8 months, this impressed him even more.

Over the past couple of weeks we have had some visitors which have both excited Aiden and also made him a little jealous. Foxy (foster puppy for National Service Dogs) came to visit for a week and Aiden loved to play and wrestle with her, she is only a month older than him so has a similar energy level. At times though I think Aiden wished she’d actually leave him alone so he could have a nap…oh baby boy, you are so lazy for your age! Foxy went home last Saturday and then we had a 7 month old male golden retriever come to visit for a bit. The golden wasn’t a huge fan of Aiden as he was also not yet neutered. I felt terrible seeing Aiden nervous to come near us and after only 6 days of assessing the golden, we decided to take him and his brother (who was staying with a friend) back to their breeder. They will some day make wonderful pets for someone, but I feel it would take too much time and effort to make them into successful service dogs. Aiden has been happy to finally have his home back and be the only puppy in the place, but to our sadness the weather has been quite rainy and for some reason Aiden’s energy level has decided to peak at this time… Hopefully soon we can get him out running every day so we can finally get a handle on this energy!

This afternoon Aiden and I will be joining a “stay” class which is held by Sue Alexander of Dogs in The Park. She believes in a dog’s ability to learn through reward rather than punishment. Aiden has so far been trained using the “punishment” way of doing things, but I am hoping that this class might help both him and I, him with his stays and me with learning the way of training through “reward” rather than “punishment”. We had a preliminary training session on Thursday and Aiden seemed to catch on slowly. We’ve been practicing this all weekend, I am hoping it will show, but I worry that his energy level might get in the way of his learning, especially when there will be other dogs in the room learning as well.

Please keep your fingers crossed for us! I will let you all know how it goes.

Is Your Dog Really Perfect?

“My dog is better than yours” a common phrase heard within the dog owner community. What makes a perfect dog? One that comes when you call, sits when you say, walks by your side as if you are the most important thing to them, waits patiently for your command, ignores other dogs who pass…well get a robot.

Do you sit patiently and wait for your parents, friends, spouse or whoever to tell you what to do? Do you listen intently to people who talk to you as if everything they say is gospel? Then why should we expect our dogs to do this? Like us, our dogs are not perfect and make mistakes and have good days and bad. I have met many more dogs who I would love to spend hours with than humans. Dogs are non-judgmental. Dogs aren’t afraid to show you how they are feeling or to let you know when they have had enough. Dogs don’t try to impress us or hide their desires – the amount of drool hanging from their jowls gives them away.

I don’t want a dog who listens every second of every day. I don’t want a dog who waits patiently for me to tell them what to do. I don’t want a dog who worships me. I want a dog who has spirit. I want a dog who loves doing what they do, not one who does it because that is what they were raised to do. I want a dog who thinks for them self. I want a dog who will tell me no and that I am expecting too much. I want a dog who will test me and give me a reality check when one is needed. That is why Phoenix, Cessna, Aspen and Aiden are four of the most important mammals in my life.

Phoenix wears a colourful party hat at Aspen's birthday party.I have had Phoenix for ten years now and he will be 12 in October. Some people would assume he was a perfect dog given his age and experience, but he is far from it. Phoenix isn’t afraid to give you the “f*** you” look when he isn’t in the mood to listen or feels he is above you. My husband gets the “f*** you” look on a weekly basis from Phoenix and gets little reminders every once in a while that he is third in command, me being the first and Phoenix the second. Don’t get me wrong, Phoenix is and will always be my buddy, he came to me when I was 17 and taught me how to be responsible, what being independent felt like, and what unconditional love truly meant. I can remember the times we’d be at school and I wouldn’t let him do something he wanted, he would give me a dirty look as he walked me full force into a garbage can. I’d correct him and he would just look up with this huge smile and his tail wagging.

Close up of Cessna wearing a white baseball cap.Cessna’s picture should be beside the word “spirit” in the dictionary. She is the true definition of a dog with spirit. She works well and loves her job, but she also loves to just drop the professionalism and go crazy. She is a dog who loves life and makes sure to make the most of it, sometimes it is as if she knows she won’t live forever. I can take her into Toronto and feel absolutely safe following behind her, but then she makes sure to remind me that she is not perfect, jumping around like a kangaroo, all proud of herself for making a flock of geese take flight at once by barking while she walks by. I can honestly say that Cessna makes me smile all of the time.

Aspen is our pet dog, she definitely didn’t pay attention to the lessons Phoenix tried to teach her. She may not have the intelligence of Phoenix and Cessna, but she sure does have her looks. She is cute, affectionate, and extremely happy with life. We have had Aspen since she was 8 weeks old and she just turned 5 in June. We have been trying to teach her for years to move out of the way when someone walks near, but all she will do is lift a leg and look up as if to ask “is that enough room for you to get by?” Her breeder told us to teach her all we could before the age of 6 months and we made sure to work hard on the basic obedience commands, she learned “sit” within hours of arriving. Maybe it was just laziness, but she would sit and look up at us anytime we said something so we just assumed she knew what we wanted. After she turned 6 months it was like the learning part of her brain turned off, it took her to the age of about 2 ½ to learn to swim and to the age of about 3 to learn the game of fetch. Phoenix has tried to teach her how to leash guide, but she just can’t seem to get the concept, Cessna learned in only two short lessons.

And finally we have Aiden. Aiden came to us at 10 weeks of age and has done nothing but absorb skills and mostly positive behaviours from Cessna and Phoenix. He just turned 8 months on Saturday and already he is showing signs of being mature and responsible. Unlike most puppies his age, Aiden is content to sit by my feet and watch the world go by. He loves to learn new things and devotes most of his attention to whoever has hold of his leash. But, just as the others aren’t, Aiden is not perfect. He has an overwhelming love for lotion, attacking whoever put some on with kiss after kiss until they get annoyed. He loves going places and just can’t seem to understand the concept of having a loose leash, even the halti doesn’t seem to make a difference. He is not a strong puller, but still there is tension on the leash.

As you can see none of my dogs are perfect, but I love them each for their personality and quirks. Life would be boring if they adhered to the ideals of the “perfect dog”. What’s the point of having a dog when you aren’t being challenged or made to laugh each day by their antics.

So my message to all you “perfect dog” owners out there is: maybe you should step back and take a closer look at your dog because if it’s :”perfect” then it isn’t really a dog, it’s a robot and what’s the fun in that?

“There is no faith which has never yet been broken, except that of a truly faithful dog.”

Cessie’s Trip To Marineland

On Tuesday Huib, Cessna and I all packed into the car and headed off to Niagara Falls for a trip to Marineland. My friend and her group home were going so we thought we’d tag along. I was surprised when my friend called ahead and they agreed to allow Cessna to attend with us, the Toronto Zoo forbids service dogs from entering their premises. We arrived around 11:15am and waited for my friend and her group to arrive. Marineland was busy, I think it must have been group trip day or something because there were bus loads of people arriving one after another. The group arrived around noon and after a quick lunch we all headed into the park.

The first exhibit we checked out was the feeding of the sea lions. Cessna growled and made small barking noises at them, but I muffled her noises by holding her mouth closed. She was fascinated by the sea lions who were swimming around and making different noises. Next we watched the performing seals, dolphins, and walrus. Cessna was trembling with excitement, she began whining after a while of watching the show. I am surprised the people in front of us didn’t complain because she was right between them. After the show we headed over to the orca whales where we were splashed and entertained. Cessna was absolutely thrilled by them, she was so excited watching them swim and jump below her. Huib held her a couple of times so she could see better, she whined tons, wanting to swim with them. She enjoyed them so much that we went by and watched again before leaving.
Another eventful part of our day was when we entered the area where their were deer roaming free. We entered the iron gate and walked along, Cessna was absolutely amazing, she just walked along side me looking around with interest. About halfway through this part Huib looked back and noticed that all of the deer were following us, he stopped and took some pictures. When we began walking again a brave deer began to approach us, Huib scared him off several times, but he continued to come towards us so we left as quickly as we could.

Next we walked by a red deer, elk, and buffalo…I always thought that deer had smooth coats… Our final visit was to the beluga whales, they were boring! The line up to pet them was too long so we left after only a few minutes of watching. Overall we spent 4 hours at Marineland and had a great time. I don’t know if it would have been as much fun though without Cessna.

“Sing like no one’s listening; love like you’ve never been hurt. Dance like nobody’s watching; and live like it’s heaven on earth.” Mark Twain

Weekend of Parties

It has been a while since I last posted an entry, so I thought I’d do one today. Friday was my cousin’s wedding. Lance is a year younger than me and works as a criminal defense lawyer in Toronto. Lance and I were always quite close as kids, but as we grew up, we also grew apart. Lance met his wife, Christina, at work about a year ago and it was love at first sight. Unlike most of his family, with their long relationships before marriage, Lance decided after just a year that it was time to propose and get married soon after.

The wedding was nice, the bride’s maids wore fuchsia pink dresses that were all designed to their liking, while the groomsmen wore black suits. The ceremony took place outside near a fountain which created a pleasant mist in the air every once in a while. The guests all sat on white plastic chairs which were decorated with white ribbons. The bride was beautiful coming down the aisle with her father and it was so cute to see Lance’s face as she approached. Being the oldest cousin in the family it is always neat to watch my younger ones grow up and become mature men and women. Our family sat mainly at the back, we’re the rowdy crowd J My younger cousins were all quite well-behaved sitting quietly and waiting for the ceremony to end. My youngest cousin, Harrison, was hilarious though, he has a habit of pushing on his mom’s breast with both hands to get her attention…oh baby, not in public!

The reception took place about an hour after the ceremony ended, the food was good and the desserts were awesome (this coming from someone who dislikes most desserts). Once everyone was nice and full the speeches began. Each speech was well presented, some brought tears to your eyes, while others were just too funny not to smile. The first dance of the night was beautiful, Christina’s dress just flowed around her so nicely. The rest of the night went by pretty quickly, Huib had to work the following day so when 11:00pm came we knew it was time to go.

On Saturday I spent the day with just Phoenix and Aspen, Cessna and Aiden were with my friend who had watched them while we attended the wedding. The day was so quiet and boring. Even though Aspen is only 5 years old, she is like having another older dog in the house. Finally, around 6:30pm Huib came home and we piled into the car and headed off to my friend Jess’s place. Jess was holding a retirement party for her guide dog Jetta. We arrived about half an hour before the other guest arrived and enjoyed greeting Aiden and Cessna who were quite excited to see us all. Aspen came along and created quite an eventful 20 minutes. Aspen has bowel issues and was having problems all day, but we thought she was feeling better so decided to bring her along. Aspen often has bowel flare ups when she is stressed and we believe she was stressed out about Cessna and Aiden’s absence. Well she was greeting Jess and cuddling with her on the couch, then she decided to clime up onto Jess to let Huib know that she needed to go out. Well when she climbed into Jess’s lap her bowels let go and what a mess it was. I was so upset, but also knew that Aspen did not mean for this to happen. Jess was a good sport about it all though which was nice. The party was fun, there were 6 dogs in total (us having 3 of them). Jetta seemed to enjoy her retirement cake along with the others, but didn’t seem to like all the company as much. Jetta will officially retire this coming weekend when she will head to Sault St. Marie with Jess’s parents to live. We will all miss Jetta, but I also know she will love her retirement.

“Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened.”
– Dr. Seuss

10 Years Together

Wednesday was Phoenix and my 10 year anniversary together. I can’t believe it has been 10 years already since I had the trainer knock at my door and hand me Phoenix’s leash. He was the second smallest in the class, a female black lab named Chelsey was a bit smaller, but he was sure the one with the most personality. I remember how he would walk me into things when I didn’t let him do something he wanted to do, and then when I would correct him for it he would just look up with a big smile and wag his tail. He has always had a deviant personality, but he has also been the most loyal of all my dogs. I remember how attached he was to his trainer, but then by the end of the second week in class he was following me everywhere. Phoenix was my protector all through my time at the University of Guelph and is still my protector now, I guess he doesn’t feel Cessna can do as good a job. The only time he will let his guard down is when Huib is home to take over watching me. I don’t know if I would have had the courage to move away from home and attend school alone, but with Phoenix I had the feeling I could do anything because I knew no matter what happened that I would never be alone.

Phoenix, we have reached our 10th anniversary, let’s try for another one!

Arrowhead Provincial Park

Last weekend Huib and I took Cessna, Aspen and Aiden camping with my sister Brandi, my friend Karen, my cousin Dakota, and his friend Blair. Overall it was a beautiful weekend, it sprinkled a bit when we first arrived in Huntsville and then sprinkled a bit on Sunday before we left. The weather was warm, but not too hot…great weather for just hanging outdoors and wonderful sleeping weather at night.
Brandi, Huib, the dogs and I all left Guelph around noon and had a nice leisurely four hour drive up to Huntsville. The traffic was pretty light for a Friday afternoon, except of course on the 401 between Mississauga and the 400 cutoff. With our air conditioning not working that great it was nice to be driving on a somewhat cool day for the summer (21 or so). Brandi and the girls sat in the back while Aiden sat at my feet in the front. We drive a Cavalier so it was sort of squishy and at times we weren’t so sure the car was going to make the trip…who would have thought 3 people, 3 dogs and a car full of camping stuff would be too much for a car. Once in Huntsville we met up with Karen and headed to the camp site to drop off stuff before heading into town for some groceries.

Dakota and Blair arrived about an hour or so after us and we helped one another put up the tents. Once the site was all set up we piled into the cars and headed to Walmart, yes, Huntsville does have a Walmart. Since it was sort of moist and we weren’t sure how long it would take to build a proper fire we picked up pizza before heading back to our camp site. The pizza was great and the fire didn’t take overly long to start. After eating we all sat around the fire and chatted, meanwhile Cessna began pawing at the tent to be let in…it was only 9:30pm and we had only been there for a total of 2 hours by that point. Huib let her in and she fell asleep only coming out to pee before the rest of us headed in for the night.

Saturday was beautiful, lots of sun and not too much humidity. After eating eggs and bacon on english muffins we got ready for a trip to the water falls. Brandi, Karen, and I all thought Dakota and Huib knew where we were going so we followed along, but after about 15 minutes of walking we quickly began to realize that they had absolutely no clue. Dakota finally suggested that we take a different direction and we finally arrived at the water falls, after only walking 20 minutes or more…it should have only taken 5! It was rough terrain walking to the falls, quite rocky and lots of tree roots sticking through the ground. Karen did a great job guiding me, but I was happy to take Huib’s arm once we got closer to the falls and the terrain became not only rocky, but sort of clif-like. We had thought the dogs could play in the falls, but we were quite mistaken, the waler was moving quickly and the dogs would have surely been washed away or pulled under. After sitting for a bit we decided to head back to the camp site and have some lunch.

In the afternoon we took the dogs to the pet exercise area and they finally got in their swim. Cessna and Aspen had a great time fetching the hockey ball while Aiden jumped around on the shore. He swam a bit more than the last time he went swimming, but was still more comfortable when he had four paws on solid ground. The black flies were awful near the wate, but we still had a fun couple of hours playing with the dogs. Aspen even met another golden named Meghan. Meghan is 11 years old, but like Phoenix (at 11 ½) still has tons of energy to swim and enjoy herself outdoors.

In the evening we made some hamburgers and sat around the fire chatting and eating marshmallows and spider weenies. By 5:30pm or so Cessna was back in the tent and only came out twice the whole night; once to check out the hot dogs we were eating and another time to go pee before bed. She is really not a camping dog, she loves to be outdoors for hours, but also likes the comforts of home and her bed. She was pretty happy Sunday morning when we began packing the cars up because she knew that home was coming soon. I guess the biggest event of that day was at night when Aiden peed on me! He had been lying by my chair the entire night and hadn’t moved to relieve himself, so when he jumped up to let me know he had to go, he landed on his bladder and it began to flow.

On Monday we picked Phoenix up from his foster family. He stayed with them for four days while we were camping. He has a lot of environmental allergies and doesn’t understand that he is no longer a puppy…therefore, instead of fighting with him to relax or to stay out of the water and dirt we decided it would be best for him to visit his grandma and grandpa. Ray and Alice are in their early 80s and not too active these days so we know Phoenix will be treated well and given tons of opportunity to relax and be himself. When we arrived he was so excited to see me, he wiggled from his nose to the end of his tail. He had had a wonderful time with them and had been spoiled! He has a way of convincing them to give him treats whenever they sit down or even look at him. He loves his grandma and grandpa, but he also loves to be wherever the action is, so with all the walking from here to there around the house he had begun to limp. We had forgotten to send some Aspirin with him, but gave him some when we arrived Monday afternoon so he had a comfortable drive home. He has had a relaxing week at home now and is back to himself with no more limping.

What Weather!

The past two weeks have been mixed with days of beautiful sun and days of nasty humidity and stormy weather. On the less pleasurable days we have spent time working on indoor skills with Aiden like leash manners and not sniffing the floor as we walk through the mall. During these days Cessna usually sits by my side patiently waiting for Aiden to figure out what is being asked of him, but some days she sees that we are taking him and decides that she wants to stay home. I guess she gets frustrated with all the repetitiveness and standing around.
On the more sunny and sometimes humidy days we have gotten into the habit of packing up a picnic and heading off to a local conservation area with the dogs. They love to swim and romp around together like lunatics. I guess they too need their time to just let it all loose. On Monday of this week we ordered some Swiss Chalet and headed off to Shade’s Mills Conservation Area in Cambridge. The dogs had a blast running in and out of the water and at times running off to greet another dog and their owner. Cessna and Aspen spent most of their time chasing a ball in the water, while Aiden and Phoenix spent their time sniffing here and there, trying to find something interesting to get into. We were lucky to catch Aiden each time he found something, but weren’t so lucky with Phoenix who decided it was a good idea to eat a dehydrated dead bird’s head. Lucky for him the bird hadn’t died of something awful because it seemed to have no ill effects on his stomach or health. Aiden seemed to enjoy the water a bit more this time, I’m not sure if it was the fact that I’d put Cessna’s life jacket on him or if he has begun to understand the fun of swimming. He still spent a lot of time on the shore though, attacking the girls for the ball as they approached. He is such a boy, more into the wrestling than into the game itself.
We spent Wednesday in Toronto visiting my friend Lynette and her GDB dog DeeDee. DeeDee is such a cutie, so small and mismatched in looks. She is not only allergic to cats, but also has an under bite and her eyes are two different shades of brown. She seems to be settling well into her new life with Lynette, but there are still some issues they need to work through, but who doesn’t have those when they first come home. We spent a lot of our time at doctor’s appointments, but also got a chance to walk around the Eaton’s Centre and walk to Mountain Equipment Co-op, a cool hiking and camping store. While there we tried out some self-inflating mats and Aiden made sure to get in some kisses while we were at his level. I am really looking forward to our camping trip next weekend. Phoenix will be going to stay with his foster family, while Aiden, Aspen, Cessna, Huib and I head up to Huntsville to go camping at Arrowhead Provincial Park with my cousin, sister and a good friend. Even though it will be a small group, I am sure we will still have loads of fun.

I guess the most eventful thing which has happened this week is that my sister’s cat, Branden, has decided that he likes to play fetch with Cessna. He will bring his spongy ball to Brandi (sister) and run after it with Cessna. It is funny to see Cessna running down the hall with a small spongy cat ball in her mouth and Branden sitting at the end of the hall wondering when it will be his turn to catch the ball. I think by the time Brandi and him move back to Huntsville he will be best friends with the dogs.

“Dogs are miracles with paws.”

A Chaotic Weekend

Our weekend began with a trip to Amber’s place for a puppy play date. Cessna and Aiden loved the time they got to run and play and chase the Frisbee around the field near Amber’s house. Amber had a good time romping around with Aiden and they tired each other out quite nicely. Gunner, our visitor for the weekend, didn’t have as much fun on the play date because he was stuck on a long leash because we weren’t sure about his recall. Gunner is a 105lbs (slightly overweight) male chocolate Labrador. He was donated to the Autism Dog Services program and is currently under assessment, but being already 14 months old and not overly obedient things are a little more challenging. I wish the director of training luck in the training process, if he decides to accept the challenge.

On Saturday we held a birthday party for our golden, Aspen, and our little 6 month old foster, Aiden. We had a total of 8 dogs in our 2-bedroom condo apartment, it was nuts! Aspen and Aiden had a wonderful party and Aspen was thoroughly spoiled by her friend Thor (10 year old 115lbs golden) and his mom Sharon. She got: a package of snausages, a package of dentasticks, and a bone that has minty flavoured stuff in it from them; fresh beef bones from her friend Harley (the balcony jumper) and his mom Darlene; a squeaky beaver from her friend Jetta and her mom Jess and then a knuckle bone from us in addition to her pink teddy and pool she already got. Aiden was also spoiled with a nylabone ring and a squeaky/crinkly stuffed turtle from us and a Frisbee from his friend Jetta and her mom Jess. In addition to having all of the dogs come over for the party we also made cake for them all to share (even though I am sure Aspen would have loved to have it all to herself). The cake was half rice and half coconut flour with peanut butter mixed into the batter and then some as icing as well. They all enjoyed it thoroughly!

Later on though Cessna began to develop hives and become quite itchy. We noticed the problem when she was running around like a mad dog and rubbing her paws on the carpet…not normal for her at all, even though she is quite an energetic girl! She was covered in red lumps and even her face, ears and legs were swollen. We gave her 2 Benedryl, an Aspirin and a fresh marrow bone to keep her mind off her discomfort. About an hour or so later the swelling and hives began to go down and happily this morning all the redness had disappeared as well. We are guessing she had an allergic reaction to the coconut flour or peanut butter, she has had peanut butter before but only in small doses since the first time she had too much and got the runs for a couple of days. I think we’ll avoid both because we aren’t sure if her sensitivity to the peanut butter has gotten worse or if it was just the coconut flour…better to be safe than sorry. I’m not sure why I keep getting blessed with these dogs with strange problems, but then I guess someone thinks I can handle it.

Today has been a little less eventful, but still tiring. Gunner has a great deal of energy, but being so large can’t be just left to his own desires. I never thought all four of our dogs could be nervous around one dog at the same time. Poor Aiden almost climbed our bedroom door trying to get in and get away from him. And Phoenix got slammed around the living room like a ball in one of those old arcade games. Only one and a half more days before his trainer returns…he really isn’t a bad dog, but he just doesn’t understand his size and isn’t used to being cooped up in a house all day. Our cat learned that he doesn’t understand his size when he had her pinned between his paws, not wanting to hurt her, but he’s 105lbs and she is only 13lbs maybe…luckily she’s a good sport about it all.

A Mix of Stuff

This week and a half has been a week of testing for Aiden, he seems to feel comfortable now in his environment and has begun testing us with a vengeance. I guess I should have known this would come sooner or later, but it was like it had all come about all of a sudden. He is such a good boy, but this week he has chewed the plug off Huib’s power saw, then once it was fixed he decided to chew the entire cord off. In addition to this he has chewed my flip flops and decided that obedience is not in his vocabulary right now. I guess now is truly when the fun begins. So he is close to being the same height and length as Cessna and even weighs almost as much as she does. I think he is going to be huge when he finishes all this growing!

Last Wednesday (June 18) was Aspen’s 5th birthday. I can’t believe it has been that long since we picked her up on August 8th, 2003, I guess time does fly. She was so cute when we got her, not that she isn’t cute now, but she was adorable back then. She looked like a yellow lab puppy and would run with Phoenix, but then all of a sudden decide to stop and sit…poor Phoenix couldn’t stop as quickly so would run right over top of her. Aspen would begin yelping and crying and run back to Huib and I…she was such a drama queen! I remember a couple of days after we had gotten her my aunt and Huib were dropping me off at a camp for the week and my aunt almost fell down their crazy steps. She was carrying Aspen so as she fell she made Aspen roll out of her arms and onto the ground so she didn’t get hurt. Well Aspen laid there on the ground for a full 5 minutes not moving even a hair, my poor aunt thought she had hurt my puppy. Well all of a sudden Aspen got to her feet and began running around like a crazy puppy! Well it has been almost 5 years since then and she is still as dramatic as she used to be and Phoenix is still her best buddy. She likes Cessna and Aiden, but she absolutely loves Phoenix and sometimes we think she wishes he’d go get his battery changed or get a new engine. She will run circles around him trying to get him to play with her, but he just doesn’t have the energy to do it these days, I’m not sure what she will do when her best buddy is no longer with us. For her birthday this year she got a stuffed pink teddy that squeaks and a pool to play in when it’s warm.

Last Tuesday (June 17) we took the dogs to the Rockwood Conservation Area to swim. They had such a great time, swam for over 45 minutes and then we went for a walk to the caves and back. It was pretty cool out though so we didn’t get to enjoy our trip overly much, hopefully the warmer weather will soon return. In In the evening though Cessna began to scream whenever she would sit or try and “swish” her tail (Cessna doesn’t wag, she swishes). I was so upset about her screaming because I knew immediately what had happened. She has rudder tail again, she had gotten it the first summer I had her and now again L Rudder tail is from swimming too fast, too hard and for too long…it is sort of like they sprain their tail. I had a feeling I shouldn’t have let her swim so much, but she was having such a great time I didn’t want to make her stop. Well we gave her an Aspirin and it seemed to help dramatically, within about half an hour she was able to sit comfortably. As of Saturday she was fine and her tail no longer looked like it was just pinned to her.

This week has been busy, but fun at the same time. Saturday we were supposed to go to the Multicultural Festival in Kitchener, but it was storming like crazy…the weather these past few weeks has been nothing we’ve ever seen before. On Monday Cessna, my sister and I all headed to Toronto to visit with my friend Lynette and her new guide dog DeeDee. DeeDee is so tiny and so cute. She wasn’t overly sure about Cessna with her energy, but I think after a few times of seeing her DeeDee will understand that Cessna is just playful. This coming weekend we will be having a birthday party for Aspen (5th) and Aiden (6 months). We invited about 15 different dogs and their moms, but only 12 will be attending including my gang. I will post pictures if we get some good ones, last time we had a party for Aspen the pictures didn’t turn out overly well. I know it sounds weird to have a birthday party for your dog and to invite so many other dogs, but I am who I am and well my dogs are not just dogs to me, they are my family. I am always being told that I have too many and that I should get rid of some, but I just tell those people not to come visit if it bothers them because my dogs are all well behaved and get tons of love and exercise so to me that is all that matters.

“Live the life you love , love the life you live.”