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Taking a Break…by Toni

Wednesday, June 9th, 2010

So – Brenda has been pushing to have me post something on the blog. This may be rambling, so have patience! By way of context, the last several months have been a swirl of stress. I work for a City and revenues have tanked, just like everywhere else, and we are in cut mode, big time. Laying off people and leading an organization in a high level of uncertainty for many months. Not done yet. Brenda and I both have family members struggling with cancer. Mine are 3000 miles away in Kansas, which presents its own set of logistical and emotional challenges and stress. So enter Susan Garrett coming to Auburn for a series of dog training workshops. YES!!!! Susan is one of a handful of folks who teach and compete and publish and make a successful living in canine sports. As a reward for myself, I signed Crickey and I up for four days. Yesterday was Day 1 – Foundations in Handling. These are my obersavations:
1. I will start with the furrowed brow. At some point early in the day, Susan pronouced that agility only has “Winners” and “Losers”. Which she even wrote in big letters on the white board. And announced that she was only about winning. That set me aback. I can understand that Susan is about winning – she needs to win to sustain her business and lifestyle and self-goals. But that is not my objective or even high on my list of goals. Which is not to say that I would choose losing over winning – do not misconstrue:>) My focus is on the relationship with my dog and the emotional connection and learning and fun exercise. She does not care or know if she has a title. She just knows if we’re having fun. Cricket was her usual flashy, fast self. I struggle to keep up. “Lovely dog – too bad about the handler” might capture this observation if you know Greg Darrett.
2. My goal for the day was to work on generalizing skills. Cricket actually has many foundation skills – in the backyard, at the local park, at MegaDogs. She can do Susan’s one jump exercises in her sleep. So this was a chance to get her out in a new environment with other dogs and people working. And it really turned out to be about me. I am a professionally compentent person and can wow a packed audience with a presentation. Like rows of hundreds or even thousands of people. I am not shy about being on stage. I can run the dogs on a team in flyball. But standing in the middle of a workshop with a row of spectators just left me nearly brainless. And of course, what do we all do under stress? Revert to patterned behaviors! Some of which I have worked hard to break training Cricket for agility and my new behaviors just flew out the arena. Lesson that I already knew: agility is more about me than Cricket. She will do what I ask if I am consistent and clear. When I get rattled, she goes off. Duh.
3. Criteria. I do absolutely agree that dogs are black and white. Flyball is not nearly as an exact a sport or nearly as complex. So I really don’t have the experience I need in creating and applying the level of detailed criteria that is necessary for successul agility. (Success = my partner understanding what I want and executing same). I am not very skilled at seeing or processing the level of detail I need to be at to help us be “successful”. Being shown is extremely helpful!
4. Cricket is actually a lovely jumper but chose to go over and under alternating jumps in the five-jump “go” exercise. She has done this rarely at home early on. So I was not shocked but have always wondered what triggers her going under vs. over. Susan’s question was – “Did you train her with gound level jump equipment as a puppy?” Yes. She went on to say that – “diverging from all the other professional trainers out there” – she does not let her pups train near agility equipment until they are ready to train. And that she has correlated dogs going under jumps with those who have trained with ground-level jumps as puppies. Cricket left every bar standing that she actually jumped. Almost all dogs knocked at least one bar going over the five. I think I have a workable plan to fix this. We’ll see.
5. The young border collie. People seem to have widely divergent views and expectations based upon the age of a dog. I find this perplexing but I guess not too different than society treats all of us “generically” based upon age. At 16 you can drive – whether mature and balanced or not. At 21 you can drink – whether mature and balanced or not. Etc. I was relieved to have Susan recognize, and refer to her, as “that young border collie”. Every dog has a different temperment and personality. Every momma has different objectives. I, personally, am interested in pushing her learning bubble but have no interest in short changing her puppihood. In fact, I mostly delight and encourage it. She is, after all, the Crickster:>) With a fabulous sense of humor and knack for finding the edge. Puppies are precious beings and should be cherished every day for who they are and what they bring to our lives.
6. I love my Crickster. I adore her:>) She is perfect for me!
7. Tomorrow and Friday are all about “advances in dog training”. I’m sure I will learn alot. We will have a great time. Susan is a very good presenter – highly skilled, very thoughtful, and definitely worth the time and money. I am going to be more structured and detailed about my training criteria as a result of yesterday. I do think, however, that what we need most right now is to get out in different venues and experiement. Cricket has the talent – I need some work!

Should I Quit While A Head? Arr Arr Arr by Toni

Tuesday, December 29th, 2009
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The Tradition Goes On! by Toni

Tuesday, December 29th, 2009
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I watch this movie every season, but somehow managed to miss it this year:>( Not to anyone elses dismay, I might add:>) So in the spirit of not losing sight of traditions, I did manage to see the summary version today! Featuring Cricket, Sasha, Nixie, Brenda and Katie. Splendid remake, if I do say so myself.

Wow – This Celebration Stuff is Hard Work! by Cricket

Friday, December 25th, 2009

First they haul in this tree.  It is big.  And I don’t get to play with it!  THEN a sheep appears.  Almost as big as me.  Follows me around and even tries to sit on me!  Friends come and go and everyone brings treats – num!  AND THEN there is all this commotion and celebration and pictures being taken and food being eaten and laughing and more laughing and even more laughing.  AND THEN I FINALLY GET TO TAKE A NAP!  Whew.  It’s hard being a baby dog sometimes.

Rituals by Toni

Tuesday, September 8th, 2009

ShowerEvery family has rituals.  Holiday rituals.  Coming and going rituals.  We have a host of them that revolve around the dogs.  That’s because the dog’s created them – or embellished those that already existed to make them their own.  In this case, it is the shower ritual.  Now it used to be the case that I could decide to take a shower – climb the stairs without hazard – turn on the water and undress in peace.  Climb into the glorious stream of hot and steamy water and stand with it beating on my head and shoulders.  Make up little tunes – either silent or aloud.  Think my own thoughts without interruption.  Showers used to be my time.  And I think I can safely speak for the other humans in the household that the same was true for them.  History.  Sasha introduced a whole set of new shower rituals.  It started when she learned the word.  Thereafter, mention of the word “shower” resulted in a black and white streak up the stairs, poised in anticipation and barking at the shower door.  Humans learned to quickly follow so that she didn’t break through the doors, to quickly turn on the water and crack the back door open wide enough for her head and shoulders to enter and snap at the water while undressing occured.  Now the ritual is compounded by a second border collie who is no less insistent.  And of course, the border collies will “get” more out of some humans than others.  The previous description happens to reflect my behavior.  Brenda, on the other hand, throws the door open so that the border collies can walk into the shower entirely.  And the goddess only knows what Katie does with them.  But as you can see, they emerge properly and well drenched.  In my ritual, I enter the shower, close the door, and the border collies wait patiently for me to emerge and assist my towel in the drying process.  Katie’s ritual results in five wet towels per shower.  What do you think is happening there?  LOL

Summer Treats by Toni

Sunday, July 19th, 2009

 

 What a splendid day:>)  Flyball with the border collies this morning was most excellent.  Katie ran Sasha like the wind.  Cricket is faster than the blink of an eye.  We are struggling a bit with recalls – she seems to want to return the ball to the box instead of to me.  But she’s getting better and had some great runs this morning.  We are trying to get reaaaaaaaaaaaaady for a UFLI tournament in Canada at the end of August.  Katie will race Sasha on the team and I will debut the Crickster in singles.  The BC’s were bushed after practice – and it is hot.  So frozen yogurt for all!!!  This is just small cups of plain organic Greek yogurt frozen in their little containers.  The dogs love it – and it’s good for them:>)  Can’t beat that with a stick.

Brenda’s son and family are visiting and hanging this weekend.  So for all the Cooper’s who follow the blog, here are a few family shots.  Buddy is their dog.  Nixie loves Buddy.  Buddy also liked the yogurt treat:>)

 

 

The Secret Garden by Toni

Saturday, July 4th, 2009

Secret GardenIt is HOT.  It is the 4Th of July.  The dogs are HOT.  The wading pool is full of cold water and ice.  The big dogs are wet and lying in front of the fans.  The baby dog has taken her frozen bone and retreated to her shady cool place in the garden.  I see her peeking out every once in awhile.  Mostly she is hidden from sight.  We did some jump training early this morning before it got too humid.  It is so warm, in fact, she hasn’t even been bugging me to train all day long:>)  Fortunately, she does not notice fireworks.  Neither does the Nix.  Sasha will cower behind a toilet all night.  But we’ll plug in the DAP (Dog Appeaser Pheromone) and put on some music and try to behave as if nothing bad is happening.  DAP is the stuff that momma dog’s secrete in their milk to soothe their baby pups.  It is odorless and has no impact on people or other animals besides dogs.  I doubt it works on every dog, but our three zone out in bliss when we plug in the infuser. 

The worst thing you can do for a fearful dog is coddle them.  It reinforces the fear – afterall, if you are all mushy and treating them like they are eggshells, there must be something really scary going on.  So it’s best to do what can be done to support them, keep them safe and inside and out of harm’s way, and carry on with the rest of life.  We are all waiting for the sun to drop so it cools down enough to start the grill.   Marinading the roast beast now, then throw on some corn and asparagus.  Pour a little wine.  Sit back and try to stay cool for the evening and keep everyone safe and calm.  Then FLYBALL practice early tomorrow morning – YEAH!

It is a Three Dog Sunday

Sunday, June 14th, 2009

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And of course that means it was a three dog night.  But the beasts let me sleep until 5:30 which was kind of them.  Watching three active dogs when you’re by yourself is a bit tough….I don’t recommend it if watching dogs is not your primary planned activity for the day.  I am going to send them downstairs and tell them I’m going to work and hide up in my office.  That should work as along as I don’t move!

At the moment, Sasha is curled beside me, and Nix and Cricket are playing alligator by the bed.  As long as they stay on the floor and the game doesn’t flow up to the mattress and back down, or move to the stairs, I can leave them to it.  Sasha is the quiet one who follows me around so far this weekend.  Although she is herd-mother, and so her back is to me and she is watching the alligators.  In envy?  Before Cricket, she would have been playing with the Nix and now she is somewhat sedentary.  Or, if it’s not that she’s a bit jealous,  is her careful stare designed to protect me?  Who knows, but whatever she is doing, she is doing it with border-collie intensity.

They’ve gone downstairs and are barking at something.  Sash went to go investigate.  I best follow.

9:30 AM

The hang upstairs ruse worked for finishing my story edits for an anthology I hope to be in.  It did not work for a morning nap.  After much whining on the littlest border collie’s part, I drug myself downstairs and let them race up and down the fence line.  This is a dog thing – my old dog, Max, used to do that all day (around a 5 acre fence).   And now I’m back at work, this time on presentation prep.

7:15 PM

Everyone’s fed.  I finished my PowerPoint (endless frustration getting the dumb program to play and embed a YouTube video on three computers, but I prevailed!)  Then playing outside with beasts.  Then I snuck off to go shopping, and made up for abandoning them by bringing some cooked chicken home for their dinner.  Now they are back to being alligators on the stairs.  I can’t figure out how to take all three of them to the dog park, so we may do one at a time walks.

Best go.

8:15

Crickey was scared to death of a loud pile of kids three houses down, but I didn’t lose her.  She almost slipped her collar!  Sasha acted all casual until she got within a few feet of the nice neighbor man we talk to almost daily and then she went barky-mad.  Nix walked about and greeted everyone with her tail up and her head up…looking as pretty as she knows she is.

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Sundays with Three Dogs by Toni

Monday, May 18th, 2009

The dogs and I spent a fabulous afternoon with friends in the country yesterday.  It was hot!  We played in the rotating sprinkler and the girls discovered the seasonal pond, much to the dismay of the temporarily displaced ducks.  Wak Wak!  There was much racing about and exploring, chasing of Frisbees, cavorting in the water as the afternoon sun just glistened.  Sigh.  Much happiness and relaxation was had by all.  AND the girls slept like little toasted oats all the way home:)  I imagine they wore out Brawnwyn, their corgi buddy, who is not used to cavorting and running about with the tribe.  She held her own very well, though, and kept everyone in line:>)

Sleeping with Dogs by Toni

Wednesday, May 13th, 2009

 One of the joys of owning a Hob Nob dog (the Crickster) is that she came complete with an entire extended family of Hob Nob border collie owners.  We are spread across the country and to other countries:>)  There is a Yahoo list restricted to HN family in which new and old HNobbers exchange stories, training tips, border collie insights, health information, and celebrate HN accomplishments – of which there are hundreds!  Whether it is Channan and Geri making up half the USA World Team or Kim taking Nationals or herding champions or obedience – every weekend there is a layer of new titles and accomplishments – new learnings as well.  Triumph and struggles are shared and whether your goal is to get a solid recall or housebreak the pup, you are supported with some of the brightest, most accomplished dog trainers and handlers in the world.  When Jan accepts you for a puppy, you are admitted to the list and enter a virtual “waiting room” of others who are desperately waiting to find out which pup will be theirs as we all enjoy the photos and videos as the little monsters mature.  Then the pups go home.  And then the serious questions start to arise!  What should I feed my puppy?  My puppy won’t tug!  My puppy seems afraid of strangers – is that normal?  and so it goes.  Experienced help the inexperienced along the beginning of the ride and through the life and various cycles.  For those with older pups, the questions are more like – “how do I get contacts like Bezel!” and “should I put a line on to start sheep work?”.  Yesterday, a Hob Nobber asked – “Do you let your dogs sleep with you?”  LOL  We had to move from a queen to a king sized bed when Cricket arrived.  And yes, that is a purple-spotted octopus on the bed:>)  And yes, Nixie always thinks she should have the pillows!

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