Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Florida Water Sports

Zee, this is a POOL.  It's what I told you about....a useless, scary, giant body of water in a human's backyard.
TRESSA!  What are you doing?!!!  Don't fall in!!!!!


Are you.....are you...okay?  Tressa?

Dude?  Really?  I already explained to Zuzu that I'm okay - why do you have to come make sure too?

Just holler if you need us, Tressa.
We'll do laps around the edge until you're ready to be rescued!
We're right here for you!!


ZEE!  Come ON!!! This water is fun!  This is NOT a pool.  It's the OH-SHUN!!!!


Uh.....I'm not sure!


Alright, my toes are wet.  What do I do now?


Hey!  I thought I got OUT of the water!  What is this sorcery?!

Woohoo!  Hey!  She's right!  This isn't horrible!!!

Splish Splish Splash!  Splish Splish Splash!

Weeeee!  Weeeee!  WEEEEEE!!!!

I'm faster!  No, I'm faster!

Pant Pant Pant

SHAKE!!!

Look!  There's more OH-SHUN down here too!

Pant Pant.  How much OH-SHUN is there?

Mmmmm....nice cool toes.  I like cool toes.





Our humans are pretty cool after all!


She can sit and take a bath all day.  I'm outta here!

Heading Home

Zuzu introduces Zee to the Ocean

Monday, July 16, 2012

The Lawnmower Incident


As anyone who has been reading this blog knows, we are trying to train our dogs to bark less.  We don’t want to stop them from barking, but we want them to relax and not bark all day, every day, at everything.

One of the biggest challenges is when we are outside working in the yard, but the dogs are left inside.  Zuzu just goes crazy!

On Saturday, Jim was out mowing the front yard, and I joined him to do some trimming with the weed eater.  As usual, this did not make Zu happy, so she was barking nonstop inside the house.

I heard the barking stop, and when I turned around, Jim was mowing the lawn with her!  He uses a reel mower, so there’s no motor and no noise, and she was happily walking behind him as he made rows in the yard.  It was a great idea!

Then....bum bum Buuummm......he decided to stop for a drink of water.  He left her, tied to the mower, next to me while I got a drink of water.  She moved towards me, and the mower made a funny noise on the brick sidewalk.  She jumped!  The mower jumped after her.  She BOLTED!  Across the yard, across the street, with the mower dragging behind her.  She wrapped herself around the neighbor’s mailbox and her leather leash snapped, leaving the lawnmower in the neighbor’s yard as she ran back to us.  She was so scared!  

I had to bring her inside and give her a sponge bath from the stench.  She even scraped up her toenails on the street she was running so hard.  I sat with her on the back porch for about an hour to make sure she was relaxed.  No more lawn mowing for her!

Jim had to disassemble and reassemble the lawnmower to get it work again, but in the end, our great idea was not so great after all.




Friday, July 13, 2012

Day Three


Zuzu:  This new training stuff is fun!

Zee:  Look at me.  I’m a good boy.

Zuzu:  I bet I can get Mommy to jump up and say that new stupid word 500 times in one morning. Watch me! Bark!

Zee:  Look at me!  I’m a good boy!

Zuzu:  Mommy!  Bark!  Mommy!  Come tug my leash!  Bark!  Bark!

Zee:  You’re not looking at me.  I am such a good boy.

Zuzu:  Hey!  Why are you scratching him?!  No fair!  No fair!  Scratch me!  Bark!

Zee:  She loves me.

Zuzu:  Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark!

Zee:  Still being a good boy over here.......



Thursday, July 12, 2012

Obedience Training


Obedience Training

I have found it very difficult to find obedience training in N. Virginia.  It exists, but only only on evenings and weekends when my children have already filled up every spare second of my time with their activities.

I miss obedience training.  I miss learning to do new things with my dogs and I miss the homework.  I can also see some of our old training fade away due to a lack of practice and consistency.  I can see new habits beginning to develop.

So, we are trying something new - training in our home.  I did research and got recommendations and read references and chose Bark Busters.  They don’t call what they do obedience training.  They call it leadership training.  They base everything on the Alpha Dog concept and I liked that, so I chose them.  No treats and no punishment and no hanging my dog up by the neck so that they can’t breath.  I still can’t get over that one!

Our first training session was Tuesday and it was about 3 1/2 hours long.  The training was based on  making sure that we are in charge, not the dogs, and it uses a made-up word, Bah.

We got to make our own wish list and set our own priorities, which is nice.  Our first projects were door greeting and barking.  Lee gave us bean bags with shaky metal insides and water bottles, and we did drills.  He would come to the door in different disguises and ring the doorbell, the dogs would go crazy, we would throw the beanbag at the floor in front of them and say, “Bah”, and call them back to us, having them sit.  Then if they moved, they would get a discrete squirt.

I went the first couple times and Zee wanted nothing to do with the entire ordeal after one time.  He went and laid down in the kitchen eating area and didn’t bother answering the door or barking after the first doorbell ring.  Zuzu was curious about the whole thing, and seemed unphased, but was mostly listening.

Jim went next.  The doorbell rang and he threw the beanbag in front of Zu right as Zu turned and he beamed her right between the eyes!  I have never seen my husband lose control, but he started giggling and couldn’t stop!  He had to remove himself to the kitchen and I had to go ask Lee to start the exercise over after my husband had regained his composure.  It was hilarious!  I think even Zu was amused!

All of the other training was similar and based on getting their attention and correcting with a low bah.  Other simple tasks were to ignore them if they asked for attention, then give it to them later, and make sure that we always lead when walking anywhere....walks, doorways, stairs, etc.


He left, and told us to practice. EVERY day.  Yay!  (And I mean that, because I like practice.)

Day One

I say bah and Zee lowers his head and comes to me.

I say bah and Zuzu thinks I’m joining in and barks more.  I squirt, she snaps and the water and barks more.  I squirt again.  She throws her head towards the stream of water, barks more, throws her body at the window, barks more, looks at me, runs to another window, barks much much more!

Hmmm.

I stand tall, with my arms crossed, and look over her (like an alpha).  She prances up, nose butts me, barks at me, looks at me, nose butts me again, barks, bites the couch, mouths me, barks more.  (Repeat entire paragraph for at least five minutes.) Sits.  Looks.  Barks.  Yawns.  Sits.  Looks at me.  Growly grumbles, and lays down.

Okay.

I e-mail Lee and ask for an alternative to the water.  She loves it!  It is a giant game to catch the streams flying at her and Oh what fun it is to bark at them!  More!  More!  Bark!  Bark!  The house is now soaking wet and smells like dog.


He said to put a collar and leash on her (martingale, with a chain that can be snapped).  I do.  She goes to sleep for three hours.

Better.

She wakes up and Tressa and I decide to do outside drills.  These are kind of fun!  Disguises and water balloons!  Wahoo!

I got hats, scarves, jackets, sunglasses, and ran past the fence outside while Tressa waited with water balloons to distract and her bah at the ready.  Zuzu went CRAZY the first time I went by and Tress threw the water balloon at the fence and said bah.  She stopped, and then I’m pretty sure she realized it was me and didn’t bark any more.

She was either better the next three times, or she just wasn’t fooled by my many disguises after that.  Even when Tressa and I switched places, which is dangerous because I can’t throw or aim worth a darn, Zuzu seemed to know it was Tressa right away and just ran up to the fence, wagging her tail.

When Jim got home we worked on walking.  He has always wanted the dogs in a proper heel.  I have always disagreed.  I like them to be able to run around, doing their business, as long as they’re not pulling me as they do it.  Lee says they must be behind us because we are the alphas.  What a pain in the freakin’ ass!  But, I’m more obedient than my puppy, so we’re working on it.  Sigh.  They’re actually pretty good at it so far.  Grumble Grumble.

Day Two

We head down the stairs.  Zee takes off in front of me.  I say bah.  He stops mid-flight, turns around, comes back to me, and sits down.  (Who gave him the cheat sheet?)  Zuzu ran into Tressa’s room after the cat, completely ignoring us.  I went down the stairs first.  Zee followed when I said come.  Koshka ran down and Zuzu followed.  Success?  I think so.  :)  I'm counting it as a win.

The leash is working MUCH better than the water.  She doesn’t like the leash.  A quick snap and a bah and she actually barks a little less.  It’s not as much of a game as the water, and nowhere near as fun because she can’t run away and around me and attack different windows and doors.  Zee stops as soon as he hears my first, calm bah.  He looks at me with his big ‘I’m so sorry’ eyes and comes over to me.

The only thing Zee does not like is when he comes to me and asks for attention and I ignore him. He cries and gives a tiny yip and looks so sad!  I make sure to only wait a little bit before I give him love, and I give him love a lot when he’s not asking.  Zuzu is still demanding attention, and when I ignore her she barks and jumps on me, or claws me.  She’s way more annoying, so I don’t feel as bad, but I do make sure to love her when she’s not asking as well.  She’s not as impressed.  “Fine.  NOW you want to love me?  Whatever, Mom.”



So, we’ll keep on going.  Our next training is a week from tomorrow, then we head to Florida with both dogs.  And Zu’s in heat.  Pray for us!!





Time Away


Every once in a while, there comes a time when you have to go somewhere that dogs can’t come.  I hate that. I think they should be allowed to go anywhere!

Matt’s graduation from High School, back at the end of June, was one of those times.  It was a seven hour trip up to Albany, then a hotel or friend’s house for two nights, with a graduation and graduation party in between.  Not a super dog-friendly event.



Zee

Zee was lucky.  He got to go to his Dad’s new apartment for the weekend!  We dropped him off at work on the way north.  He seemed a little confused when he saw his Dad in the parking lot, but he was happy.  Zee walked right over and got rubs, then came back to me for a goodbye, then walked away like it was no big deal.  Doesn’t every dog get two homes?

We picked him up at the apartment on the way home.  He responded in about the same way.  He looked at us like, “Oh, Hey!  I know you!” and came home with us like it was just no big deal.  (You gotta just love this dog and how nothing seems to phase him!)

The report that we got was that he didn’t eat after the first day and “almost” played once, but was a really good boy.

As soon as we got him home, he ran to his food bowl and ate some (not a lot) and grabbed his rope toy and brought it to me for a short game of tug.  Then he looked around and realized Zuzu was missing.....and stopped.  That’s when the pouting began.



Zuzu

Zuzu wasn’t quite as lucky.  She went down to Crosspointe to be boarded.  Jim said he had to almost pick her up and carry her through the front door, but that she was fine when she got inside.

They gave me an actual report card when I picked her up.  As always, I paid for all of the extra walks and even their new “playtime” that they offer.  They said that she wouldn’t play, but she loved to just sniff around the yard during playtime and ignored the person and all of the toys.  

They also said she would not participate in music lessons.  Music lessons?  WTH are music lessons?!  Apparently, it’s some type of session where they get the dog to participate by barking.  She wouldn’t bark.  Whose dog did YOU take care of this weekend?  I know MY dog would have barked!  She barks and barks and barks and barks!!!

They said she ate modestly.  Ok, yeah, that’s my dog.

And, they said she is an escape artist.  Hmmmm?  Yup, she can break out of the big caged areas that hold the big dogs.  She figured out how to open the latch.

When they finally brought her out to me, I couldn’t even tell if she was excited to see me.  She just made a beeline for the front door.  I really wish she could talk.  He said that she had just gone potty for him, but on the walk home she pooped twice and peed three times, and it’s only a ten minute walk.



When we got home all was right in the world again.  Zee was thrilled to see her!  She was thrilled to be home!  Wiggles and whines and yips and tails wagging so hard that they moved their big ol’ butts back and forth!