Thursday, October 28, 2010

Ziggy Helps with Chores

You've all seen amazing dogs that know all sorts of tricks, right? For example, here's a link to a video of one very smart little dog:
http://www.tvkim.com/watch/518/kims-picks-an-amazing-little-helper

After watching this, I decided to teach Ziggy some tricks so he too could help around the house. Imagine my surprise when I found that Ziggy was a natural. No special training was needed - he learned how to do the following chores with practically no help from me!

Trick #1) Hold the dustpan while I sweep.

I didn't say he was holding it anywhere near where I was sweeping. One step at a time.


Trick #2) Remove any stray pieces of pasta that are dropped while I'm cooking so I don't step on them.

He's a very safety conscious dog, you know.


Trick #3) Change the station on the TV remote.

In spite of the fact that Ziggy is excellent at this chore, I haven't yet taken the time to photograph it, so I substituted this picture of Ziggy with a toy so you can imagine that the toy is a TV remote in order to see how he does it. Get the picture?

So that is how Ziggy helps with chores around the house.  He's quite a dog. I am sorry for any of you that don't have such talented and well trained dogs. Your life must be so much more difficult without a dog like Ziggy to help out around the house.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

What kind of dog are you?

I often see these types of quizzes on Facebook, and although I don't usually click on them, I decided it would be fun to create my own. Here is what I came up with:


THE WHAT KIND OF DOG ARE YOU QUIZ

Question Number 1 of 1: Would you rather take a nap, or go on a five mile hike?

If you answered take a nap, you might be a Great Dane.

Great Danes are gentle, intelligent and good looking. They keep themselves busy with a myriad of activities, but are always ready to settle in for a good nap when time permits.









If you answered go on a hike, you might be a Labrador Retriever.
Labrador Retrievers are known for their fun-loving personality and are extremely popular. They are confident and outgoing, and enjoy spending time in the outdoors.



If you answered neither, you might be a Ziggy. 
 Ziggys are known for being charming and yet difficult at the same time. They are rather complex creatures, and prefer doing things their own way, instead of following the crowd.






If you refused to take part in this quiz, you might be a cat.


I'd tell you what cats are like, but you won't bother reading this anyway, so there is really no point.










THE END

So what do you think? Am I on target? Should I add some more breeds to my quiz and maybe go public with it? I spent many days hours a few minutes working on this quiz and I hope it was helpful for you to gain some insight into your own personality.



Thursday, October 21, 2010

She's not spoiled....not at all

Noelle has been feeling left out recently. Which is silly because around our house she is the spoiled little princess. But since I have not blogged about her recently, I thought I would share this picture I took of her this morning.


This is our queen sized bed. On the left, under the blue comforter, is where my husband sleeps. On the right, where that empty spot is, is where I sleep. And in the middle, under the covers, with her own pillow, is where Noelle sleeps. Did I mention that she's a spoiled little princess?

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Ziggy's Issue

Several people have asked why Ziggy hasn't been adopted yet.  It's not just because he's a pit bull, and it's not just because he is deaf.  Those are two strikes against him, but I've adopted out other deaf pit bulls before.  It's the third strike that is the problem.  Ziggy has earned his nickname as The Land Shark for a reason.  I call him "chewy" because I don't really know the right term for it.  But I took this video in order to demonstrate the problem to the trainers at CASI.  I am at a loss as to how to stop this behavior, but as long as it continues I don't have much hope of anyone wanting to adopt him.  People want to greet him all the time at these events and I have to stop them and warn them that he will try to chew on them.  And he chews hard - kind of like a young puppy who has never been taught that people are not for chewing.  Only he's over a year old, and he's got very strong jaws, and I've been trying to teach him that people are not for chewing since he was four months old.  We're at the point where he won't usually chew on me, unless he gets really excited, but I can't get him to not chew on other people!  So THAT is why Ziggy has not been adopted.  All advice or suggestions are welcome.  And just to clarify, the person who was helping by demonstrating Ziggy's problem behavior in this video (since Zig won't chew on me) is another rescue volunteer and well aware of Ziggy's "issue".  She was very brave to donate her hands and arms for the sake of this demonstration. :-)



I hope you still like Ziggy after watching this video.  He's an amazing, wonderful, intelligent dog when he's not chewing on people!  But you can see why he needs an adult only home with someone who wants to give him a lot of exercise.  And now it should all make sense why Ziggy hasn't been adopted, and why I expect to still be fostering him a year from now!

Monday, October 18, 2010

Ziggy goes hiking

Yesterday Ziggy and I went for a hike on the nearby Lewis & Clark Trail. The trail is in the Weldon Springs Hollow, owned by the Missouri Department of Conservation. It is a beautiful area, with forests and bluffs overlooking the Missouri River. This was the first time that Ziggy had ever been hiking. 
Come on, let's go!
He pulled me along the trail quickly (this is one reason I've never been inclined to work on leash training with him - it's great to have him pull me up hills!)  I wondered if he would stop and sniff anything - after all, there are no storm drains in the forest. But he quickly figured out that there are plenty of interesting smells to explore.  
I think I smell an alien!

 Soon we came to the first set of bluffs overlooking the river, and stopped for a short break.
Another picture?  Again??

Ziggy enjoyed meeting the other hikers and dogs on the trail.
Did you see that Shepherd go by?  WOW!
Another hiker took a picture of us on the bluffs. Ziggy can be a bit clumsy, so I was hanging on to Ziggy to keep him from falling off the cliff and pulling me with him.  
Did someone say Cheese?!
 He almost managed to fall off the cliff shortly after this picture was taken.
I was just looking for the cheese!

 We had beautiful weather and great scenery. Ziggy enjoyed the view.

So THIS is a river!
I took some water along for both of us, and it wasn't long before Ziggy was thirsty. I never knew his tongue was so long.
Let's go down to that river for a drink.

A trip into a forest filled with trees wouldn't be complete for Ziggy unless he was allowed to chew on one.
Let me just even out the edges over here.

The highlight of the trip was when another hiker passed us with his dog, and commented on how well trained Ziggy is. I was immensely proud and extremely amused at the same time.

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Adoption Event Pictures

Here are a few pictures from today's adoption event.  It was great weather and two foster dogs were adopted! 
Sasha - ADOPTED!

Ziggy

Gracie

Buster Brown - ADOPTED!

Miya
 
Daisy
Ziggy had a good time today.  He started off trying to hynotize people in order to get them to adopt him.


When that didn't work, he resorted to winking, smiling and just generally flirting with the crowd. 

 When that got boring, we went shopping.  Ziggy likes to pick out his own toys and chew bones.  He hasn't quite grasped the concept of paying for those items though.

After that adventure, Ziggy resumed his normal habit of chewing on people, which has earned him the nickname "The Land Shark". 

Of course that should actually say Wanted: Adoptive Home for Land Shark, $500 Reward.  I asked him what he thought of getting adopted and he just did this:


 The disadvantage of deaf dog owners everywhere - if your dog wants to ignore you, he just has to shut his eyes.  So after that we just went home and took much needed naps!


Thursday, October 14, 2010

An Award

We won an award! It's the Doggie Bloggie Award from Something Wagging This Way Comes. It means a lot that we'd get an award for this blog at a time when I'm having trouble coming up with anything to blog about. Without a steady supply of foster pets, life has become a lot less interesting. Fortunately with Ziggy around, there is always something new to share, so maybe I should credit Ziggy as the true recipient of this award. Thank you SomethingWagging for this award!!

Here are the rules of the Doggie Bloggie award:

1) Thank the person who gave the award and link to them.
2) Name 10 things about yourself-creative, weird, enticing, whatever.
3) Award 15 doggie bloggers-whoever you think deserves this regardless of whether they are old or new.
4) Share the love with the doggie bloggers you award by commenting on their site.
5) Finally, have a great time! After all, doggies are nothing if not fun!


So here are 5 things about me, and 5 things about Ziggy that you may not already know.

5 Things about Me
1. In 2006 I ran the Disney Marathon in under 5 hours. I haven't gone running since then.
2. I was indirectly struck by lightning at the top of Mt. Whitney (14,000 ft). Now I'm scared of thunderstorms.
3. I am addicted to chocolate. Refer back to #1 and realize why this is a very bad combination.
4. I have never been able to whistle, but I still keep trying to learn.
5. I can say the alphabet backwards and forwards in less than 10 seconds. (impressive, isn't it?)


5 Things about Ziggy
1. Ziggy is learning to walk on a treadmill, so I will have to exercise even less than I do now.
2. Ziggy's favorite game is to wait until I'm not looking, then grab my computer mouse and run to the other side of the room.
3. Ziggy's favorite sport is counter surfing - not just for food, but for anything he can pull off of the counter.
4. Ziggy's favorite hiding spot is under the futon. After he does a sneak attack on another dog, he runs and hides.
5. Ziggy weighs 60 pounds, but he can still fit himself through the cat door in a metal pet gate with a very tiny door for a cat. (also impressive!)


And now I would like to award this Doggie Bloggie award to just a few of my favorite dog bloggers...
Two Pitties in the City Because you are the kind of dog owners I would like to be!
My Life With Dogs  Because you do a great job with helping rescue pets!
Rescued Insanity  Because I just discovered your blog and I love it. 


And a few of Remi's favorite dog bloggers...
Evolution of Darwin  Because Darwin is the most beautiful blue Great Dane ever
The Life and Times of Remington  Because Remington is a great name, and he likes football more than any dog we know.
Tucker  Because Tucker is a Most Handsome Great Dane
Zona's Pawprints  Because even though Zona isn't a Great Dane she's a very special dog!


And a few of Noelle's favorite dog bloggers...
Mayzie's Dog Blog  Because Mayzie is Noelle's role model and she wants to be just like Mayzie
They Call Me The Booker Man  Because he always makes Noelle smile, but she doesn't have a crush on him because she knows he is Mayzie's boyfriend!
The Circus Dog  Because Lola is very beautiful and and even has one of the same nicknames as Noelle!
Frankly Speaking  Because Frankie has 87 gazillion friends but still finds time to visit us.


And a few of Ziggy's favorite dog bloggers.
Pei Days  Because Ziggy could TOTALLY be part Shar Pei and he can't believe I forgot to include the possibility that he could be anything like his friend Lola! He's pretty sure he got his curly tail from his Shar Pei genes.
Daily Dose of Jack  Because Jack is very funny and Ziggy loves his blog.
It's a Dog's Life  Because Hero is Ziggy's hero and role model!
Grins and Kisses  Because Ziggy was honored that Yin and Yang thought he could be part pug like them!


We have so many more favorite blogs that I wish we could share this award with! If you've been awarded this award, and had already received it or don't have the time or inclination to share it, that is all good too - it's just for fun! If you haven't visited some of the above blogs, go check them out and make some new friends. And don't forget to stop by and say hi to Something Wagging This Way Comes!

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Current Events

This is the house I'm hoping to move into. I love this house. It's a log cabin on 3 acres of land in a rural area. It has a stone fireplace and an open floorplan and a walkout basement that will someday have a dog door leading to the yard - as soon as I get the yard fenced and buy a dog door. Of course none of that can happen until I actually own the house.
We placed a contract on this house in September, but it is a government foreclosure, so I'm not sure we'll ever actually close on it. We have a tentative closing date of the beginning of December. I'm thinking if things keep moving on the schedule they have been, we might have to extend that out a few more months. I might get to move by March. I might be homeless long before then.

I left for work this morning after warning my husband that Ziggy was very wound up and I was not crating him since he and Noelle were playing. He woke up long enough to say "okay". Then I left and he went back to sleep. He called me two hours later saying he'd just woken up and Ziggy had been busy destroying his expensive racing helmet that he'd only used three times so far. Apparently he had worked all night and after being up 24 hours straight, he hadn't really heard me when I told him I was leaving and not crating Ziggy. He was not happy with me or with Ziggy. Ziggy really needs to live with a marathon runner. Or at least another playful dog. Right now Noelle will wrestle with him for five minutes, then she is ready for a nap. And Remi will play tug with him for about two minutes before he is ready for a nap. Then they take a nap and Ziggy proceeds to stand two feet from them and bark at them continuously. He does this even though Noelle can't hear him and he can't hear himself, and Remi pretends he can't hear him. It sure drives the humans nuts, but it doesn't get him what he wants - getting the other dog to play. Still he persists in this strange behavior.

Ziggy's training is continuing. His agility classes have been rescheduled until next session, but in the meantime he's learned "down" and I'm working on teaching him to stay for longer periods of time. I also tried to teach him to target, but he keeps chewing up the items I'm trying to use as targets, so I'm still looking for a solution to that problem.

The pictures of Ziggy in this post were taken by my friend Crystal at last weekend's adoption event. Ziggy keeps going to every adoption event, and he keeps trying to chew on everyone he meets. He usually knows better than to chew on me unless he is really excited, but I'm not having any luck extending that rule of "don't chew on people" to anyone other than myself. I'm going to try to take some video of the behavior this weekend and ask for help from my classmates (many of whom are professional trainers). If any dog ever needed the help of a whole school of professional trainers, it's Ziggy!

Friday, October 8, 2010

Food Dispensers

Noelle and the Kong Wobbler
I'm constantly looking for ways to use up Ziggy's energy and keep him entertained and out of trouble. 

One thing I've used to keep him busy is a toy known as a Kong Wobbler. It holds dry food or treats, and when the dog knocks it over, the treats fall out a little hole in the side.  Anyone remember the Playskool Weebles?  Weebles wobble but they don't fall down.  The Kong Wobbler is like a Weeble for dogs.  It is challenging for them, but the dogs are rewarded with food often enough to keep their interest. 



Ziggy and the Buster Cube

Since Ziggy is an exceptionally smart dog, he soon became an expert at eating all of his meals out of the Wobbler, and would finish eating and be ready to cause trouble find other ways to entertain himself before I knew it.  So last weekend I purchased a Buster Cube for Ziggy.  It is similar to the Wobbler, but it is more challenging.  If your dog is lazy or easily frustrated then it might not be a good choice, but for Ziggy it is perfect.  He now spends up to 20 minutes earning his meals by chasing the Buster Cube around the living room, rolling it over until the food falls out.  Both the Kong Wobbler and the Buster Cube have been great investments.  The toys are easy to use, meal times last longer, and the dogs are happier. 



Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Rescue

Last week I received a call from a friend. She was driving to work with her car windows down, enjoying the nice weather. As she approached a rural intersection, she heard a very faint "meow". She stopped, and listened intently. There it was again - "meow".  She got out of her car and looked around. Her eyes landed on a wet cardboard box lying in the drainage ditch next to the road. As she got closer she could see the box was closed. Next to the box was a small black kitten, who went running into the brush as she approached. She opened the box and found two more kittens inside - one white and one gray. She realized that the family up the road - the one who had just removed the "free kittens" sign from their front yard - must have tired of waiting for new homes for these kittens. It had happened before, and would probably happen again. They had been left to die in a ditch next to the road. She gathered up the two kittens in the box, but no amount of coaxing would bring out the little black kitten from his newfound hiding spot in the brush. So she returned home with the two rescued kittens and placed them in a carrier with food and water.

When she called to tell me what happened, I immediately headed to the black kitten's last known location. I parked on the side of the road and began searching the area. Within five minutes I heard a faint meow, and less than five minutes after that I was able to spot the kitten. He was a cute little furball with a white spot on his chest and a serious look on his face. I climbed up through the brush toward him, thankful that I remembered to put on a sweatshirt to protect my arms from the thorns. I opened a can of cat food and attempted to coax him to me. Minutes passed, and our standoff continued. Finally I tired of the wait, and reached for him. He was less than six feet from me, hiding under some thick brush. He immediately bolted away from me, down the hill. I was blocked from following by the thorny underbrush. I headed back up and around the other side of the thicket. No sign of the kitten. I continued to circle the area, talking softly to the kitten and hoping that the smell of the canned food I had inadvertently spilled all over my arm would convince him to make his presence known. Five minutes passed - then ten. After fifteen minutes I began to fear that I would never find him. I peered through the bushes and vines but couldn't spot the small shape of a kitten hiding beneath the overgrowth. Finally I called another rescue volunteer who lived nearby. She immediately raced to the scene with a live trap, a small net, and more canned food. We discussed leaving the trap out to try to catch the kitten, but we were concerned that the kitten did not weigh enough to set off the trap. As we discussed the situation, my friend who found the kittens returned from work, ready to assist. We decided to try to catch the kitten one more time.

As we surrounded the area where the kitten was hiding, we finally spotted him! We carefully closed in, crawling through the undergrowth, ignoring the mud and burrs and thorns. There he was, just sitting there watching us. And then as we approached him, we noticed a movement. Another small black kitten was less than five feet from the kitten we were surrounding. There were two of them! Suddenly I was glad I hadn't caught the first kitten right away. We would never have known of this second kitten's presence and he would surely have died here alone. So there we were, trying to catch two small black kittens who wanted nothing to do with any of us. We would close in, then they would run. We would regroup and try again, and again they would run, always avoiding us. Finally we were able to get close enough and my friend reached out and scooped one up. After further attempts, the other kitten was caught in the same way. They were both placed in a cat carrier and taken to safety, to be reunited with their two littermates.


At the time of this picture, taken immediately after the rescue, none of the kittens were very happy about their situation.  However they have since learned to enjoy a life filled with a lot of love and petting and playing and canned food.  They are doing very well in their foster home and will soon be ready for adoption. 

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Deaf Dogs

I'm out of town this weekend, attending a seminar on dog aggression, so I'd like to share a post that I wrote a few weeks ago for the Dogs-N-More blog. I was asked to write about my experiences with deaf dogs. People are often surprised when I say that I'm fostering a deaf dog and have another deaf dog of my own. It's not that deaf dogs are so prevalent in my area that I can't find hearing dogs to foster. It's just that I really like working with deaf dogs, and I think they could use a little extra help. So here is the guest post I wrote about my deaf foster dogs.

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This is Tulsa. She was the first deaf dog that I ever fostered. Tulsa didn't know she was deaf. She was a six-month-old puppy, and to her, the world never included any kind of sound. You can't miss what you don't know, and being deaf didn't make a difference to Tulsa at all. She was a normal purebred Australian Cattle Dog, who loved to herd and always needed a job to do in order to be happy. She took to herding Remi, my Great Dane, around the backyard - nipping at his heels to guide him where she wanted him to go. I was relatively new to fostering, and had been a dog owner for less than a year. I wanted to work with deaf dogs, and had jumped at the chance to foster Tulsa. However, my first foster experience with a deaf dog was a total failure. Tulsa was more than I could handle. I forgot one basic rule - a dog is a dog first, their breed second, and their disability last. And as an inexperienced dog owner that worked full time and lived in the suburbs, I was nowhere ready for a young, intelligent, tireless working dog. Fortunately for Tulsa, for Remi and for me, another more experienced foster home (without any Great Danes) was found for Tulsa. And I learned a valuable lesson - don't ever save a dog just because he or she has a disability that draws you in.

Several months and many foster dogs later, I learned of another deaf dog that needed a foster home. Noelle was a four month old puppy, also deaf from birth. She immediately captured my heart. Nothing made Noelle happier than being with her people. She loved to cuddle, and would often lay on top of my feet. I learned this was a common occurence with deaf dogs. Since they can't hear you get up or leave the room, they sleep touching you or across a doorway to be sure they know if you are about to leave them. Noelle kept a close eye on me at all times since she wouldn't be able to hear if I were to do something interesting, like open a bag of dog treats. We went through obedience training together, and Noelle taught me that training a deaf dog isn't harder than training a hearing dog, and in some cases it is actually easier. Deaf dogs aren't distracted by the sounds of other dogs or people or traffic. Dogs respond to signs and body language better than verbal cues, so teaching Noelle was easier than I expected. Some deaf dogs know over fifty signs! Noelle is not one of them.

It was several months after giving in and adopting my foster dog Noelle that I received another request for help with a deaf dog. Chenille was a senior Pomeranian that was deaf. She came from a shelter several hundred miles away. A rescue group had pulled her to adopt her out, and then found out she was deaf. They knew that deaf dogs are harder to find homes for, so in spite of being a beautiful purebred Pomeranian, they felt that she wouldn't have much of a chance finding a home in their rural area. While both Tulsa and Noelle had been deaf from birth, it's likely that Chenille had lost her hearing as she had aged. I thought it might be harder for a dog who used to be able to hear to get used to a world where all communication was done with signs or body language or facial expressions. But Chenille picked up quickly on the same signs I used with Noelle, and in no time she had fit right in.





By this time word had started to spread of my interest in working with deaf dogs, and I received an e-mail about Bella. Bella was a Boxer puppy who was turned in once her owners found out she was deaf. This adorable, smart, sweet puppy was unwanted simply because she couldn't hear. I see it over and over at adoption events when I am fostering a deaf dog. People are sometimes interested in the dog, and then they hear me say that the dog is deaf, and suddenly they began backing away and looking elsewhere. Some people think a deaf dog would be too much work, while others simply think deaf dogs are "defective". In truth, deaf dogs are just like hearing dogs. Some are more work than others - some are better behaved than others, and some are more well trained than others. It always amazes me how people can so quickly lose interest in a dog just because the dog is deaf. Bella taught me how much misinformation is out there about deaf dogs, and how great the bias is against deaf dogs.



Around this same time, a volunteer at a local shelter contacted me about Farley. Farley was a deaf Dalmatian mix that had been waiting at a local shelter for quite awhile. Farley was everything good about dogs. He was gentle, well behaved, smart, fun - an all-around great dog. He had already learned some basic obedience commands at the shelter, and I had him less than two weeks before Farley was adopted!






And then there is Ziggy, my current deaf foster dog. Ziggy is unlike any dog I have fostered before. He is very intelligent, very rambunctious, and very challenging. His deafness hasn't made him harder to communicate with, but it has added a bit of extra physical work on my end. Dogs who are still puppies or not well trained need a lot of supervision. The extra work comes in with deaf dogs, who can't be stopped from whatever they're doing with a simple "hey!" or "no!" from across the room. When Ziggy is counter surfing in the kitchen, I have to physically get off the couch and get his attention before I can sign "drop the bananas, mister!" Of course, the fact that he doesn't immediately drop the bananas has only to do with my lack of training follow-through, not with his lack of hearing or understanding. So if you're considering adopting a deaf dog, and the dog is very young or still needs a lot of work on house manners, make sure you're up for the challenge of getting off the couch or out of the recliner to go get your dog when he does something you don't want him to do.

I've learned a lot from my deaf dogs. I'd like to say they're better, or sweeter, or more appreciative than hearing dogs. But the truth is, they're just like hearing dogs. Some of them bark a lot, and some of them seldom bark. Some of them are cuddly lap dogs, and some of them are busy, independent dogs. They can learn to come to a porch light being flashed on and off instead of a verbal "Come" command at night. Or during the day, they'll quickly spot a raised arm and come running, if they've been trained. Otherwise they'll be just like every other dog at the dog park, and ignore all requests to come when called! One advantage to living with deaf dogs is they are typically sound sleepers. If you want to come home from the store and get all your groceries away before greeting the dog, a deaf dog is a nice advantage. If you don't let them sleep in bed with you, you can even get up in the morning and get all ready for work before they ever wake up. You don't have to worry about your dog being afraid of thunderstorms or fireworks or the vaccum cleaner. And your dog won't go crazy with trying to extract the squeaker from a toy, or refuse to play with a toy that doesn't squeak. All in all, deaf dogs make great companions. You can find out more about deaf dogs at http://www.deafdogs.org/.