Showing newest 24 of 42 posts from 1/1/11 - 2/1/11. Show older posts
Showing newest 24 of 42 posts from 1/1/11 - 2/1/11. Show older posts

Monday, January 31, 2011

Dorkie Moment #3


Grrrrr!  Kirby the guard dog!

Kirby loves everyone but he does take his job as guard dog very seriously.  If he's outside and someone is walking by the house he will give his most ferocious sounding barks.  If they stop to pet him, he will give them licks.  If they keep walking past, his barks will quickly change to whimpers of come back, come back!

I have a large front window so if he is inside the house and sees someone walking by he will bark as he runs to the front door, then the back door and back to the window.  He acts as if he is patrolling the area for possible intrusion into our home.

Last Sunday afternoon we were hanging out at Doug's apartment.  Doug was in the bedroom and I was in the kitchen when we heard Kirby growling and barking with a very unusual urgency in his voice.  We both arrived in the living room to witness Kirby jumping up at Jessie, actually nipping at his hands and legs, as he was attempting to come through the front door.

Jesse is one of Doug's good friends and comes over often.  In fact Kirby and he have met before.  The problem it seems was that Jessie walked in without permission which Kirby didn't happen to think was the proper thing to do.  Kirby was making every attempt to block his entry into the apartment.  The little dog syndrome had arrived!

As soon as Doug said "it's ok", Kirby immediately stopped.  A few seconds later he walked across the room to the couch, jumped up on it, and settled down as if nothing had happened.  Our little dorkie with the courage of a lion protecting his loved ones.

If you are wondering if we punished him, the answer is no.  The lesson we learned was that a loyal dog can be fearless.  Oh, and knock before entering someone's home.

Just a dorky moment in a Dorkie's life...

Friday, January 28, 2011

Rainbow Bridge - The Rest Of The Story


An earlier post was about the story, or legend, of the Rainbow Bridge.  This is the rest of the story.  To say it deeply touched me would be an understatement.  The truth is I got a little teary eyed.

Kirby and I share our home with two rescued cats who are very much loved.   Chelsea, a gray tabby, is now over ten years old and very independent.  Kaitlyn, a multi-colored tabby, is roughly three years old and rather spoiled.  When some friends found her on Christmas Day she was skin and bones, her whiskers were melted, and she had a large open wound on her side.  I nursed her back to health with every intention of finding her a new home which turned out to be my home!

Hearing and reading about so many dogs in danger of being euthanized while waiting in a shelter for someone to adopt them, Kirby and I started fostering one dog at a time.  First was Miss Cordelia, a pitt mix, then Mia Bella, a shepard/lab.  I know where Cordelia is but I still say a prayer every day that Bella is safe and loved.  Our next dog will be staying with us beginning the first week of February.  I’ve heard it’s another girl.

It also seems I’m always hearing about some poor dog who has been neglected or abused through no fault of their own.  Or a dog surrendered to a shelter by the family who suddenly stopped loving a loyal, forgiving companion.   My heart breaks then fills with such anger at the inhumanity of it all.

For those thinking they can’t afford their dog anymore, there are places to find the help you need.  No, I’m not walking in your shoes but, honestly, Kirbs and I would live in my car before I dumped him somewhere.  He gives me so much I don’t believe I could bear wondering if he were suffering somewhere from abuse, all alone, hungry, and filled with fear.

So for all the sweet animals in this world who never find, or lose, their forever family...
Unlike most days at Rainbow Bridge, this day dawned cold and gray, damp as a swamp and as dismal as could be imagined. All the recent arrivals were confused and concerned. They had no idea what to think for they had never experienced a day like this before. But the animals who had spent some time waiting for their beloved people knew exactly what was happening and began to gather at the pathway leading to the Bridge to watch. They knew this was something special.
It wasn't too long before an elderly animal came into view, head hung heavy and low with tail dragging along the ground. The other animals on the pathway...the ones who had been at Rainbow Bridge for a while...knew the story of this sad creature immediately. They had seen it happen far too many times.
Although it was obvious the animal's heart was leaden and he was totally overcome with emotional pain and hurt, there was no sign of injury or any illness. Unlike the pets waiting at the Bridge, this dog had not been restored to his prime. He was full of neither health nor vigor. He approached slowly and painfully, watching all the pets who were by now watching him. He knew he was out of place here. This was no resting place for him. He felt  instinctively that the sooner he could cross over, the happier he would be. But alas, as he came closer to the Bridge, his way was barred by the appearance of an Angel who spoke softly to the old dog and apologized sorrowfully, telling him that he would not be able to pass. Only those animals who were with their special people could pass over the Rainbow Bridge. And he had no special beloved people...not here at the Bridge nor on Earth below.
With no place else to turn, the poor elderly dog looked toward the fields before the Bridge. There, in a separate area nearby, he spotted a group of other sad-eyed animals like himself...elderly and infirm. Unlike the pets waiting for their special people, these animals weren't playing, but simply lying on the green grass, forlornly and miserably staring out at the pathway leading to the Bridge. The recent arrival knew he had no choice but to join them. And so, he took his place among them, just watching the pathway and waiting.
One of the newest arrivals at the Bridge, who was waiting for his special people, could not understand what he had just witnessed and asked one of the pets who had been there for some time to explain it to him. "That poor dog was a rescue, sent to the pound when his owner grew tired of him. The way you see him now, with graying fur and sad, cloudy eyes, was exactly the way he was when he was put into the kennels. He never, ever made it out and passed on only with the love and comfort that the kennel workers could give him as he left his miserable and unloved existence on Earth for good. Because he had no family or special person to give his love, he has nobody to escort him across the Bridge."
The first animal thought about this for a minute and then asked, "So what will happen now?" As he was about to receive his answer, the clouds suddenly parted and the all-invasive gloom lifted. Coming toward the Bridge could be seen a single figure...a person who, on Earth, had seemed quite ordinary...a person who, just like the elderly dog, had just left Earth forever. This figure turned toward a group of the sad animals and extended outstretched palms. The sweetest sounds they had ever heard echoed gently above them and all were bathed in a pure and golden light. Instantly, each was young and healthy again, just as they had been in the prime of life.
From within the gathering of pets waiting for their special people, a group of animals emerged and moved toward the pathway. As they came close to the passing figure, each bowed low and received a pat on the head or a scratch behind the ears. Their eyes grew even brighter as the figure softly murmured each name. Then, the newly-restored pets fell into line behind the figure and quietly followed this person to the Bridge, where they all crossed together.
The recent arrival who had been watching, was amazed. "What happened?" "That was a rescuer," came the answer. "That person spent a lifetime trying to help pets of all kinds. The ones you saw bowing in respect were those who found new homes because of such unselfish work. They will cross when their families arrive. Those you saw restored were ones who never found homes. When a rescuer arrives, they are permitted to perform one, final act of rescue. They are allowed to escort those poor pets they couldn't place on Earth across the Rainbow Bridge. You see, all animals are special to them...just as they are special to all animals."
"I think I like rescuers," said the recent arrival. "So does God," was the reply.
 --Author Unknown
There are some, like me, who open their homes to a few.  Then there are those who help many animals day after day.  May God richly bless the rescuers who work diligently in their selfless efforts to save a life.  May God bless those who treat animals with love and affection, but most of all, with the respect they so richly deserve.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Love Some Liver Jerky


I spent this past weekend refining my recipe for our Liver Lovers Training Treats.  I baked, Kirby tested.  Eventually we got it just right, the perfect balance of smell and texture and taste.  They may just be his favorites!

When we were finished I still had some beef liver left.   I've made fish jerky (Kirbs loves Tilapia) and chicken jerky, so why not liver jerky?  Liver can be rather runny so first I baked it in the oven at a low temperature for about twenty minutes to firm it up.  Then into the dehydrator for the night.

They were just right by morning.  I turned off the dehydrator and headed to work.  That evening I took them out and, with Kirby begging please, please, please, gave him a small piece.  Then I plated them and took a picture.  After Kirby had eaten his supper I gave him another piece.  Soon I was busy with our normal nightly routine.  A couple hours later I went into the kitchen intent on giving Kirby one more piece and refrigerating the rest.  What rest?  Much to Kirby's dismay, Chelsea very much likes liver!  The plate was completely empty.  Not even a morsel for Kirby to savor.

I should have known better.  After all Kirby loves fish so why wouldn't a cat love liver.  I felt so bad for him but there was nothing I could do. He did get a few of the training treats but I could tell he really wanted some more liver jerky.  Next time I will have to prepare a large enough batch so Kirby can share with our cats, Chelsea and Kaitlyn. I'll also remember to keep it safely covered.

If you want to make some for your dog or cat it really is simple.  Just slice into pieces while it's still frozen.  It will thaw very quickly.  Bake on a foil covered pan at a low temperature of around 200 degrees for about twenty minutes.  Then remove to the dehydrator using parchment paper which will spare you a mess and still allow the air to circulate.  If you don't have a dehydrator just let it cook in the oven for several hours at a very low heat.

When working with liver, be sure you clean as you go!  Liver dries very quickly and can become extremely difficult to remove.  Usually when baking my treats I place the used items in the sink and then rinse and place in the dishwasher when I'm done.  When working with liver, I am careful to completely rinse each item as I use it.

Liver is the most concentrated source of vitamin A, C, D, E, and K, zinc, manganese, selenium, iron, B2, B3, B5, biotin, folacin, B12, choline, and inositol.  It provides a source of good quality protein and the essential fatty acids, both the omega-3 and omega-6 type.  It's a good idea to monitor how much pure liver your dog eats.  Small amounts or less than three servings a week are very good for your dog.  However, large amounts can cause vitamin A toxicity which can lead to bone problems, weight loss, and anorexia.   Also, never feed your dog liver if he is taking vitamin A supplements.

Kirby says, "make more!"

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Wordless Wednesday


Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Click-Train-Dog


There are probably several ways to teach a dog a new trick.  My favorite is using a clicker.   I started with clicker training when Kirbs was only 6 weeks old with fabulous results.  It’s a conditioning method used for training a dog using a small mechanical noisemaker as a marker for behavior.  This method uses positive reinforcement which means it is reward based.

The clicker is used during the training of a new behavior to let the dog quickly associate the sound of the clicker with the sought after behavior.  Once the behavior is reliably learned using the clicker, then a verbal word such as "sit," or "down" is added to the click.  Once the dog associates the word with the behavior the clicker is no longer needed.

One of the challenges in training a dog is communicating exactly when the dog has done the wanted behavior.   A simple example would be teaching a dog to sit.  At the instant the dog sits, you must let him know that he has done the correct thing.   Saying "good boy!" takes so long to say that your dog might already have moved on to some other behavior.  It is not immediately obvious that the "good boy" is earned at the precise moment of completing a sit.  By the time he realizes he is being praised, he might be scratching or looking for something else to do.

There is also some evidence which suggests that the sound of the clicker is the kind of stimulus, like a bright flash of light or a loud, sudden sound, that quickly reaches the brain.  Clicker trainers often see rapid learning, long retention and a "joy" response to the sound of the click in the learning animal.

Tasks learned with the clicker are retained for years with no additional practice after the initial learning has taken place.  This is probably due to the fact that the dog participates fully in the learning process and applies itself to learning by trial and error rather than acting out of habit or a momentary response to a situation.  It has been proven time after time that clicker-trained animals become great problem solvers, develop confidence, and perform their work enthusiastically. 

One concern pet parents may have is that their dog will become fat with clicker training because they get too many treats.  First, you should be using very small treats, about the size of a pea, that can be eaten instantly.  Also food is not the only treat that can be used in training.  Use anything your dog is willing to work for in the current situation such as toys, attention, or the opportunity to do something he wants to do.   Kirby trains never knowing when he is going to get a treat because I do it randomly.  He might get three treats in a row, or one every now and then.  It’s kind of like a slot machine.  You keep dropping those quarters in because you will hit something every now and then.  Something I’ve learned about Kirby is that he is very attentive and willing to learn for about fifteen to twenty minutes, then he is done.  He wants to play or rest and refuses any more training.  I take that cue and stop. 

The first step in clicker training is to teach your dog that the clicker sound means that he will get a reward by "charging" or "loading" the clicker.  To do this click the clicker and immediately give your dog a small tasty treat.  Some dogs tend to learn the association much more quickly than others.  Progress can be tested by waiting until the dog's attention is elsewhere and then clicking. If the dog immediately looks toward you as though expecting a reward, it is likely he has made the association.

After that, use the clicker to mark desired behaviors as they occur.  At the exact instant the dog performs the desired behavior, click and promptly deliver a reward.  One key to clicker training is the timing.  Clicking too early or too late rewards and reinforces whatever behavior is occurring at that instant.  The saying goes, "you get what you click for."

A fun behavior to start with is the nose-touch where the dog learns to touch an object with its nose.  That behavior can then be used to perform useful tasks or interesting tricks such as flipping a light switch or ringing a bell to go outside.  One of my cats loves to open all of the bottom kitchen cabinet doors after I go to bed.  Kirby is learning to close those doors in the morning!

Training the nose-touch begins with getting your dog to touch an object.   Use a guided method such as placing a dab of peanut butter on a small plate or plastic target.  Another method is shaping where the target is placed in easy reach and the dog is rewarded each time he moves in the target's direction or actually touches it.

Training with a clicker is not only fun but is also a great tool for bonding with your dog.  Use roughly fifteen minute segments throughout the day clicker training your dog a new behavior.  Then use those new behaviors in everyday occurrences.  For example, sit before going outside, down before a meal.  Before long your dog will be the smartest dog on the block.

Monday, January 24, 2011

Basic Training Commands



There are several basic dog training commands that every dog should know. These commands can help you manage several behavior problems and may even save your dog's life.  

Spend 10 to 15 minutes several times a day training your dog.  Any longer and your dog may get frustrated.  Begin by using treats he loves.  To avoid confusing him make sure he understands a command before moving on to another command.  Also, make sure all family members use the same words for each command.  I start with treats when teaching Kirby a new command or trick.  Once he gets it I reinforce the behavior using a clicker which he responds to faster.  I also find it's faster to click at exactly the right time than say the word.

There are several good books that can teach you the proper techniques but I strongly recommend training classes geared to your dog's age ad aptitude.  Kirby has attended a puppy class and rally training class where he also benefited from socializing with other dogs.  

Keep in mind some commands will be easy while others will take time for your dog to master.  Don't get frustrated and be sure to give commands now and then he can already do in order to earn a treat when he is trying to learn a difficult one.  Remember that your dog really wants to please you so keep his training fun.
  • COME  Training your dog to come when called is one of the most essential basic commands your dog should learn.  With this command you can protect your dog from a potentially dangerous situation by calling him to you.  In the beginning practice using a long leash gently pulling him to you as you say the word come.
  • DROP IT  Teaching your dog to to let go of whatever is in his mouth on command is very important for his safety and your peace of mind.  It can protect him when he has something dangerous in his mouth.
  • KENNEL UP  Crate training is a useful way to house train your dog or puppy.  It can be frustrating to get your dog into the crate when you are ready to leave the house if he hasn't learned this command. Traveling with your dog may also require using a crate when staying in a hotel or if you must fly.  Kirby stays in his kennel when I go to work.  It's his safe place.
  • LEAVE IT   Dogs tend to pick up anything they find on the ground. Teaching your dog this command will prevent him from picking up and eating something that might be harmful to him.
  • DOWN  Teaching your dog to lie down is very useful to help your dog calm down in a hectic situation or if you need him to stay in one spot since it is more comfortable for a dog to lie down rather than sit for a long period of time.
  • WATCH ME  This command is used to get your dog’s attention.  It's useful for when you need your dog to focus on you during events like dog obedience, dogs sports, and search and rescue.  Having your dog focus his attention on you can divert his attention away from the things that bring out fearful or aggressive behaviors.
  • SIT  The sit command is one of the easiest commands your can teach your dog since they tend to sit naturally.
  • STAY  This command can prevent your dog from getting involved in dangerous situations.  It also allows you to keep your dog still and calm when necessary.  For short stays tell your dog to sit first.  For longer stays tell him to lie down which is a more comfortable position for him.  Start with 2 second periods of staying and gradually work up to several minutes.
  • WAIT  This command tells your dog to wait to move forward until you release him.  It's helpful to prevent him from bolting out the door or from knocking you down in his rush to get out of his crate.
  • NO  Some people don't like this word.  I have even been told it hurts a dog's feelings.  However, it works for us.  I can say No in a firm voice and Kirby stops whatever it is I don't want him to do.
These commands can be reinforced in ordinary every day events.  For example Kirby must always do down before getting his meals.  He has to sit and wait before going outside. The list goes on.  Requiring him to do a command or trick first shows him he has to earn what he wants.  The ultimate goal is to keep him safe and let him know I am his pack leader which in turn gives him a sense of security.  Not to mention I prefer a good boy!

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Have A Heart For Chained Dogs



I received an email last night from Dogs Deserve Better, an organization dedicated to getting dogs off chains.  As I read the email, with Kirby sleeping beside me warm and safe, my heart ached for those poor dogs suffering from the ever changing elements of cold, heat, rain, and snow. 

I live in Mississippi which is just about as far south as you can get.  We have hot, sweltering summers where air conditioning is a must.  I gage the temperature in my house by Kirby since I like it really warm.  He starts panting and I lower the thermostat.  Right now it is winter.  Brrrr.  Just this past week it got down to 14 degrees and we had snow.  Kirby is wearing sweaters and hoodies to keep warm. 

I don’t have a problem with tying up a dog.  I have a problem with leaving a dog tied up day after day, night after night, with no shelter or comfort.  I can’t afford to fence my yard so when Kirby goes outside he is always attached to a very long tie-off.  However, I am either with him or at the very least, keeping an eye on him through the window.   

I understand he is just a dog.  I also understand a dog is a living creature that deserves to be loved and provided for.  That includes food, water, and shelter, not to mention affection.  Dogs were created for companionship.  They crave love and to be loved.  What a disservice we do to them when we treat them as only objects to be owned.  What a disservice we do to ourselves as human beings. 

If I have learned anything, it is the knowledge that a dog is capable of giving us the unconditional love we so desperately need whether we deserve it or not.  Good or bad, kind or cruel, a dog will continue to love us always forgiving, always hoping for the best in us to come through. 

The one resolution I made this new year was to be the best God thinks I can be.  For me that means doing what I can whenever I can for whoever I can.  This is something I can do.  Here's the email, maybe it's something you can do to?
Chained Dogs are Freezing! Send them a Valentine! 
This is the time of year we all cringe at the thoughts of dogs left chained outside. Here in PA it will be 7 degrees tomorrow night. Who can survive that?
One of the ways we take action in the winter months is our Have a Heart for Chained Dogs campaign, running the week of February 7-14. In that campaign we pair up valentines (made by YOU or school children) with addresses of chained dogs, and we mail them out all over the country.
Here's how you can help:
1. Make Valentines! We need about 15,000 of them...ask your kid's teacher, make them at home or at scout meetings...or make them with your friends. To learn more, click the link.
2. Send addresses. That dog you pass everyday? Please stop and get his/her address. They deserve our voice because they have none of their own, and by taking action you at least alleviate your stress of seeing them out there.
3. Send coupons for dog food or treats. We mail them along with the valentines as a gesture of goodwill.
4. Donate to the campaign. 15,000 letters takes 15,000 stamps! Plus 15,000 envelopes...and 15,000 address labels.
Please take action. The chained dogs are begging for your help. Learn more by visiting: http://www.dogsdeservebetter.org/Valentines2011.html
That's a lot of valentines.  You may wonder if it will really help these dogs.  Well, even if just one dog out of every one hundred dogs is helped, thats 150 dogs who will have better living conditions.  It's a start and we have to start somewhere.  So I'm in.  I don't have the time to make valentines but I can make a few coupons for dog treats and send a small donation. It may not seem like much but a lot of little somethings can add up to something really big!  Maybe you can do a little something?

Meanwhile, it's Saturday and Kirby wants to do the Blog Hop.  It's a fun way to visit old friends and make new friends.  There's always fun and interesting posts to read.  So trot along with us...

Friday, January 21, 2011

Interactive Dog Toys


Kirby loves to play!  He has a large assortment of toys - squeaky ones, stuffed ones, flat ones, soft ones, plastice ones, tug toys, barking toys, even a hand puppet toy.  He has now discovered the interactive toys which he has to figure out.  We have as much fun watching him as he has playing with them!

I will add new toys here if and when they are Kirby Approved!

Kyjen Treat Wheel

Busy Buddy Twist N Treat

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Dorkie Moment #2


Kirby can always make me laugh.  It's been said a picture speaks a thousand words, and I clearly have the funniest picture in my mind, but alas, I just didn't have a camera in my hand to capture it.  It all happened so fast.  The best I can do is try to visualize this Kodak moment with words.

To set the stage you have to know how fastidious I am about toilet lids always being closed.  I suppose it goes back to my childhood but in my defense I did watch an experiment on MythBusters where they placed toothbrushes on the walls all around a bathroom.  A few days later their testing showed that flushing the toilet caused fecal matter to spray out into the room landing on every single toothbrush.  So even though we can't see it, it's there.  That's enough reason for me to close the lid before flushing!  Just something to think about. 

Anyway, back to my story.  Whenever I'm in the bathroom Kirby likes to either settle on the bath mat or up on the toilet.  The other night I was cleaning the bathroom counter when I heard a big splash.  Turning around to look, I saw Kirby with his front feet on the toilet seat and his entire back end in the toilet bowl.  As if frozen, he just looked at me.  I swear he truly had a shocked look on his face!  In the next second I just couldn't help but laugh out loud.  Kirby, embarrassed, or maybe insulted by my laughter at his expense, scampered out of the toilet before I even got to him.

Of course in the next second I prayed that whoever left the lid up had thought to flush the toilet!  Luckily, the only damage done was to Kirby's pride.  Although I have noticed that he checks to make sure the lid is down before he jumps.  So funny!

Just a dorky moment in a Dorkie’s life...

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Wordless Wednesday


Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Kirby Barks About Happy



My mama is always talkin about me and writin about me like I’m somethin special.  Well actually I am somethin special.  But this time I want to do the barkin myself just because I want to.  I have lots to bark about cos I know lots of stuff.

Like how mama thinks I have to have a bath every week.  I really don’t mind cept when she washes my face, cos she says a clean puppy is a happy dog.  I must be happy cos I’m clean!  Besides I always get a treat afterwards and I get to roll around on her bed and the couch getting them all wet.  She says stop it but I can tell she’s laughing so a bath must make her happy .

Like the clothes I gotta wear when it gets cold outside.  Don’t tell my furiends but I really like em cos I don’t like them shivers I get specially when I go outside.  I have the bestest red coat with a hood!  But the boots!  She puts them on and I try so hard to take them off when she's not looking.  She laughs sayin I look adorkable, huh?, but I know my fureinds think I look like a dork trying to walk in those things.  It would sure be ok with me if those boots didn’t make her happy.

Like all those tricks she keeps teachin me.  All dogs is smart, just some want their pawrents to think they aren’t so they don’t have ta do them.  Me, I like doing them cos it makes my mama happy.  I get good treats too.  I just don’t give it a whole lot of time.  Fifteen minutes is long enough!  We been doing this rally training thing she just loves.  We gotta walk up to a sign where she tells me to do something.  Okay its easy so I’ll do it for her but jeez its kinda stupid cos we aren’t goin anywhere but round the same room.  But like I said - it makes her happy.

Like how we have the same routine most every day.  Its fun when it changes but mostly its the same.  We wake up in the morning, sometimes I have to wait for her to wake up, and we cuddle and she talks to me before taking me outside to do my busness.  Then at bedtime we always play on the bed for a little while before she turns off the light.  She can’t ever decide which toy she wants to play with cos she keeps telling me to go get another one.  I get tired sometimes jumping off the bed and then running up those steps.  But its lots of fun and it makes her happy.

Like how she takes me riding in the car all the time.  Long trips and short trips.  I have my very own car seat too.  I jump right in the car and right into my seat.  She thinks I'm such a good boy but this makes me very happy so I let her think it makes her happy.

Like all my toys and those treats she bakes specially for me.  I have to learn to share now cos she keeps bringing home these other dogs who stay with us for a while.  The  cats don’t really play good so this part is kinda fun.  I get a dog to play with and I get just as many treats as them but they keep gettin my favorite toys like my sheepy and my bungie dog!  I keep telling them their mine but mama just laughs and tells me to share.   I'm not sure why that makes her happy!  

Like when mama is having a bad day.  Mostly she’s happy but sometimes I can tell she’s a little sad.  I don’t know why cos she’s got me to make her happy.  I just cuddle close and kiss her some till she smiles again.  I already know that when mama is happy everyone is happy.  

I’m just a little dog who loves his mama the bestest.  She feeds me good stuff and plays with me and really does try her very best to make sure I’m happy.  I am a happy dog!  I got a good life and I knows it.  I bet that makes her happy!

This was fun.  Maybe I'll bark bout somethin agin.

Monday, January 17, 2011

Kirby's Dorkie Furiends


Charlie & his Sheltie bookends
owned by Debbie Rich

Gunnar owned by Mike & Jill Carlucci

Charlie owned by Debbie Rich

Scrappy owned by Christine Herrera

Kirby - 11 months to 15 months


Kirby at 11 months, 10.2 lbs.






















Kirby at 15 months, 15.1 lbs.



Kirby - 3 months to 6 months


Kirby at 3 months, 6.6 lbs.




































Kirby at 6 months, 9.4 lbs.




Kirby - 3 weeks to 9 weeks


Kirby at 3 weeks old, 10 ounces
He weighed 3 ounces at birth

I know the first pictures are date stamped 2008.  We didn't realize that the camera had the wrong year until we printed the pictures! He was born January 9, 2009.

Kirby at 6 weeks old, 3 lbs.


Kirby at 6 weeks old, 3.6 lbs.

The Rainbow Bridge



Most dog lovers know the story of the Rainbow Bridge.  Here is the story for those who may wonder why people sometimes refer to the Rainbow Bridge when a dog dies.
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.  When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals that had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
How beautiful is that!  The Rainbow Bridge, written some time between 1980 and 1992, is about a mythological place where a pet goes upon its death to wait to be reunited with its owner.  It has gained wide popularity among animal lovers who have lost a pet.

Having been circulated and attributed sufficiently around the world, the original authorship of the poem is now uncertain. The website About.com suggests that there are three known contenders at present:

    * Paul C. Dahm, a grief counselor in Oregon, USA,  said to have written the poem in 1981 and published it in a 1998 book of the same name.

    * William N. Britton, author of Legend of Rainbow Bridge (1994)

    * Dr. Wallace Sife, head of the Association for Pet Loss and Bereavement, whose poem All Pets Go to Heaven, The Loss of a Pet appears on the association's website as well as in his book

However, the concept of a paradise where pets wait for their human owners appeared much earlier, in the little-known sequel to "Beautiful Joe", the Margaret Marshall Saunders' book, "Beautiful Joe's Paradise." In this green land, the animals do not simply await their owners, but also help each other learn and grow and recover from mistreatment they may have endured in life. But the animals come to this land, and continue to true heaven, not by a bridge but by balloon.

Where ever it came from, I find it to be a wonderful, heartwarming idea.  Why not?  I believe in miracles.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Sunday Smiles



Saturday, January 15, 2011

Dorkie Moments #1



I may be a little bit biased but as far as I am concerned Kirby is the best little dog bar none!  I could go on and on about his intelligence and many talents.  He does, however, have his dorky moments.

One has to be that he must have privacy in order to poop.  I find this hilariously funny.  I mean, he is a DOG and dogs poop anytime, anywhere.  Being the good pet parent I am, I always carry his poop bags whenever we go somewhere.  Heaven forbid someone should happen to step in my dog's poop!  It turns out I rarely need them.  In fact that little blue bone container (how cute is that?) may never need a refill.

It all started when he was a puppy being housetrained to go outside.  Every time I took him outside, I would say "go potty" or "go poop".  The moment he did as requested I would clap my hands and say "good potty" or "good poop".  

Then came the afternoon Kirby decided pooping was a private matter.  We were in the backyard when I saw him in the poop position.  I clapped my hands and said "good poop".  Immediately he stopped, went behind a small hydrangea bush, and proceeded to poop.  I could actually see him watching me through the leaves!
He can wait to go for 8 to 9 hours but one day this past summer we were at the lake and he simply had to go.  Lot's of grass everywhere but he only cried and pulled on his leash until he was taken a short distance to some nearby trees.  There I was holding the end of his leash while he went around to the other side of a large tree to do his business.

To this day he will not poop in the open public for all to see!  He also prefers that I never praise him when he must perform this task in his own yard. If it’s raining or really cold and windy I take him to the side yard so I can stay under the carport so there isn’t anything he can hide behind.  It tickles me that he seems to appreciate my not noticing what he is doing.  Whenever he gets in his poop position I pretend to be busy with something even though from the corner of my eye I can see him watching me the entire time. 

Years ago I had a cat that I tried to train to use the toilet.  It never worked  but Kirby is pretty dang smart so I'm thinking maybe he could learn that trick?  But then he would have to learn to flush the toilet and put the lid down.  Mmm, something to think about.

Yup, I can hear me now, "So what if your dog can catch a flying frisbee four feet in the air, my dog can poop in the toilet!"

Just a dorky moment in a Dorkie’s life...

Friday, January 14, 2011

Kirby's 2nd Barkday


January 9, 2011 marked Kirby's second birthday.  Time has really gone by quickly.  Kirby and I have grown and learned so much together over the past two years.  Not to mention, a 2 year old dog is a teenager in human years.

I was making plans for his birthday and had considered having a puppy party.  I changed my mind after watching a puppy party on It's Me Or The Dog.  Lots of dogs pooping and peeing just didn't seem like a whole lot of fun.  So I decided we would have a sweet little family party.  I would bake a little puppy cake and we would have presents.  Afterwards we would take him to the dog park which would be a treat because we hadn't been in a while.

Well as the saying goes...plans are made to be broken!  A winter storm decided to roll into town.  We ended up staying at Doug's apartment in case the electricity went out since he has a generator. 


I'm modeling my new barkday sweater...see the paw prints!


Instead of the puppy cake, Kirby happily ate hamburger, sausage, and bacon throughout the weekend.  Instead of the dog park, Kirby joyfully frolicked in a winter wonderland.  I do believe that if Kirby could talk he would say he had the best barkday ever!


My presents - a lamb ear, a pizzle, and a bully stick

Sniff, sniff....I've never had these before!

We play a game where I place three or four chews and treats in a row on the floor.  He sniffs each one until he chooses the one he wants which he then grabs and runs with.  The remaining ones go back in the bag for another time.  Here's a video of him doing just that with his new birthday chews.  Enjoy.  


 

I thank God every day for sending me this little angel wrapped in fur.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Wordless Wednesday


Tuesday, January 11, 2011

A Doggie Winter Wonderland


The great winter storm hit Mississippi on Sunday, January 9, 2011.  Brrr, it was very cold.  The snow started falling Sunday afternoon.
By Monday morning we had two inches of snow.  A winter wonderland that stopped the world!  Ok, so maybe not the world.  Most of the businesses remained closed for the day due to the icy roads.  We had a snow day!  Master Kirby's reaction?  He loved it!  He chose to spend more time outside than inside.  We were the grinches who would make him come in to dry off and warm up.  His legs and belly would get wet quickly and his feet felt like ice but that didn't seem to slow him down one bit.  Mama was the one who worried about hypothermia.

Doug seemed to think Kirby could pick up scents better in the snow.  We were at Doug's apartment in the country where there are numerous animals around.  Deer, rabbits, raccoons, probably coyotes.  We watched Kirby urgently follow a few deer prints in the snow as if he had truly picked up their scent.  Throughout the day we would watch him scampering here and there with his nose to the ground.  He was very intense on these various sniffing ventures.  We'll never know if he was really picking up scents of animals or was somewhat bewildered by all the unusual white stuff that covered everything.

As I write this the sun has set and the snow has slowly begun to melt.  I expect most of it to be gone by tomorrow afternoon.  Kirby is asleep next to me, all warm and cozy.  It was a good day.  The snow was beautiful.  However, I am a summer girl so you won't hear me complaining as the days slowly get warmer down here in Mississippi.

I have pictures of Kirby's experience with his very first winter snow when he was only a few months old.  He much preferred to stay indoors.  Two years later I have more snow pictures.  I can say he immensely enjoyed it this time.

Monday, January 10, 2011

And Kirby's First FaceBook Contest Winner Is....


Kirby's First FaceBook Contest began January 1st and ended last night at midnight so we could pick the winner on January 9th - Kirby's birthday!

We had a total of eleven contestants.  That may not seem like a lot but I think it's pretty good for our very first contest.  I was surprised how excited I got every time someone entered!  It was fun!  The main objective for this was to thank Kirby's fans and maybe get a few more which we did.  His fan base went from 163 to 171.  That's eight new friends!  We want our fan base to grow organically so we have people who truly love dogs in general and Kirby in particular.

It was fun seeing all the pictures of furry babies and learning a little about each one.  It was also interesting to see which blog posts people preferred.  Big dogs, little dogs, and even a few dorkies in the mix!

I wanted to keep this contest very simple so each time someone entered I wrote their name on a piece of paper, folded it up, and placed it in a glass jar.  I've seen other contests where Randomizer was used to pick a random winner but since this is all about Kirby I wanted him to pick the winner which turned out to be easier said than done.  Why did I think this would be easy?  Because every week I place three or four different chews on the floor from which he has to pick one.  He sniffs each one then grabs his choice and runs to the living room with his prize.

We tried a few times with no success.  All he had to do was pick up one of the folded papers.  Easy?  Not so much!  He just wasn't interested so then we actually rubbed meat on each piece of paper, placed them back in the jar, and tried again, and again.  Bribery and still no luck!  We finally deduced he was much too interested in the food Doug was cooking on the stove so we decided to let him eat and then try again.

A little later and Kirby had eaten while the pieces of papers marinated in the glass jar.  So we tried again.  I'm sure he thought we were insane.  Why would he want to eat paper when he had just eaten hamburg?  Doug video taped while I handled the jar dumping the pieces of paper on the floor.  Third time was a charm!  Finally, and I do mean finally, Kirby touched a piece of paper and we were able to declare our winner:
  

Notice the meat stain on the bottom left!!

I do love all dogs but I did think it was pretty cool that Kirby picked a dorkie!  We will be mailing the book, A Dog's Purpose, to Debbie this week!  It's a great story so enjoy!  If you haven't read this book, buy it today!  I couldn't put it down!


Again, thank you to all of Kirby's FaceBook fans and especially the contestants who took the time to enter Kirby's First FaceBook Contest!!  Congratulations Debbie (and Charlie too)!!!

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Sunday Smiles




God's amazing creatures enjoying God's amazing creation!

Cordelia


We welcomed our first foster dog this past weekend.  Becca, Coordinator for Homeward Bound, brought her to my office Friday evening as I was getting off work.  I was introduced to a sweet, frightened little girl.  Cordelia is a five month pitt mix weighing about thirty-five pounds who was found on the street several months earlier.  Becca told me a little about her as we moved her crate and dog food to the back seat of my car.  She is terrified of riding in cars so we quickly but gently placed her into the crate for the thirty minute ride to my home.  By the time I arrived home she had drooled so much from fear she was literally lying in a pool of slobber.  The first order of business was a bath which she handled very quietly.

Once she was clean it was time for her and Kirby to meet.  I had been talking to him since I got home but hadn’t yet let him out of his kennel.  Needless to say, he was not very happy with this new situation and made his feelings quite known.  First, I took them outside so they could take care of business.  Other than a look now and then Kirby ignored her.

Next I prepared their dinners.  Kirby had his Honest Kitchen meal which has a really fresh delicious aroma.  Cordelia had kibble which I placed in a bowl.  She decided she only wanted Kirby’s food which I solved by mixing some of his food with her kibble.  Dogs do know good food when given a choice!

The only sign of aggression I saw was when she growled at Kirby as he walked close to her food bowl.  The rest of the weekend I fed them at opposite ends of the kitchen while I stood watch in the center.  Whenever I gave them treats however both would sit somewhat close to the other and wait for their individual treat.  She never growled or tried to take Kirby’s treat.

Maybe it was being in a new place but Cordelia pottied in the hallway that first night.  Cleaning it up I said “Bad dog” in a stern voice.  Cordelia just backed up and watched me.  Kirby, on the other hand, began barking, loudly, at me.  When he was being housetrained I would say that to him and watch him walk away with his head held down.  I think he wanted me to know he didn’t do this - it was her!

Later that evening everyone settled down in the living room, Kirby on the recliner with me and Cordelia on the couch.  Each dog watching the other.  But then something happened.  Cordelia got up and begin investigating the house.  I followed just watching.  She quickly discovered Kirby’s toy box much to his chagrin.  When she began playing with one of his toys Kirby jumped in to take it back.  Suddenly they were playing together.  From that point on they were friends.  Whenever Cordelia got too rough, Kirby would warn her with a growl or nip.  Several times Cordelia would chase Kirby around the house which is a game he already loves.  That’s pretty much how the weekend went.  Play, nap, eat.

When it was time to go to bed I placed Cordelia in Kirby's kennel.  She whimpered for about ten minutes then settled down for the night.  Both Saturday and Sunday mornings she had us up before 7am ready for the day.  Both days went quite well.  They played inside, they played outside, they took lots of naps.  I baked some dog treats Saturday and on Sunday I decided to make them Terrier Tuna for breakfast. She always asked for more so I think it’s safe to say Cordelia enjoyed her food.  Except for the one growl this little lady had excellent manners.  She knew the command ‘sit’ and would immediately do so whenever asked.

This weekend happened to be Halloween so we had several trick or treaters Saturday night.  In preparation I hooked each dog to a leash which I then attached to my heavy coffee table.  Cordelia kept her seat on the couch while Kirby went from the recliner to the door and back again.  Every time I answered the door Cordelia would simply look at the children.  Kirby, on the other hand, was very vocal with his dislike.  He absolutely did not care for these strange looking creatures who kept coming to our door.

I also have two cats who had different reactions to Miss Cordelia.  Kaitlyn, the younger one, simply went about her business pretty much ignoring this new strange dog in her home.  She had no problem being in the same room but refused to allow Cordelia to get close.  Chelsea, the older and wiser one, chose to stay outside as much as possible, only coming in for a quick meal.  Kirby happens to think one of his many jobs is to herd the 'girls' in at night.  Cordelia liked this idea and tried to help which only infuriated Chelsea.  A loud hiss and swat convinced Cordelia this wasn't such a fun game afterall. 

Becca came to the house Sunday evening to pick up Cordelia who didn’t appear to want to leave.  She jumped into her chosen seat on the couch and looked as if she were sulking.  She probably didn’t want to get back in a car but I’d like to think she wanted to stay with us.  I’ve thought about her every day since causing me to realize I am going to have to guard my heart since I can’t keep them all.  I think Master Kirby has missed her too.

I knew this experience would be good for me.  It turns out Cordelia was good therapy for Kirby.  He had been afraid of large dogs since he was bitten and now he is finding that not all big dogs bite.  It also turns out Kirby was good therapy for Cordelia.  When Becca picked her up Sunday night I showed her a video I had taken of the two of them playing with a tennis ball.  Becca got choked up and told me they had not been able to get Cordelia to play at all.


I have always known dogs have an uncanny ability to help people whether it be rescue, overcoming fears, or something as simple as companionship.  Now I know dogs have the ability to help dogs.


Originally posted November 4, 2010
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