The Wolf in the Living Room

While we have forgotten what it means to have a highly evolved, finely tuned predator living side by side with us, dogs have not. Every inch of a dog, from nose to tail tip, is designed to do one thing and do it very well: find, catch, kill, and consume prey.

Today, Clover killed a groundhog. I was not there when it happened. According to Nathan, though, it was a text book perfectly clean kill. She was nosing around in the lower yard, then suddenly turned and streaked across the yard. Nate got to her just in time to see her grab the groundhog, shake it violently, slam the lifeless body to the ground, and set about trying to consume it. He took it away from her before she got in a mouthful. The entire sequence was over in less time than it took you to read this paragraph.

Groundhogs, if you’ve never seen one in person, are not small animals.

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They are around two feet long, and weigh between 5 and 10 pounds normally, but in areas with abundant food and few natural predators, larger sizes are possible. Clover took it out like it was a stuffed animal.

It’s because dogs are so good at killing things that pictures like this terrify me:

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I don’t get a warm and fuzzy feeling when I look at that photo or any of the others like it that circulate around Facebook and email. Go Google “baby and dog” and then think about just how little time is needed for that to go from sweet to tragic.

“But,” you say, “that’s a big dangerous dog! My Floofenterrier mix couldn’t harm a fly!” In October of 2000, a Pomeranian made national headlines when it killed a six week old baby. A Pomeranian. A toy dog that weighs all of five pounds and looks like a teddy bear. 20130616-150032.jpg

The next time the baby and dog photo comes across your computer, be the bad guy and make sure the clueless parent knows that they are literally a hairs breadth away from the worst possible thing that could happen to anyone with children. It’s not cute, it’s dangerous. You could be saving a child’s life.

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Sunday Morning Musings (Purgatory Chasm!)

  • We’re taking the dogs today to a local geological feature called Purgatory Chasm.  How awesome a name is that?!?
  • Next weekend in Stow, MA is a lure coursing event that I plan to attend with Jackson for some more practice runs (hopefully on his part, not my part).  Keep your fingers crossed that he “turns on” to lure coursing!
  • Poor boy had his food cut back by four ounces last week so that we could drop a few pounds to get him to coursing weight.  He, of course, thinks he’s going to starve to death now.
  • Since my lawn mower broke, the grass in the backyard is now approximately waist high (slight exaggeration).  I’m sorta afraid of losing Clover in the “jungle.”
  • Then again, if the grass were more brown and less green, I could pretend I was watching Jackson out in the African plains!
  • Jackson gets what I affectionally refer to as “the hunger pukes” if he goes too long between meals.  He throws up a nice frothy mass of yellow bile (ewwww!) and then is fine afterward.  I’ve been lucky enough, often enough, to catch him before he actually throws up that I can hustle him out the backdoor so I don’t have to clean vomit off my kitchen floors.  The side effect of this, as I discovered this morning, is that Jackson now ASKS to go outside so he can throw up.
  • I need to start giving Jackson a snack before bed or first thing in the morning so he doesn’t throw up, whether or not he’s learned to be useful and ask to go outside.
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The right way and the wrong way to build a relationship with a reputable breeder

One of the big side benefits to being close, close friends with Amy is that I get a good, firsthand look at what it’s like for her as a Canaan Dog breeder.  So I’m a little shocked by the behavior of some of the people who correspond with her about her puppies, and this post is a direct result of a conversation we had over the weekend (by which I mean, she flat out told me, “Go forth and write about this on your blog!”).

This is not a puppy buyer etiquette post — Joanna at Ruffly Speaking has already written about that and done it far more justice than I could — but it does relate to points she makes (specifically 4, 7, and 8).

The amount of time and energy that a reputable dog breeder pours into her puppy buyers — even just the potential buyers — is incredible.  Hours upon hours of email and telephone calls, and even face-to-face meetings.  My first telephone call to Marsa about her Rhodesian Ridgebacks ran about two hours, and that was just the first call (and also a big part of why I felt like she was the right breeder for us, because she was willing to spend so much time with me talking about her dogs even though it was just an initial inquiry).  That initial phone call was followed by other phone calls, emails, face-to-face visits and so forth.

This brings me to the people I want to write about today. These people have emailed Amy, submitted a puppy application, passed a telephone screening, and have been assured of a place on her waiting list, and have told Amy that they’re really very excited to be buying a puppy from her.  Amy then has her waiting list filled with people she thinks would be a fantastic home for one of her puppies, and so when a new inquiry comes in, she sends them to another Canaan Dog breeder, because her list is full.  These same people then write multi-page long emails to Amy asking question after question after question, and because they are future owners of one of her puppies, Amy carves out time from her very limited free time to write an in-depth response back to them.  Or she spends an hour or two hours answering questions on the phone.  She looks up other breeders and exhibitors in their area and arranges email introductions, and puts people in contact with dog trainers.  Amy does all this because, like Marsa, she is a devoted reputable breeder.  When she considers placing one of her puppies with a buyer, she wants to be able to give that person the best possible education she can, to give the puppy placement the best possible chances of success.

So when I hear these confirmed wait-listers have turned around and gone and bought a puppy from another breeder, it leaves me a little taken aback.  Of course, it leaves me flat out flabbergasted when these same people then expect to continue receiving hour after hour of Amy’s time as if she were their own personal-but-unpaid puppy raising consultant, and I have to wonder how many other breeders these people have been stringing along as well.

That’s not how it works.  When you buy a dog from a reputable breeder, you’re not just buying a dog, you’re buying a lifetime support contract from your breeder.  Have a question about housebreaking?  Go ask your breeder.  Need to know about some breed specific traits and behaviors?  Ask your breeder.  Your breeder wants to be there for you and wants to help you be successful with your puppy.  Other breeders want the same thing, for their puppy buyers.  Your phone calls and emails are part of a relationship building process, for a relationship that will span the next decade at least and ideally longer.  You simply don’t get to lay claim to another breeder’s free time and ask them to take time away from their buyers, their friends, and their family to help you out, after you’ve sent them the message that you didn’t consider them (or their dogs) to be good enough for you to buy from!  If your breeder is on the opposite end of the country (or even overseas) and the time zone difference is making it inconvenient for you to get in touch with them, well … you should have considered that when you decided to buy from that breeder.  If your breeder is slow to answer your emails and return your phone calls, that’s a deficiency you should have identified during the relationship building phase.  You don’t get to buy from one, but demand a relationship with another.

“But Rachel,” you say, “you have this website where you give your advice out for free.  You answer emails and Facebook messages and Twitter comments for free.  How is what these people doing any different?”

The difference is in the level of the relationship.  When I’m answering questions on Twitter, I can take into account the relationship I have with the person asking the question and moderate my responses accordingly.  People I have a friendship with get more detailed answers.  People I have only a passing acquaintance with get shorter answer.  If I know and like a person, I dig deeper than I do for someone I barely know.  The people who are unfairly taking up Amy’s time are taking advantage of a relationship she built with them in the expectation that she would be placing a puppy in their home, an expectation that was built upon the false pretenses of the buyer.  If we’re friends and you ask me what I feed my dogs and I know you have a genuine interest, I’ll talk about raw feeding for DAYS.  If I don’t know you from Adam, you get a five word response:  ”I feed a raw diet.”  The amount of time invested is directly proportional to my relationship with you.

I belong to a fair number of dog-related forums (both message boards and email lists), and one complaint that comes up with fair regularity is how some people seem to have a difficult time getting a potential breeder to respond to their inquiry.  Let me tell you, this is the reason why:  they have been burned so many times by people taking up their time that the breeder no longer wants to correspond with anyone but the most serious of buyers — or they’ve hit the wall and they only sell their puppies to other people in the fancy.

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A “normal” amount of exercise

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Oh god, Rachel, you’re harping about exercise again?  Well … yeah.  It’s basically the only way I keep Jackson from driving us all insane.  I took him out this morning to start the Couch to 5K program I mentioned yesterday.

Y’all I am so out of shape it’s not even funny.  I did as much as I could of day one, but we ended up walking through a lot of the running.  That’s okay, though.  We still got out and did it, which was the point.  My natural pace is pretty slow, which is why I bike with Jackson when I can.

Then we came home and Jackson got zoomies in the yard, followed up by a good 10 minutes of his version of “tug” which involves me running around the yard getting him to chase a braided rope, then tugging with him when he catches it.  Repeat until we’re both tired and panting.

And that was all before 9:30 am.

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Someone’s been in my garden …

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The decorative border we added around my garden has been good at keeping the dogs out of the bed … until last night, when Jackson decided he wanted a sniff of the rosemary.  Naughty boy!

We took the dogs to the Sheepfold in Stoneham, MA yesterday.  The Sheepfold is an off-leash dog park in the Middlesex Fells, and the Fells have several miles of hiking trails that we were interested in.  I got a good laugh over being “that person” who takes her intact male dog to the dog park, but of course Jackson was a dream and absolutely a sweetie to all the dogs we met.  And we didn’t spend any time in the Sheepfold, except what was necessary to get to the trailhead.  I did let Jackson spend some time off-leash on the trails, but he proved to me yesterday that his off-leash recall around other dogs is basically non-existent, so he spent most of the time on a long line, and then on a head collar when he got over-stimulated and lost all his self control entirely.

Nate, Clover, and I ended the walk pleasantly tired.  Jackson … well, Jackson was wired.  A two-mile hike is barely a warm-up for him!  That explains why, despite the fact that I hate running, I’m planning on starting a Couch-to-5K program for Jackson and I.  I’m still planning on investigating scooter-joring with Jackson as well, and I still jog him while I’m on my bike (loooove my Walky-Dog) but jogging doesn’t require me to bring any extra equipment besides a leash.  The bike means I have to put the bike carrier on the car, load up the bike, load up the dog, unload the bike, ride the bike, load up the dog, load up the bike, unload the bike, and take the bike carrier off the car.  Fine once or twice a week, but a little annoying if it gets to be more often than that.

The things we do for the love of our dogs!

 

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May Shop Talk

It’s the beginning of the month, so time to share with you the new fabric patterns I’ve added.

Visit my Etsy shop to see all my available ready-to-wear products.  A complete gallery of all my fabric patterns can be found here, and if you don’t see a ready-to-wear collar in the fabric that you want, you can request a custom order (no additional charge).  All patterns are available as a side-buckle or martingale collar, and matching leashes are also available.

For this month, we have an amazing paisley — bright jewel tones on a chocolate brown ground fabric.  The paisley swooshes are highlighted with metallic gold tracery.  This one sparkles!  Also added, a beautiful poppy floral — these flowers are in a large scale, so the collar will have a funky, modern look to it.  And, for you purple lovers, a new purple arabesque pattern!

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Random Updates

This post is definitely more “our life” and less “plus dogs.”  If you’re just here for the two furry blog stars, you can probably skip this.

It seems to be the thing to do in Spring that one goes out and mucks around in the dirt and on the lawn.  We certainly did this weekend.  I’m not much of a gardener (see my “thrives on neglect” philosophy on gardening), but this year I’ve been doing some.  The phlox bed by the house has been completely torn out, turned over, and raked to within an inch of its life.  Amy came by yesterday with the new inhabitants for the bed:  coneflowers, yarrow, some oregano.  Thursday when we go to the farmer’s market, I’m going to buy a basil and a rosemary to add as well.  I’m told that the basil is considered an annual in New England (can’t overwinter with the snow we get), but the rosemary may actually decide to be a perennial.  They’re not supposed to be, but apparently some people get lucky.  Either way, it’s fresh herbs for the summer.

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Over on the other side, this lilac that I cut down to absolutely nothing last year (because it had gotten tall, leggy, and top-heavy) has not only come back like an absolute champ, but it’s got some flowers getting ready to bloom.  Apologies for the blossom buds not being in focus (oh hey, leaves!) but my camera really really wanted to focus on the window instead.

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(Side note, the amount of bokeh you can get out of an iPhone camera is absolutely ridiculous, in a good way.  I’m constantly amazed by how good phone cameras have become.)

The hosta bed with the random bulbs that come up every year has two tulips who decided to join the party.  This yellow one and the fancy red one just opened this morning.

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The hostas are all leafing out, except for one (not shown) that’s only just sending up spikes.  I’m still battling some kind of invasive ground cover in this bed; some of it is just regular ground ivy but we’ve got some other plant trying to move in this year.  I’m weeding it out pretty much daily.

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And along the garage, Nathan has cut the evergreen bush way way back, and we turned over the bed there yesterday.  I haven’t decided what to put in yet, but it may be more hostas, much to Amy’s dismay.  I like hostas, though, and they like — no, love — to be ignored.  We actually mow them down at the end of every summer, and they keep coming back bigger and better than ever.

Clover is a little put out about the bush, by the way.  She really enjoyed the fact that Jackson was too large to chase her behind the bush, and now her cover is gone.  I’d like to surprise her by adding some agility tunnels to run through, instead.

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I’ve got some fence repairs to make in the lower yard, plus I need to get going again on the skirting I started adding last summer.  There’s about 30 feet left to do, and then the bottom of the fence will be as close to dig proof as I can make it.  I’m planning on buying some cheap lumber from a home improvement store and making a compost bin this year in a corner of the lower yard.

And that brings us up to this morning.  At least you guys got some pretty photos to look at, right?

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