Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Mr Bear

Mr Bear is missing something...




Oh No, Mr Bear!  What happened to your ears?



 Who did this to you?




I thought you and Ranger had finally developed a good working relationship?




Was I wrong?




We all know Ranger has had issues with Bears in the past.


 

But after an extensive desensitization and awareness training program Ranger has finally come to accept bears in his house.  


Mr Bear may not have been his best buddy, but they formed a good working relationship.




The hostility transitioned into harmony...or so I thought




Ranger said the Bears were saying bad things to him.  Whispering naughty words in his ear..but he didn't hurt him.  



 He swears he didn't chew off Mr. Bear's ears.  "IT WAS BONNIE" He cried during questioning.




 "Why would Bonnie hurt Mr. Bear" I asked him




Ranger told me Bonnie hates the bears




"Bonnie hates the bears?' I whispered




I thought she hated the sweater and hat.




What do you think?  Do you think Miss Bonnie chewed off Mr Bears ears?

Only Mr Bear knows and he ain't tellin' ...



See Mr Bear modeling with Ranger and Bonnie on Flickr - click here

Teddy Bear Slide Show

Enjoy!

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Brynn's First Birthday - A Year in Pictures

(After being sidelined this week with the nastiest case of pneumonia I have ever had I can sit up long enough to write a blog post.  Yeah!  I apologize for the last post about Ranger..I was under the influence of codiene. ) Nuff said...

Happy  Belated 1st Birthday Brynn!  

Brynn was born Feb 2, 2009 on a working ranch in Klamath Falls Oregon. 


On April 8, 2009 we adopted Brynn from PNW Border Collie Rescue.  The story is...their mom needed to get back to work, the 'rancher' surrendered the 5 week old puppies to Border Collie Rescue.  The puppies made their journey from Klamath Falls, OR to Moses Lake, WA where they were fostered by Pat.  Pat does an amazing job with all her litters of puppies.  (THANK YOU PAT!) 



Sadly the day after Brynn arrived in our home, she became very sick.  She was diagnosed with Parvo and admitted into the vet for treatment. 

Strangly enough, only Brynn and her littermate Jazzmine came down with Parvo.  The rest of the litter was spared.  To this day we are not sure where they were exposed or how...Could it have been the vaccinations?  The lepto vaccine that was given way toooooo young?  Were they exposed at the vet?  From people visiting them?  We will never know.  Thankfully both pups survived.



After she was discharged from the vet she started eating...

 

And eating

Brynn latched onto Bonnie from the start






From the beginning Brynn  was a confident little monkey. 


Bonnie watched over Brynn




Brynn learned how to stalk


Sneaking up on her buddy Bug


Attack!


Watching the world






Experimenting with sand

 



Learning about other dogs and how to stay out of their way. 



Discovering the ball



Discovering cattle

 

 

Discovering Sheep

4 Months


5 Months



Seven Months



Nine Months

11 Months


Not sure which way her ears would go





 

 

Studying the sprinker... you can almost see her little brain working.  "How does this thing work?"


Weeeeeee!


 Learning how to relax


In the strangest places ever...



Climbing on the furniture


Sitting on the piano


 Tasting salt water


Loving the beach



Ahhhh Beach Happiness


Finding new and interesting ways to get food

 


Loving the river and stalking anything that moved





Growing up with Bug (remember the puppy Brynn pounced on at the beginning of this post?)


Smart girl...staying out of family squabbles.


Enjoying visiting Nationals in Klamath Falls and hanging with friends dogs at our hotel (can you find Brynn in this picture?)


Growing up

 

Still not quite sure what her ears are doing yet.  Often inside out...

 



Jumping  higher and higher




What is up with those ears?


Part of growing up and maturing is showing the ability to accept the occasional distasteful experience without complaint.  She handles it all with ease...


Remember the chocolate incident?  She recovered...thankfully. 


Again with the ears...


Awww I love this face


Gosh she has grown  - she is bigger than Beth now


She can out run them all


She has put up with so much...(ahem...Bonnie can be difficult). 


Such a beautiful girl

From this...


To this...


We will be visiting Brynn soon.  Dianne said she is doing nicely in training and has been giving me updates every couple of days.  Brynn is fitting in nicely, getting along with all the other dogs and has a few buddy's.  Brynn has a excellent stop, stand and lie down.  She has been doing quite a bit of driving.  Dianne has been working on getting her deeper behind the sheep & pace.  Dianne said she will be a wide outrunner and is happy with her progress.  I am tickled pink! 


More than anything I cant wait to kiss this face again.


Happy Birthday Monkey!

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Ball, I am Your Father

Ranger's 4th photo for the 52 weeks for dogs project.  Featuring Ranger's intense stare.

Can you hear the voices?

In Ranger's best Darth Vader voice "Ball, I am Your Father"



If you look closely you can see the skid marks on his nose.  

That is what happens when you try to hump a wether (castrated male sheep)...again.

"Who me?" 

 

"I just said "WassTup? and he got mad" 

 


Today is Brynn's 1st birthday.  Happy Birthday Brynn!  Mom would do a post about it but she is on the couch trying to get over a spot of pneumonia.  She went to the doctor today and he threatened to put her in the hospital if she didn't get some rest.  

She is sooooo boring on the couch. 




Friday, January 29, 2010

Attitude Means Everything - Clinic Wrap Up

Last May I went to Patrick Shannahan's clinic for young dogs and I had a difficult time.  Truthfully I had a terrible time.  My head was in a negative space.  When I say negative - I actually mean that my brain had been sucked into a negative vortex larger than the vacant space between Nancy Pelosi's ears.

I am not sure what I had going on emotionally and/or mentally - beyond the obvious mental problems already present.  Maybe stress from home, kids, lack of sleep?   Only my therapist really knows and thankfully she isn't telling. 

When I told my friends I signed up for the same clinic again - their jaws dropped.    They remembered my endless, obsessive complaining  following the 1st clinic and wondered why I would go again. 

But I liked Patrick and the way he worked with dogs and people.  Let's be honest here, obviously the problem here wasn't clinic  - it was me. 

What it boiled down to was my attitude.  I was talking to John last night about what approach I was going to take in writing about this clinic.  When I told him what I was thinking he said something that startled me - since I normally don't expect such insightful things to come out of his mouth.  He said "It is easy to have a good attitude when your dog does well, but when it sucks...it is a whole different matter".  He was right - and for a moment I remembered why I loved him.  Then he started snoring while I was still talking... 

Last May Bonnie had a very difficult time - which I allowed to pollute my attitude.  She liked the sheep well enough but at the first sign of pressure from Patrick she bolted.  Sheep just were not important enough for her to handle the pressure. 

This year at the clinic Patrick said several times  "Is this the same dog as last year?".   I was very proud of her. 

The changes in Bonnie are not just on sheep.  Looking back over the year I can see changes in many different areas.  For example, she plays with toys, fetches balls, plays tug etc.    I wonder if that has anything to do with her improvement on sheep?  Perhaps her self confidence is growing?   What ever it is, I like it.

The clinic was wonderful.  Patrick  has a way of explaining things that make sense for people at all levels.   What I appreciate is his approach to working with many different personalities.



A training style may work for one person, but not for the next.  The challenge is to adapt a particular instructor's training style to fit your individual needs or strength.  It isn't about a precise technique, rather how to communicate what you need and want from the dog in a way that is clear and consistent.

The basics are everything.  

If you cant walk at a comfortable pace without the dog shoving the sheep right over you - then you are not ready to move on to anything else.



Anyone want to tell me why it has taken 2.5 years for this to get through my brain?  The push I have felt get my dog into a bigger field doing bigger and better outruns has been self imposed.  Big beautiful outruns are wonderful.  But if your dog never learned how to lift the sheep, move them at a reasonable pace, feel their bubble, respect your space - then what is the freaking point?

For example:   Beth's outruns are gorgeous.  But when she gets to the top she crashes into the sheep and then shoves them down the field like her ass is on fire.   If I had spent more time working with Beth on the simple techniques I learned at the clinic,  these things could be corrected.   (When her leg heals - we will start at the beginning again - before we move out to a larger field). 

I have been compensating for Bonnie. I haven't been walking...I have been running.  God only knows, this may be good for my cardiovascular health, but it sucks for my over burdened joints. 


I was just trying to stay ahead of the sheep while Bonnie pushed harder and harder.  Wearing, weaving and anxiously letting her eye pull her right up their butts.  It isn't a matter of her not respecting me or not listening.  It is very difficult for her to listen to something I am not communicating clearly or consistently.  



Bonnie is hooked on the sheep, she has eye, she has push, she wants to please me.  Because I have not been able to convey what I wanted,  Bonnie compensated for me by packing the sheep up against me as tightly as possible.   Then I would start yelling  "LIE DOWN". Waving my stick first at her nose, then at her head....even sometimes throwing it at her.  She responded by running faster and faster, circling me more and more. 


What I learned this weekend through many repetitions:  When Bonnie starts to push the sheep too hard, or is too close.  Walk through the sheep, with a strong "AH", waving my stick back and forth, say "out".



THIS IS THE KEY - The minute I see Bonnie's head turn, like she wants to leave and backs off...I give her the sheep, sending her around.  If she comes in too fast, close or hard...walk through the sheep again, wave my stick - push her out.  Again and again and again until she gets it through her head that she needs to stay back.

Monday morning following the clinic I had a session with Dianne Deal.  Building on the foundation I practiced  with Patrick  - we had a break through *insert happy dance here*.

If you saw the video with Brynn (below) - you can see that she feels her sheep.  She stays off of them.  She does not wear (weave back and forth).  You stop, she stops (most of the time).  She is respectful of your ground and the sheep (to a degree).   You so much as bob that stick and she turns out, giving the sheep more room.


I can back up, slowly.  Bonnie has stopped the wearing, weaving and darting around.  She walks in a straight line - at my pace.  She is finally starting to feel the sheep bubble.  WOW!



I say  "out" and bob my stick...she bends.  WOW!



The single most important thing I learned this weekend:  Keep all emotion and inflection out of the given command.  

I can correct Bonnie, I can go at her...wave my stick, growl, bark "AH HA", say her name in a gruff  or questioning manner, but the minute I say that command...lower my voice and say it quietly, confidently and gently  "lie down".    

Make the command sanctuary, the correction should be uncomfortable - in the command is relief. 

How many times have I been told that same thing?  



Sometimes the most obvious things in life are the hardest to learn. 

 Here is a link to an excellent article Patrick wrote about corrections 


Correction:  Such a Negative Word for Such a Positive Result

To sum it up, the clinic was wonderful.  It moved at a fast pace & full of relevant information.  Patrick tries to apply the issues each dog is having to the group as a whole, keeping you involved even when you are not working your dog.  He is a gifted instructor and handler. 
 

It was wonderful to see old friends and new faces.




I highly recommend making a trip to Idaho for lessons with either Patrick or Dianne Deal.  It is well worth the trip and time investment.  The Boise area is sheep herding Mecca. 

Patrick Shannahan's website:  Red Top Kennels

Dianne Deal's website:  Orchard Run Border Collies


If you would like to see the horrible pictures I shot of everyone click the link below: 

 January 2010 Patrick Shannhan Clinic

Wednesday night in photography class I learned about this thing called "equivalent exposure" and how I could have set my camera to pick up the action yet allow enough light in that these pictures would have turned out nicer.  *sigh*  Lesson learned.   

As all things in life...there is always a next time.  



Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Quick Idaho Note - Brynn

Last night we shuffled into the house after mucho car time.  My butt felt like a waffle iron.  My husband says it looked like a waffle iron too.  He should die a long and painful death, don't you think?

Moving on...

Bonnie was exhausted.  I was exhausted and wore all my mascara off my face before we reached Hermiston.  Did you know that water proof mascara isn't resistant to tears?

I wasn't really crying... nah...I was sobbing like a two year old.  I held it together until I talked to Vicki on the phone.   I had proudly stated to Vicki "I am not crying".  Then got off the phone and the dam let loose.  It was pathetic.  I would mention that I ate an entire bag of Cheetos too - but that would be gross.  Imagine that, a woman driving through the Blue Mountains, car loaded up with puppies (transporting for BC rescue), one tired Bonnie, sobbing... all the while shoving Cheetos Puffs in her face.  Just past La Grande, Oregon I realized I was out of anything to drink.  I am ashamed to admit this...I was forced to drink from the dog water jug *shuudder*.  Today I couldn't get my wedding ring on, my eyes are swollen darn near shut and I am worried I may have given my self some weird dog-water borne disease.

Why was I such a disgusting mess?

I left Brynn with Dianne Deal for training.  Patrick and Dianne decided that Brynn is ready for the pressure of training.

I have one question...am I?  

Ugh...even typing this makes me want to throw myself down on the floor, kicking and screaming.  Not really, but almost.  *insert pathetic self pitying sigh here*

I miss her. I miss her little way of walking with me to every room, looking up at me with this goofy look on her face that says "I am with you...right here...what next?".  Every border collie owner out there knows the 'look' I am talkin' bout.

So before I tell you all about the BEST CLINIC EVER  I will share this video I shot of Patrick working with Brynn a bit.



Sorry about the crappy videography - When Brynn ran at me to check in - the camera went up to the ceiling and I am too tired to edit it out.

Doesn't she look awesome? 

Already this morning Dianne sent me a quick update - Brynn is settling in and adjusting.  Oh gawd....I am crying again.