• One thing that has slowed my energy level way down for any kind of thoughtful posting is Kani’s diagnosis of kidney failure.  This occurred a few weeks ago when I took her in for yet another blood panel.  Things just weren’t right, and she wasn’t keeping on weight, despite my upping her food level far beyond her daughter’s.  The diagnosis I feared a year ago has now come true.  Here are the two facebook postings from that first week, just so I have them documented here:

    Oct. 7, 2012: Bad news. Kani has kidney failure. I’ve had a feeling we’ve been heading in this direction for a long time. Lots of muscle loss, lethargy, and now the high blood counts. She still eats happily (good sign!), and so I’m switching over to a “kidney disease” diet this week. Vet wants to do IV fluids for a week to see if we can get the blood numbers turned around. I just want her to feel good as long as possible. Love you, sweet girl.

     Oct. 9, 2012: Kani home from her day of IV fluids. Doin’ pretty good, even a tail wag. She’ll get 5 days of fluids, with some checks on her kidney values. By the end of the week, the vet will show me how to administer fluids myself. She was already perking up on the renal disease diet I started her on over the weekend. Here’s to lots more tail wags in her future!!

    As of today, Oct. 27, Kani continues on a bit of a roller coaster ride. She perked up with the initial fluid treatments.  Then she started a downhill slide this week, beginning to turn down food and getting more lethargic.  On Friday her fluids and B-12 shot came around, and she became bright and happy again.  I suspect we’ll be on this cycle for a while, but I’m not sure how long.  If it’s only the fluids that are keeping her functioning, that’s not a good sign.

    She sticks close with me now.  At night she sleeps right by my side.  Sometimes I wake up and can’t get back to sleep, and I just stroke her belly and tell her I love her.  I try not to cry.

    Last year’s Christmas photo by Creative Indulgence
  • It’s been far to easy to quickly document dog happenings in the past few months in short bursts on Facebook.  That’s a bad habit if I really want this blog to be a journal of my life with dogs.  Time to stop that!

    August was a wonderful month.  Reardon earned two legs on his Open obedience title with good scores and placements. Then he and Journey were wonderful in their freestyle debut in the August competition in Kent, WA.  Here are just a few pictures:

    Journey performing to Shania Twain’s “Feel Like a Woman”

     

    Journey’s most dramatic moment in her routine.

     

     

    Reardon’s performance to “The Lord of the Rings” segment of “The White Tower.”

     

    This is Reardon doing one of his circles around me during the Heelwork to Music routine. Dramatic jumps in the air like Journey’s aren’t allowed in the Heelwork class.

     

    I have big freestyle plans for next year, with the freestyle National happening in Portland, Oregon in October.  Reardon and Journey will have all new routines and music by then as they move up into the Novice class.  I love this sport!  It’s full of creativity and choosing what best shows off each dog’s strengths.

     

  • I’ve been watching the 2012 Olympics much more obsessively than in several years past.  I loved them as a child, and for some reason my interest has been re-ignited this year.  With my recent focus on the mental aspect of dog performance sports, much of my attention in these Games has been on the sports requiring precise, complex movements, like gymnastics and diving, and the mental performance of these gifted athletes. While I can’t get inside their heads, it’s often clear how mentally prepared (or unprepared) they are for the immense pressures they face in the international spotlight.

    Gymnastics drew me the most, and struck me as having many similarities to showing dogs in obedience trials and freestyle.  The movements in both sports need to be precise and controlled, and split-second mistakes can cause havoc.  To be a really great handler, focus needs to be 100% on the dog and the skill to be performed; to be a great gymnast, focus has to be 100% on the apparatus and the skill to be performed.   Recovery after a mistake is crucial; if the handler or gymnast keeps “looking back” in her mind after the mistake, more mistakes start piling up.  Instead, the athlete’s mind has to move on immediately to the next skill in the routine and let go of the immediate past.

    To me, mental toughness separated the gymnasts on our American team.  Mind you, this is NOT a criticism of any of the great athletes on the U.S. gymnastics team; they are superb athletes, with many accomplishments behind them.  Just getting to the Olympics is a huge accomplishment.  But the ones who were mentally tough made it to the top of the heap and earned medals; the ones who struggled with their mental game wound up disappointed.

    In particular it struck me how heavily expectations weighed down many of the gymnasts.  Danell Levya and John Orozco had outstanding qualifying rounds in the Olympics trials.  I fully expected both of them to shine at the Games.  But both of them made significant mistakes on skills they typically handle easily.  Orozco in particular made a basic mistake on the pommel horse that dropped him out of any competition.  A basic mistake like that, on a skill Orozco normally breezes through, signals a mental mistake, not a physical one.  Then Orozco just couldn’t bounce back from that mistake.  It haunted him the rest of the week and he could never seem to bounce back to his earlier flawless, fluid level of confidence.  Even one of the announcers remarked several times how “tight” Orozco was, and how much that was affecting his performance.  I suspect this was an issue of mental toughness, not a physical one.

    McKayla Maroney is another example of expectations affecting her mental game.  She’s the top female vault gymnast in the world, yet in the competition for the Olympic individual vault medal, she blew her landing on a skill she’s done perfectly for months, if not years.  Again, I suspect the issue is mental toughness, not physical ability.   How much did all those expectations affect her ability to vault freely and unself-consciously?

    Again, this is not a criticism of these great performers and athletes, who obviously have a great deal of mental toughness to get as far as they did, and I can really only speculate.  But the pressure of the Olympics must be immense, both internally and from their families and coaches.  It’s interesting to me that the greatest gymnast of the Games, Gabby Douglas, had a coach well practiced at handling the pressures of Olympic medal competition.  Aly Raisman is another interesting story.  Before the Games began, she was not one of the stars of the team.  During the intense team competition where she executed a beautiful floor exercise, the announcer pointed out that “nobody’s been talking about Aly Raisman.”  In other words, she had not the intense external expectations of some of the other gymnasts.  And it was Aly who walked away with nearly as many medals as Gabby.

    What does this all have to do with dog competitions?  Well, some lessons are obvious:

    • Expectations destroy focus and confidence.  They can’t exist in the performance ring. (More of how I’m accomplishing this in a follow-up post.)
    • Recovery is crucial, both in the moment of that routine, and in the succeeding performances.  That one slip on the beam, or poor halt in the heeling, has to be forgotten and let go.
    • Focus has to be in the moment, on this dog, this halt, this spin, this retrieve.  The more I can work with my dog in the immediate present, the better team we can be.
  • The past few weekends have been promising dry runs for some big shows coming up in August: in the 3rd and 4th weekend of this month, Reardon will debut in AKC Open, Journey will debut in Utility at the IWS specialty, and both will show for the first time in a freestyle competition.  Yikes!  I wouldn’t typically choose to have so many big events coming up in one month, but that’s the way the calendar has fallen.

    To prepare and proof Reardon for Open, two weekends ago he competed in a UKC (United Kennel Club) obedience trial in Open for the first time, with 2 runs in 1 day.  He did a wonderful job, earning 1st place both times and a 197.5 and 197, respectively.  All the things we’ve been working on–halts on the heeling, better attention, holding the dumbbell and straight fronts–are starting to come together.  No problems with the stays.  My biggest concern was how stressy he was (in this show and the previous one), when I’ve been doing a fairly good job of controlling my nerves (more about that in another post).  He pants quite heavily and his eyes get that whale-eyed look that communicates high stress.  Recently we’ve lowered his thyroid dose to match his lowered prednizone dose.  I’m wondering if we lowered it too far, as the adrenal glands have everything to do with handling stress.  I’ve raised his thyroid medication back up .1 mg, which is entirely safe to do.  We’ll see if it makes a difference in the AKC shows coming up.

    Meanwhile, Journey and Gael participated in the Scottish Highland Games, and Journey surprised me in several ways.  We were asked to do a Utility demonstration in morning, which I was not prepared for and hadn’t brought her scent discrimination articles.  A person with shelties handed me her teeny-tiny articles and said, “Here, let her try these.”  I had no idea whether Journey would work with articles that weren’t hers.  She completely surprised me and did her articles perfectly!  And did her signals too!  In a very different, very busy environment(see photo on the right)!  This kind of “fast-tracking,” where I see Journey make sudden leaps in her understanding, is new in my experience with dogs.  I’m told border collies exhibit this style of learning frequently, but I’m hoping it’s a characteristic of Irish Water Spaniels as well. It certainly seems to be a characteristic of Journey’s.

    That same afternoon was Journey’s very first performance of her freestyle routine.  She faced two strong distractions: some chukar that the pointing folks had brought in for their pointing dog demonstration, and the arrival of her breeder, whom Journey loves.  Journey and I had an eyeball-to-eyeball chat before we went in the ring about how I needed her to watch me.  I swear this dog understands English, because Journey put in a wonderful performance.  This is the very first time we put the whole routine together again after breaking it down into smaller pieces, and Journey handled all the transitions and more complex movements well.  I was so pleased.

    Meanwhile, Gael got to follow cookies around to demo her baby freestyle routine.  We danced to Bill Whelan’s “Caracena” and while I felt like we were being repetitive and rather silly, the crowd loved it.  Next year we’ll have something more advanced to show everyone.

    Bring on the Big Shew!  I guess we’re ready!

  • Due to the miracles of modern science, we now have confirmation that Gael has hips and elbows!  More importantly, functional hips and elbows!  This is what the all-important x-rays conducted at 2 year of age confirm.  These tests catch hip and elbow dysplasia, and any other skeletal abnormalities in these joints.

    Gael just has her hips and elbows done at Companion Veterinary Clinic in Clearview, WA.  This clinic was offering a health clinic with great prices for many standard tests, including hips, elbows, patella, thyroid, heart and eyes.  Gael was able to complete her x-rays without sedation, which amazes me when she’s such a wildchild.  Here’s her hip x-ray, for those who get as obsessed with these x-rays as I do.

    These hips look good!  I don’t know everything to look for, but I see deep, tight sockets with no signs of arthritis or other “bony changes.”  They look great to me, with my layperson’s eye, and the vet agreed.  Here is one of her elbow x-rays, although I have less of an idea of what to look for here:

    Now we wait for OFA (Orthopedic Foundation for Animals) to have their say.   But no matter what, I’m assured I have a sound animal, capable of many years of activity, at least as far as her skeleton is concerned.  Dr. Ericson and his staff at Companion Veterinary Clinic do a super job!

  • Today I pushed the restart button on Journey’s freestyle routine.  First, I won’t be asking her to put any of the sequences together for at least another week, while we work on the individual pieces of the routine, trying to build her confidence and speed.  Those pieces are:

    • rightside heeling,
    • spins in different positions (in front and in heel position) with very limited or no hand signals,
    • right-handed spins (called “twists”) while heeling on the righthand side,
    • “gee” (which is a lateral movement in heel position),
    • serpentine heeling,
    • calling her to front from either side as a transition move,
    • and jumping over me to retrieve the hat.

    Then to build back her confidence and speed, I used a highly prized toy as a reward, a tug toy from Clean Run with bunny fur on the end.  One spin in front with little or no hand guidance meant a release and tug with the toy.  Another spin, release and tug with the toy.  Then two spins, release and tug.  With the moving spins incorporated into heeling, as soon as she completed the spin, I threw the toy out where the spin ended and told her “get it!”  This use of her prey drive really helped her enthusiasm, as opposed to yesterday when she was starting to shut down.

    While she’s working on the pieces, I need to get the full routine re-choreographed and start practicing it.  It’s no good having all of her sequences ready if I can’t properly cue her and transition her to the next sequence!  It will be just one more reason for my neighbors to think I’m nuts, dancing around in the yard to Shania Twain.:-)

    In the meantime, I’ve resolved that this is the summer Gael really understands Stay in an adult way.  Every night this week before dinner, she does stays with the big dogs.

    The first night, she had to be corrected several times after the 1-minute mark.  This time, with 3 minutes on both the sit and down stay, she only needed to be corrected once, and that was when I was trying to give Rozzie her cookie.   Gael is also making some excellent progress with her halts, thanks to some great guidance from my instructor, Sharon Colvin.

    Onward!

    Note to self: I’m only human, and unfortunately I can get frustrated and discouraged sometimes with the dog training, hence yesterday’s post.  I’m glad that I have the ability to pick myself back up, problem-solve, come up with solutions and try again, always on a more positive note.  I love that my dogs will always try again with me.

     

  • Out of all the dogs sports I’ve done, I find freestyle the hardest to train.  I tend to resort to obedience moves and more regimented body movements, which many freestyle judges don’t like.  Then when I start loosening up and throwing in dance moves, my dogs get confused due to all the mixed signals I’m sending them.  Beyond that, I’m not a good choreographer, and remembering a long string of dance moves is not something my mind and body have ever been trained for.  Usually my dogs are learning the freestyle moves late, well after learning left-sided heeling, so things like right-sided heeling are tough for them.  With Journey in particular, these new moves seem to demotivate her and she wants to default to the left.

    And now we have a competition coming up in 6 weeks, and our Saturday practice with the club was a disaster.  Yes, it was hot and tough for the dogs to work.   I need to figure out how to keep Journey cool in hot conditions, as it’s apparent she struggles in the heat.  Then I struggle too.  Reardon kept trying, but even he was slowed down by the humidity.  I videotaped both dogs, and cringed watching them. The technique I’m using for right-sided heeling looks terrible, and Journey works slower and slower as the routine progresses.

    Yesterday I started completely rehashing her routine.  It’s to Shania Twain’s “Feel Like a Woman,” which has a long refrain.  I’m having a tough time filling in the beats of that refrain, and the sequence of jump up-spin-down-sit is just not working.   So you certainly won’t see a picture or a video of it here.   Then I’m struggling with Journey spinning on just my voice command.  She seems to need a huge hand signal, which I’d like to eliminate.  We’ve been working on this for a while, and it doesn’t seem to be improving.

    At the end of our time in the ring, I finally resorting to some jumping over my leg.  I’m hoping by the competition, she’ll be able to jump over my body.

    Reardon’s routine is going a bit better, since it’s HTM or Heelwork-to-Music.  He loves his heeling, and we’ve got a beautiful piece of music from Lord of the Rings to work with.  It’s more of matter of whether I can remember our moves throughout the piece and signal them adequately.

    I’m certainly hoping we can pull things together in the next 6 weeks.  I love music, and love the idea of freestyle.  Great freestyle teams and beautiful routines can bring tears to my eyes.  This is the only local competition of the year, plus we’ll have some demos around the same time.  We’ll just have to do the best we can and learn from the experience.

     

  • The picture below, taken yesterday on my patio, seems to capture the essence of Rozzie, who is Reardon’s sister and Kani’s daughter: an endearing and classic spaniel expression, and a little buzz-saw tail that never stops wagging.

    But for the past few months, I’ve been puzzling over what to do with her.  While she’s very much a part of our pack, sleeping on my bed every night, and bearing novice titles in obedience and agility that attest to the training time I’ve spent with her, I often feel guilty that she receives less training time than the other young dogs in our home.  I kept her originally in  hopes that she would be my brood bitch, as she possesses a wonderfully outcrossed pedigree and the sweetness, energy and willingness to please of the true spaniel.  But the many health problems of her siblings  make me far too uncomfortable to breed her.  As my training with Journey and Reardon intensifies while they continue through the upper obedience classes, I find it unlikely that next year she’ll get any more training than she’s gotten this year.

    So what to do with her?  I’ve even considered placing her in the next year or so, which is something I’ve never done before.  It would certainly have to be the right home, probably with another dog since she’s never been truly alone, not to mention a very adoring family.  Typically I hash over thoughts like these for a few weeks, and then she does something wonderful and adorable that makes me think how much I would miss her.  In truth, she probably receives as much or more activity and companionship with me than what she would receive in a pet home.  She might also have a litter this year; despite my misgivings, her breeder has a “string” on her and still wants to breed her because of her value in his experimental crossings of show and field lines.  So she might have a try at motherhood soon.  After that she can be spayed, and no more heat cycles!

    Sometimes instead of obsessively swinging back and forth between these various thoughts of Rozzie’s future, we just go do something fun.  Friday we went to Bow Wow FunTowne, which is an indoor swimming pool in Lake City.  It might sound ridiculous to take a dog swimming inside in 78 degree weather, but the Bow Wow swimming pool has one important quality: a raised deck so that Rozzie can practice diving off for DockDogs.  She’s finally working up the courage to jump off the side rather than take the ramp, and we have a competition in 2 weeks.  “Competition” is being melodramatic, as Rozzie will not be giving any labradors a run for placements; I’ll just be thrilled if she takes a few jumps off the dock. In this next picture you can see that she’s finally jumping off the side.  Well, okay, witnesses might call this “falling” or “sliding” off the side:

    But once Rozzie’s in the water, she’s a guppy and loves to retrieve her bumper.    She’s actually a fast, powerful swimmer.

    Mission accomplished.  Rozzie figured out the ramp quite quickly.  That’s her springer friend Strider in the foreground.

    So what to do about Rozzie?  Take her swimming, I guess.  Every other Friday I’m up in the Maltby area for an obedience private lesson.  Maybe Rozzie and I will become frequent Bowwower  visitors…

  • We came, we saw and we failed the last tracking test of the spring in Sprague, Washington, with Reardon starting beautifully, and then hitting a critter mound.  He never quite recovered after that first glorious drowning in critter scent (mice? bunnies?).  His expression veered back and forth from “Bunnies! Whee!!” to a somewhat confused “oops, we’re supposed to be tracking..” and back again.  In retrospect it was rather comical, but at the time I don’t remember laughing.  I think I was too busy pleading. And he was very busy having fun.   I’m sure the tracking community will breathe a sign of relief that we will be entering no more tests until fall, so we can spend the next several months working on Reardon’s focus.

    In the meantime, I joined my friend Lisa Kaufman for some “easy” tracking this last Sunday, on grounds very familiar to Reardon.  Of course Reardon was close to perfect.   And just to lift my spirits, Lisa caught some magical photos of him.  Here he is on the track, bunny-less and all business:

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    Afterwards Lisa caught him in a lovely headstudy.  I need to get this one blown up and framed, I think.

    Thanks for these beautiful photos of my guy, Lisa!

  • Not many people would consider a rainy, somewhat cold spring day a “lovely” morning, but for my springer/setter pack, it was perfect.  Before an afternoon of grading, I took Reardon, Gael and Kani to some public grounds near North Bend.  This particular field isn’t huge, but it’s large enough for one regulation track and one baby track.

    Reardon’s start flags for his track

    Gael’s baby track consisted of two turns, 225 yards total and aged 20 minutes.  Reardon’s track was about 400 yards with 3 turns, aged over 1/2 hour.  Both dogs ran their tracks beautifully, handling their corners well and never getting lost or distracted.  I am getting used to Gael’s tracking style, which is more energetic, intense, and somewhat stop-and-go as she has to check out the various smells around the track.  This tendency to “hunt” the area might go away with more experience, and when she gets back on track, her indication is very strong.  I was quite happy with both of them.

    Then it was Kani’s turn.  Kani was not here to track.  It was her first day doing some preliminary work for Master Hunter.  A lot of this has more to do with getting her back into shape after a long illness.  We’ll have the summer to work more intensely and specifically on various exercises.

    You see, Kani has had a miraculous recovery.  There’s truly a bit of miracle healing involved, with a lot of detective work.   I hope I can now say she will never be ill again–until old age finally stops her–but for now I’m just grateful for today.

    As she initially began to recover a few months ago, my mind instantly went to getting her back into the obedience ring.  However, as we began to play with the exercises, I sensed some tentativeness with her, a slight leveling of enthusiasm.  After my first excitement about working her again for a UDX and possibly an OTCH, I began to wonder about how much baggage might surround the obedience ring for her–how much stress having to perform when she wasn’t feeling 100%, how many failures that had undermined our confidence.

    So for now, we’re turning to the master hunter work that we had started several years ago, but never completed.  She does have some notion of hupping on the whistle and the flying bumper.  She’s also a great little retriever.  We’ll take this summer to play with it, get her back into shape, and see what the future holds.  We’ll also develop a 2nd level freestyle exercise for  a competition in November (she has her “Beginner Freestyle Dog” title, which is the 1st level).

    Beyond that, who knows? She’s 9 years old, but as we walked out of the vet’s office for her recent recheck, the vet exclaimed, “She’s like a 4-year-old!”  Today we did some quartering and hupping to the whistle, a few doubles at about 50 yards (thanks to my lousy throwing arm) and a few memory retrieves.  She did beautifully and ended the session with her tail wagging madly.  That’s my girl!