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    Gael, Robbie, Roz, Journey

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    Journey at 12 1/2
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    Rob and Roz, 8 and 12
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    So tough to get this pretty girl into the right light, but here is Gael at age 9.
  • Best early Christmas present ever! 12-year-old Rozzie’s vet checkup went fine, and her labs came back looking great. She does have a wear a diaper at night now, but that is her only flaw.  I’m hoping for a lot more time with this precious girl. We’re going to play more in barnhunt next year, and this weekend we’ll start imprinting on odor for some scentwork.  I love my Roz to the moon and back. 

    Roz at 12

  • It’s getting a bit late to post this, but I’ve tried to annually post fall photos of the dogs around the property with some pumpkins or other fall paraphernalia.   So here they are, with the warty pumpkins I grew this year.  Happy fall!

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    The best one.  Rozzie looking rather regal at 12. 
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    Gael and Robbie in the flower garden, now all stripped down for winter.  Gael is 9, Robbie 8.
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    Journey, almost 12 1/2, still hale and hearty.  
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    Reardon, no longer with us.  It’s a little eerie that his photo is the one blurry one, but I wanted to include him.   We will always remember him.  
  • Sometimes love wins.  I know this; I see it in my home everyday.  And so I don’t despair.

    But other times even the greatest love can’t heal the ills of this world.

    We both tried so hard, my good boy.

     

    “Reardon”  Melchris Royal Bard, UD, TD, RN, FD (freestyle dog)
    October 5, 2007 – November 11, 2019

     

  • A long time ago, one of my springers was chronically ill due to his liver’s portal shunt, which would at times send him into crisis.  He would become very weak, with vomiting and diarrhea, and his blood values would sky-rocket.  The vet would pump him full of antibiotics and prednizone, and he would slowly recover, only to have it happen again some months later.  Every time it happened, I would dread this would be the end, as he was very dear to me, and other than in these episodes, we had a wonderful life together.

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    This particular time was the worst, and in the few hours while I waited for the vet appointment, I began to cry with him wrapped in my arms.  I wondered if he would come out of this episode.  It was not a good time in my life in other ways; I was living in a cheap rental home, just out of a marriage, and was feeling lost.  And so I found myself praying to a god I wasn’t sure existed at that time, a higher power, a universal goodness, a whatever that I hoped would hear me. I prayed for just a little more time with my Yeats, please give me just a little more time.  But his symptoms were bad, and so I cried all the way to the vet’s office.

    But the next day, while I waited for the blood test results to tell us how to treat him, he woke up good as new, as if the episode never happened.  The vet called; she said his blood tests were fine. It’s as if the crash the day before had never happened.  I was completely mystified, but felt with great certainty that somehow, some way, my prayer had been answered.  I reasoned that perhaps the prayer was just humble enough, at a time when I was just destitute enough, to be granted. And I will say that mystical moment began a journey to believing in a personal God again.  Yeats went on to have several more wonderful years with me before he passed at age 9.

    Now to present.  Robbie has struggled with health problems the past few years that has undermined our training and showing frequently.  You name it, he’s gotten it, poor guy.  Bacterial infection, valve disease, eye keratitis, and in March at his neuter/dental, testicular cancer and 6 bad teeth!  Not to mention chronic ear infections and bad lipfold dermatitis (fixed during the neuter).   Because many of these things started up and progressed for a while before discovery, we would train and show when he wasn’t feeling well, and I wouldn’t know until he fell apart while trialing.  I certainly think he developed a negative emotional response to shows, and I now feel much of what he “learned” in the past few years was through a veil of poor health.

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    I like to think we’re past all the yucky stuff now, and conditions still left are in maintenance.  But in August we hit another roadblock of poor health while I was training him for 3 sports: freestyle, Open obedience and tracking.  By the end of the month, I pretty much had to pull him from everything, signaled by his sudden refusal of the broad jump.

    So we simply quit everything, and I spent some weeks depressed and disoriented, having lost the training relationship with my best buddy that I loved.  And he loved it too, when he felt good.    At some point, the “just a little more time” prayer occurred to me.  Could it work again?  Was it asking too much?  Was I fooling myself?  Didn’t God have better things to do?  And the more comic fears: if He granted it, would he expect me to become a missionary in the Amazon?

    All I can say is, after saying the prayer quietly to myself, and after several weeks rest, all of sudden when I took him into the training building for some play-training so he wouldn’t feel left out, his tail wagged like it hadn’t in months, his movements were quick and alert, and he was enjoying every second.  On a whim, I put out the broad jump.  He sailed over it.

    Hmmm.  So what had the intensive training in August caused?  Had I just been overtraining? (Possibly!)  Were the many treats making him nauseous? (Possibly, as his interest in treats would degrade during long sessions.)  Was his back hurting with several of the backing moves we were working on for freestyle? (Very likely, as I watched how he felt now after a break.)

    So two months later, our plan is set: no more overtraining, no more piling on the sports.  No more freestyle, maybe ever, especially while I get over the resentment that the sport most likely hurt him.  Very careful with the treats, adding in some fruit and veg.  Obedience only, careful to build back up the jumping, and barnhunt, which he really loves.

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    And with that plan, maybe we can get just a little more time together.

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    Robbie and I at a happy time last November

     

     

     

     

     

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    Happy 9th birthday to Gael, my exuberant and beautiful Gordon Setter.  I can’t believe she is 9, and she certainly doesn’t act like it.  Gordons are known for aging well, and Gael exemplifies that youthfulness.   With the recent changes I’ve made in her training, I do have hopes we can get her Open and Utility titles before she retires to running in her pasture.  But we’re at a sticking point that I’m searching for answers.  What’s the problem?  Well, it’s not her retrieve:

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    And it’s not her drop on recall:

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    It’s the standstay.  The plain old seemingly easy standstay.  With the new AKC rules, it comes up in the new Command Discrimination exercises, as well as at the very end of the Open exercises, where she waits in a standstay as I go outside the ring and get her leash.  Prior to this last standstay, Gael will have just completed an arousing exercise, the broad jump, and knows she is about to get her cookies.  Coming up with ways to calm her into a consistent standstay has been a bugaboo.  We do need this consistency for the utility signals, so it’s great that we’re addressing this issue now.  She is pretty consistent using a front foot platform and with a small PVC barrier, but take those away, and I still can get several steps.  One key I’ve learned from Deb Jones of the Fenzi Academy is to better mark her correct behavior and reward frequently at first before adding duration and distance.  It is a work in progress that will be getting tested in some fun matches coming up.

    But for now, happy birthday to my Gael.  I hope for many more with her.

  • Journey retired at the end of 2018, still 27 points from her OTCH.  While  her heart was always there, her body just couldn’t jump or sit precisely any more.  She ended with a wonderful 2 days of passing Utility at the Whidbey Island Kennel Club shows, earning her Obedience Master 2 and placing both days.   I am forever grateful to this girl for the spectacular journey we shared together.

    And so the obedience journey begins again, with Gael and Robbie currently training for Open.  We have some fun matches coming up and trials this summer.  Gael has progressed tremendously in her impulse control, thanks for wonderful online classes offered through Fenzi Dog Sports Academy.  Taking classes through this Academy has pushed my training in very new, fascinating directions, but more on that later.  Robbie has struggled through some health issues that I think we’re finally on top of, and he is full of happiness and great attitude.  I’m looking forward to obedience trialing with them both, along with more freestyle for Robbie (and dabbling with Gael) and barnhunt for both of them.

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  • Since the writing of the previous post of Journey earning her UDX in February of 2018, I resolved that we only show in Utility, as Journey turned 11 in June.  Utility is where many of the OTCH points are, and she only has to jump twice.  But our showing went into a rapid decline in the months that followed.  There were only a few OTCH points gained here and there, and after March, we kept failing, mostly the signals.  I’ve come very close to deciding to retire her.  I am so grateful for everything she’s given me, but we’ve just run out of time.  I have wanted this next year to be just be a “play” year for her as a 12-year-old.  She might show in rally, try barnhunt, and develop a little senior freestyle routine for the National, which will be in Bellingham in 2019.  What fun!  I began to let go of OTCH dreams, and felt full of gratitude for the great run we’ve had.

    However, it was only a few weeks ago in preparation for her last trial at the WSOTC Labor Day weekend of trials, that I realized she was struggling to see my signals.  It was just little hints here and there, especially as I returned to doing signals at great distances.  She was looking right at me, but responding in often puzzled ways, going halfway down, or a sudden movement as if she thought I “said something” but wasn’t sure.  I remembered that the vet had mentioned her eyes getting cloudier at our last checkup.

    What if she just couldn’t see my signals as well?  So in the last 2 weeks before the trial, I changed my signals to more outside my body, and thought about the best shirts to wear for the trial.  All of a sudden, her signals became more confident and quick.

    At the 2 trials on Saturday, she passed both utility classes, winning the first one and taking a very close second in the second trial.  Eight OTCH points after months of nothing!  Her signals were crisp and confident, and she did none of the small stepping forward that has affected her scoring in the past.  I’m wondering if that movement forward was simply an effort to see me.

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    Sunday I wore a green shirt, which I thought would work fine against the white background.  (Saturday I had worn a dark blue shirt.)  She returned to struggling to see me, which puzzled me.  Shouldn’t the green provide enough of a contrast?

    So I did more investigating and found this article:

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    So green could look like a washed out or dirty yellow to her!  Plus there were many slashes of light on the floor from the skylights above at the show that day.  So despite that Sunday result, I’m convinced we’re on the right track.

    And so the OTCH journey begins again.  A final 27 points.  In some ways, it has felt like pushing and prodding a sleeping elephant up off the floor; I had already started to let that dream go and moved on.  It almost feels like I had to go through that letting go process to have it return so positively, putting a new spin on the Joseph Campbell quote, “We must let go of the life we have planned, so as to accept the one that is waiting for us.”

    So these last points, or at least the journey through them, deserves its own journaling.  I feel like we about to learn more about ourselves, Journey and I, two old ladies who refuse to let go.

     

     

     

     

  • Originally printed in the  IWSCA newsletter in Spring 2018.  What better way to update this blog than with Journey’s UDX earned back in February?

    Journey (Ch. Whistlestop Journey to Freedom [now] UDX, RN JH)  began her quest for her UDX at the Collie Club’s all-breed obedience trial in Feb. 2017, and ended it at the very same trial a year later, on Feb. 25th 2018.  To earn the UDX, the dog must pass Open and Utility on the same day and do this ten times.  Six of Journey’s legs also earned High Combined awards, meaning her combined score was the highest at the trial.  Her pass rate improved over the year, with her last three trials providing the last three legs, and all of them also won High Combined.

    It’s been a journey for me too, but a longer one.  I’ve been trying to earn the coveted advanced obedience awards with my springers and setters for 20 years now, and while their spirits were very willing, their bodies often weren’t up the task.  I could see Journey’s gifts in the very first weeks of training her oh so long ago, and while our life together has been a winding road, her intelligence, athleticism and willingness have always been evident.

    Her titling weekend became a true test of our ability to focus.  At 10 ½, Journey has the mental drive, but sometimes she gets tired by the end of a weekend showing 2 classes in both days.  Fortunately, I’ve recently found a great combination of bodywork and supplements to help with this, and in the previous weekend’s trials, I had been very pleased to see her energy level remain high.  So I had high hopes she could maintain focus this weekend too.

    This titling weekend was also a test of my mental toughness.  With literally decades of hoping, planning, training for untold hours, and trialing, this UDX meant more than I can even put into words.  But if I let my emotions and future-tripping thoughts engulf our performance, I could undermine everything we were trying to do.  While I have a number of tools in my toolbox for mental toughness, by Sunday, with one more qualifying class to go for the title, I knew there was only one way to shut down all the thoughts swirling in my head so I could be completely present for Journey, and that was to put the entire performance to music.   While I’m not a fan of electropop, the song “Unstoppable” by Sia seemed to fit best.  And so I played the song through my earbuds before I took Journey out of her crate for warmup, sang it to us as we waited to go in the ring, and played it in my head while we were performing.  Between each exercise, I brushed Journey’s curls away from her eyes as she looked up at me, and said, “We are UNSTOPPABLE.”  And we were.

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    Journey’s journey continues with the quest for the OTCH, and we are well over halfway towards that goal.  Since most of the points possible are in Utility, and she already has her major wins required from both classes, she is now a “Utility specialist,” so she doesn’t get too worn down from too much jumping and showing too many classes all weekend.  With this plan, I have high hopes that we can keep showing for a good while, and that we can reach that most holy grail of obedience trialing, the Obedience Trial Championship.   However that journey ends, I am forever grateful for the tremendous gift this dog has already given me.

     

     

  • There’s always the first time of taking a dog into the “real” ring that all the matches can’t really imitate, where there’s a real judge, an audience (however small), and the requirement for all the aids to disappear, at least temporarily.  I’ve learned to make these first times very targeted in my goals, and typically the most important goal is to ensure the dog is having fun, and that I think he’s absolutely wonderful.  After all, I’m planning on years of showing the dog, so setting the best tone initially is crucial.

    Ruckus had his first time in regular obedience this last weekend, in the subnovice class of a UKC show.  While subnovice lacks the off-lead portion, it still is significantly more demanding than rally or AKC’s beginner novice class.  The voice and body aids have to either disappear or are greatly reduced, the judge is more physically present, and the duration of attention needed extends beyond these other classes.   (UKC subnovice does include an honor down and group sit-stay that is not included in the video.)

    I’m developing a consistent system of weaning the dog off of food, toys and my voice (although they never entirely go away), and Ruckus is still working through that process. So I considered pulling him earlier in the week when we had a mediocre training day.  But that little moment of training “crisis” caused me to brainstorm some changes to my handling that made a big difference for him.  My ultimate goal is to maintain his joyful intensity in his work while also gaining precision.    The trick is to maintain duration of that attitude as the aids and rewards get more randomized.   The video below shows me that process is working!

    Sure, there are green dog mistakes, like thinking we were halting when we moved into the slow, some slight lagging when he’s supposed to be driving, and botching the front after coming over the jump.  (Not my first novice dog to do that–the jumping is fuuunnn!!  Whoa, front, what’s that???)  But then he gave me a perfect finish!   Overall he earned a 196, a great score for his first time.

    Overall I was thrilled with his attitude, effort and focus over a relatively lengthy period of ring time.  In fact his attention was better than I expected it would be.  Maybe he’s making that IWS training leap in understanding that I so often experienced with Journey.  We’ll enter the March UKC trial in the regular novice class, and then give AKC a try.