Friday, 16 August 2013

The Ardenbrook Family and a teeny tiny little change to the Cheese plan....

We have been having an eventful summer with the pups still on rest and with continued ops, but finally they are both officially fit and well with fully functioning legs  :o)  Sadly, we also passed the first anniversary of Bran's leaving us  :o(  We've been able to meet up with lots of friends and we had a couple of FABULOUS afternoons, thanks to Kate.

As I probably explained way back in the beginning, Faith was always due to have a litter this year as she is slightly older than Lara. Kate very very kindly allowed us to visit the pups first when they were 4 weeks old and again when they were about 7 1/2 weeks old. I cannot begin to tell you just how much this meant to me as it meant that I got to see some Ardenbrook puppies in the flesh and see exactly how a litter were raised before it was the Cheese litter. It really brought home to me just how importantly Kate views her "job" with the puppies before they go to their homes and I was gobsmacked at just how wonderful they were becoming because of the efforts that she'd already put in.

Anyway. Our first visit. I was ridiculously excited and was most definitely not disappointed. As you can see, they were terrible, awful puppies that we couldn't bear to snuggle.......much  ;o)

Jailed! Their crime? Being too cute!

Play time

Bundle

Mass play time

Shhhh! Sleepy times

Time for zizzes all round.....but there's a pup missing!

Hmmmm. Little yellow boy just HAD to have a Sophie cuddle

It was an incredible privilege to spend time with these fabulous pups who were bright, healthy, confident little creatures and amazing to identify their personality types. We were sure that we could already see what sort of dogs they were all going to grow up to be. Kate, however, knew better and kindly said nothing  ;o)

We got to spend some time with Lara, Kalli and Summer after puppy and coffee time and I was utterly bowled over at how beautifully Kalli had matured in the 8 months since we'd last seen her. She was absolutely stunning and took my breath away. She was a wonderful personality too and made me laugh with her antics as she played with her mum, Lara. It made me excited to imagine that my Cheese could be as fabulous as this gorgeous girl. A lovely end to our special visit  :o)

4 weeks later and we returned. This time, we were going to help by wearing hi viz jackets and big hats to help desensitise the pups to the strange things. Before the dressing up started though, we got to spend some time with all 5 of the growed up girls and that was just wonderful. There's nothing quite like walking into a house, sitting on the floor and being mobbed by kissy labradors.....bliss! We then went outside and caught sight of the puppies and.........oh my word!! I'd thought they were cute and adorable before but they were even more so now! And they all had names, so Kate introduced us to each of them and pointed out the girl that she was planning to keep. I was a bit taken aback as I'd thought she was planning to keep a pup from the Cheese litter so when she uttered the words "Ah. Yes. I need to talk to you about Lara's litter" my heart hit the floor  :o/  However, being the easily distracted sort that I am, I thoroughly enjoyed the next few hours playing with wonderful puppies (watching in awe as almost all of them sat at the same time waiting for their lunch to be put down) and then had a delicious lunch with Kate and Abi.

Kate getting mobbed and nibbled from all directions!

Handsome little yellow boy

Sophie getting munched on

Handsome little black boy

Nomming on the play box

Yowch!

All six getting involved in a play bundle

Gorgeous black pup

Incredible ears!

Tyred pupster  ;o)
Beautiful little yellow girl

Lunch eaten, playing done, it must be sleepytimes
Of course, Kate's instincts proved to be spot on and our's were shockingly poor as the personalities had all completely changed in those few weeks. It was fab to see just how well Kate knew each of them and how the right pup had been matched up with the right family. It also illustrated perfectly to me why Kate had advised not picking THE puppy until 7/8 weeks (no matter how badly everyone wants to know which is their pup at birth!) simply because they do change so much.

I managed to get some photos of the big girls this time too  :o)

Connie taking it easy
Summer trying quite hard to earn a treat

Momma Faith showing off her svelte post-pup figure

Trouble 1 and Trouble 2 aka Lara and Kalli:
most definitely NOT disobeying their mum and, once again, dragging their beds around ;o)

We had a delicious lunch with Kate and Abi, then Kate took a deep breath and said "so we need to talk about Lara"......

This Lara. The Lara who was going to be mummy to my Cheese pup.....


Beautiful Lara

Except......Kate had been thinking long and hard about the planned litter and wasn't sure that the Ardenbrook line had a lot to achieve from another Lara litter. Obviously, when we'd started talking about puppies, Kalli had been too young to consider as a potential mum and hadn't been health tested. We now knew that she had fantastic hips and elbows and was becoming an incredible dog. I told Kate how impressed I'd been by her on our last visit and we all heaved a sigh of relief as the decision was mostly made that Kalli would be Cheese mummy instead of Lara. All that needed doing was for Madam to be eye tested and EIC tested (Lara is a carrier) before we could definitely say "all systems go".

Of course, clever Kalli sailed through the eye test and proved to be EIC clear  :oD

In many ways, I am even happier with Kalli than I was with the adorable Lara because Kalli was born at Ardenbrook and I know that she has had Kate's incredibly intuitive input from day one. Also, she is 50% show bred and 50% working bred so it means that whether Kate chooses a show or working sire, Cheese won't be 100% of anything, but a nice 75%/25% mixture.

Of course, Lara is still a spectacular dog and I am still considering ways to smuggle her into my car without Kate noticing  ;o)  but seeing how beautifully she still interacts with Kalli, I have no doubt that she will be a wonderful Cheese granny.

The next big step is finding Cheese daddy. Kate has decided that he will be a working lad (yay!), but we have a few months yet before any big decisions need to be made. The timings should all be much as I'd been hoping with Lara and Cheese should still be coming home in Spring 2014.

I *may* camp out in Kate's paddock for his first 8 weeks  ;o)

So. With that little tiny change announced, I'll leave you with some of the photos that I took of beautiful Kalli back in October.....





Monday, 29 April 2013

Cheese's "Big" Brother and Sister-to-be

I thought I'd just tell you a little bit about Cheese's doggy family to be, especially as they are doing a very good job at the moment of reinforcing my belief that my time with rescue dogs is done!

I posted a brief background introduction to Moss and Casey back in my very first post so, to recap:

"On a cold, snowy day, Fi received a call to ask whether Lizzies Barn could take a litter of puppies that had been found abandoned in a cardboard box. "Of course", was the answer. The litter turned out to be just 4 day old tiny black and tan scraps and there were 6 of them. Sadly, within just hours of starting a handrearing regime, one little boy was lost. For the next 2 weeks Fi's life centred around the puppies and they thrived. Fi had a holiday booked over Christmas so two puppies came to us to be fostered and the other three went to another foster home together. From the start, it had been decided that if one of the little boys survived then he would be Sophie's next terrierist so she had got to name Moss at 4 days old and then just hoped and prayed until he arrived with us at 2 1/2 weeks of age ~ eyes not long open, just starting to move, tail just starting to wag. His sister, Casey (named by Jacob ~ my son) came to us to be fostered alongside Moss so that they could keep each other company until she went to a new home at 8 weeks. Sophie and I spent Christmas 2010 bottle feeding every few hours, cleaning puppies, changing newspaper and napping as often as possible! The puppies continued to thrive though and eventually it transpired that Jacob and Casey had bonded too tightly for her to be rehomed so both pups stayed with us! Moss has been to training classes with Sophie and is now a KC Bronze Citizen and Casey has attended several clicker workshops with Jacob where she has shown that she is more clever than the rest of us! Both pups (they'll always be "the puppies" even as they approach their second birthday) had been sickeningly healthy until just a few weeks after we lost Bran, when we discovered that Casey has quite a severe flea allergy. Unfortunately, the flea allergy triggered a full body skin infection and, whilst we've been managing that, we've also discovered that she has luxating patella and will probably need surgery to fix it *sigh*  It doesn't bother her though and the pair of them are like little tasmanian devils whipping through the house causing noise and chaos and laughter most of the time."

Allow me to introduce you properly  :o)

Casey weighs about 5.5kgs and has straight, quite thick fur (unlike any of the others in the litter!). She is incredibly bright, adores learning new things, loves people and cuddles more than anything else in the world and likes to hold your finger or thumb in her mouth if she gets so excited that she doesn't know what to do with herself! She is also VERY bouncy and springy and we had hoped that she'd enjoy agility, but actually it's just FAR too exciting for her to cope with, so maybe we'll try again when she's older.


Posing in the garden

Our beautiful girl

With her bestest friend, Mika

Cheekiness
Being a girl, Casey has taken it upon herself to be the protector of our family and will generally be the one to decide whether other dogs are allowed to greet us or not or whether visiting dogs are allowed to sit on the sofa/play with the toys/have a drink from their water bowl, etc etc. 

Casey also has a rather impressive vocabulary and tries very hard to communicate with us by speech. The noises she can make have to be heard to be believed!

Her bestest friend in the world is our big ginger tom cat, Mika. He gets very frequent Casey kisses (thankfully, the cat version of these which are just butterfly kisses on his face, whereas the people version of these involve her tongue being shoved up your nostril!!) and they are often to be found snuggling up together.

Casey's favourite person ever is Jacob, my son, and she has a special inbuilt Jakeradar so that she can hear when he opens his eyes in the morning. We then have to listen to the "Jake's Awake" song until he comes down to greet her. Fortunately, he adores her too and they spend a lot of time together.


Casey's favourite hiding place!

Casey's favourite trick ~ placing her head right against your mouth so that you HAVE to give her kisses
We worked very hard with the puppies from a very early age to ensure that they developed very separate identities and didn't bond so tightly to each other that they became difficult and that has been successful enough that they actually just to spend little time together now. They will occasionally have a little play, but we never find them sleeping snuggled up together the way that they did when they were tiny. They both used to love snuggling with Bran or Flora, but not each other.

We think that they are probably yorkshire terrier x chihuahua but Casey and Moss look SO different to each other and have such different personalities that nobody ever guesses that they are even related!




Little and Large. Well. Not exactly "large" but "larger than Moss"  ;o)



Moss' turn. He weighs about 2.5kgs and has very very fine long, straggly fur that is incredibly difficult to manage so we trimmed it all off recently and now he has thick, soft short fur. We've not quite worked out whether he is incredibly dim or incredibly clever because we can teach him almost nothing! He did pass his Kennel Club Bronze Citizen test on his second go but it was all very much on his terms. Two and a half years in and we STILL can't get him to do a "down" on command! Moss is toy obsessed, particularly with his beloved reindeer. He would quite like to have someone on hand to play tug with him allllllllllllll day. His favourite victim to badger is Mika but he hasn't quite realised that Mika is a cat and will never play tug with him! 


Just before his first haircut

Looking very cute

Being the Mossasaurus in his favourite fleece

Trying to make Mika (the cat) play with his reindeer through the window
 Moss tends to be very aloof with people, which can be difficult when we are out and about as he is so small and cute that everybody wants to make a fuss of him and he just couldn't care less! Moss' favourite person in the world is Sophie, my daughter. As long as she is with him, then his world is ok. If she goes out, then he will become the loveliest, quietest dog ever and sleep on the sofa until she comes home. 

Moss has the most irritating bark on the world ~ the sort that brings out the same effect as nails down a blackboard ~ and we hear it A LOT! However, of an evening, he was worn himself out playing and becomes very very cuddly and it is how adorable he is at night and when Sophie is out that enables us to tolerate the noise and pestering the rest of the time  ;o)


Giving his mummy kisses when he was a tiny boy

Where Moss will be found when Sophie is poorly
So. Anyway. That's Moss and Casey. They are dogs number 6 and 7 for our little family, and they are rescue dogs number 6 and 7, and they are dogs number 6 and 7 who need rather hefty medical care  :o(

As I mentioned back at the start of this post, we discovered that Casey had luxating patella in her right leg not long after we lost Bran. 2 days before her 3 month check up with Joe (ortho vet at Highcroft Vets), she stopped using her left leg. When Joe examined her he found that her right leg was marginally worse than it had been, but that her left leg had deteriorated terribly and that she would need surgery within the next few weeks. It was all a bit of a shock, but we booked her in and the surgery went smoothly and she immediately started using the leg when she came home. 3 days later she had her first post-op check up and she had an infection brewing so was given antibiotics. 3 days after that she was back at the vets because she had a bad reaction to the antibiotics and needed a whole new batch of meds to stabilise her stomach. 

Whilst Casey was on strict crate rest, we started to realise that Moss was displaying many of the symptoms that had brought us to take Casey to see Joe about her legs in the first place, so we added him to her appointment for her 2 week post-op check up.

Joe was pleased with Casey's progress, then checked Moss and found that he was also suffering with LP in both legs. And needed surgery. The first lot within a few weeks. So Moss was booked in and his surgery went smoothly and he promptly refused to use the leg at all. 1 week later and Moss started to pass blood so was admitted to hospital for 3 days. That was put down to a bug and a few days later he had his 2 week post-op check up and he had just started to use his leg properly.

1 week after Moss' check up, Casey was booked in for x-rays and her second op. However, the x-rays showed that she hadn't healed sufficiently to have her second op and it was put back 5 weeks, which brought her to the same point as when Moss needed his second op and they were booked in for the same day. By the end of that week (after Casey's x-rays), both dogs had a tummy bug and had several days of vomiting and diarrhoea. 

And so second op day arrived. Casey's x-rays showed that she'd healed well and went on to have her second op. Moss' x-rays showed that he hadn't healed sufficiently and couldn't have his second op for another 4-5 weeks. This time, Casey didn't use her leg for several days, but passed her 3 day post-op check with flying colours. 

However, Moss then stopped using his fixed leg properly. We took him to see Rachel (lovely lady vet at Highcroft) as Joe was on holiday and she was worried that she could feel the kneecap still slipping, which shouldn't have been happening when it was pinned in place. Moss was rested up until he could use Casey's 2 week post op appointment the following week.

2 days before the appointment, Casey started being sick. Moss still had the evening appointment with Joe and we were delivered the news that, as he was our dog, Joe had been extra cautious and used two pins instead of the usual one to hold Moss' knee in place but that they had come loose: either because they had just worked their way loose or because the op site wasn't healing properly and the bone was being separated. So. Another op was needed. There were 2 options: if it turned out that the pins had just become loose, then the old pins would be removed and replaced with one new pin (not enough room for another two) and some anchor wire; if it turned out that the pins had become loose because of poor healing, then the old pins would be removed, a bone graft would be needed, and then the pin and anchor wire. We mentioned that Casey was being sick and she was booked in for the following day.

Casey, it appears, is intolerant of metacam. A short course of stomach settler sorted her poorly tum out.

Moss is in having his op redone today. I've just taken a call from Joe who says that at the moment the x-rays are saying healing has started so a bone graft may not be necessary and the measurements seem to indicate that the pins haven't become very loose, so the pain may just be down to the skin moving over the pins. The knee will be opened up and he'll have a good look to see what's what but on top of the other 2 options, it may just be that the old pins need removing. If that's the case, then recovery should be swift and Moss can have his second op in a few weeks. If new pins need putting in then we're looking at another 10 weeks of recovery before the second op can happen.

(Brief update 30/04/13: It turned out that somehow the skin had thickened over Moss' pins and was rubbing so making him sore, so the old pins were removed, along with the thick skin, and he SHOULD be able to manage without them now! If the bone chunk doesn't snap off and make him lame, then he has a check-up in 2 weeks and we can then get his second op booked in. Phew!!)

Every single time something happens, I'm so very grateful for finding Highcroft Vets because they are just incredible, but I'm tired of the "something happens" and am quite sure that there will be no more rescue dogs in the Hendy house. So Moss and Casey are the end of a traumatic and emotional 9 year rollercoaster ride and I am now just hoping beyond all hope that we can get these pesky ops out of the way and the pups back to full fitness before Cheese arrives and then that will be it! No more repetitive vet visits PLEASE!!!


Moss with his newly fixed leg after the first op

Casey with her healing leg after her first op

Tuesday, 26 March 2013

Daring to be Different

On my mind recently is the fact that I am going to find myself in a rather unique position (for me!) to be able to do things very differently with Cheese to what I have done with my previous dogs. I want to ensure that Cheese and his needs are the top priority in any decision making rather than anything else, whereas before I messed up with training because I didn't know any better or because our family circumstances were different. There are also plenty of new things that I want to try with Cheese.

Training Classes
To start with, I will NOT be attending the AWFUL puppy training classes that we took the terrierists to! An awful lot of outdated dominance theory and "in the wild" nonsense was spouted at us and our puppies learned absolutely nothing in the 6 weeks we attended. They didn't even get the opportunity to socialise properly as the trainer was too afraid that the bigger puppies would squash them, despite knowing that they were living with a labrador and an American Bulldog!

Thankfully, we have since discovered the fabulous Jo and Go Fetch It and Cheese will be going along to sensible classes with a sensible trainer.

Bran didn't start training classes until he was 3 years old, but he thoroughly enjoyed it and, seeing just how much he enjoyed it, cemented in my head that I would definitely do them earlier with our next dog. So, I'll be aiming to have Cheese become a Kennel Club Gold Citizen in the same way as his incredible predecessor but hopefully he will achieve it at an earlier age. Or, if he doesn't like it at all, then that plan can be re-thunk ;o)

Branston Beans ~ KC Gold Citizen

Neutering
As all of our previous dogs have been rescues, they have either already been neutered by the time they have been adopted or have had to be neutered at 6 months to uphold the terms of our adoption contracts. Obviously, with Moss and Casey both due to hit sexual maturity at roughly the same time, then early neutering was even more critical.

However, I know a lot more now about why it is wise to wait with bigger dogs (especially ones with such prolific joint problems as labradors) until they are at least 18 months of age ~ giving them a chance to fully develop physically, emotionally and mentally (well, kind of!) before messing with hormones.

To be fair, of all the dogs we've had, the only one that really could have done with waiting to be castrated later than he was was Bailey lurcher. He may have been exactly the same dog even if there'd been the opportunity to wait until he was more mature, but he may also not have been quite such a nervous and anxious dog if he'd been able to hang on to his testosterone past 6 1/2 months.

At the moment, my plan is to wait until Cheese is 18 months old before making any further decisions, although, if hormone based behavioural problems or medical problems occur before 18 months then this, also, will have to be rethought, but I have met plenty of calm, well behaved entire dogs and bitches over the last few years so I'm keeping an open mind.

Joint Protection
I'm quite sure that some dogs are just prone to joint problems and/or are born with them and no amount of wrapping in cotton wool will prevent them from causing difficulties. Such was the case with Bran as his first limp in his elbows started when he was just 6 months old.

However, this time I have the opportunity to be putting my faith in Kate to ensure that as much as possible is done with the genetic line to prevent the inherited problems and then it will be my job to do my absolute best to prevent problems from developing without compromising the quality of Cheese's life.

For the most part, I will be obeying The 5 Minute Rule as far as exercising goes. This involves walking a pup for 5 minutes for each month of its age per day for the first year or so of its life, so an 8 week old pup gets walked for 10 minutes a day and a 5 month old pup gets walked for 25 minutes a day. Obviously, this is not actually a "rule", but a "guide" and common sense has to play a big part to accommodate onlead exercise, offlead exercise and play at home.

As I mentioned though, I won't be compromising the quality of Cheese's life so if the opportunity to go for a very sociable group walk that is likely to last longer than his "allowed" exercise time crops up, then we will be attending and I will manage his exercising carefully to ensure that he has a fabulous time without causing any problems. I'm also planning to block free access to the stairs and he'll be carried up and down them. I'm also hoping to train him to get in and out of the car by using our dog ramp until he is big enough to safely jump in and out, but will know that he is perfectly comfortable using the ramp if it's needed.

So not quite wrapping up in cotton wool, but proceeding with caution and thought.

Bubble Wrap Dog (from http://corgipals.org)

Raw Feeding
I stumbled across raw feeding thanks to Labrador Forums. I liked the idea of providing a diet that was as close to source as possible with as few additives, etc as I could possibly manage, but it didn't strike me as a very practical way to feed as a main diet so, once I found out about it, I used it to supplement Bran and Flora's kibble based diet.

However (there's *always* a "however"!), Flora developed a rather adverse allergy when the recipe for their usual kibble was tweaked and it was the nudge I needed to revert to preparing a home cooked diet for them. Previously, I had provided a home cooked diet for Flora and Bear when I had to carefully manage their weight because of their varying problems, but it had been a lot of faff ~ to be perfectly honest ~ and the lure of the ease of dropping kibble into a bowl twice a day soon won me over again. This time, it was crucial that I stuck with it because I couldn't bear to see Flora suffer.

However (yes, ANOTHER one!), it very quickly became apparent that Bran had a whole plethora of food intolerances. Because I knew exactly what was going into his food, it was very quick and easy for me to identify what was causing him problems. Eventually, it became apparent that just about everything that wasn't meat was causing him problems, so I almost accidentally started raw feeding.

There are two main schools of thought about raw feeding: the BARF (Bones and Raw Feeding) method devised by Dr Ian Billinghurst and the RMB (Raw Meaty Bones) method devised by Dr Tom Lonsdale. The main differences between are that BARF advocate adding plenty of fruit and vegetable to the diet along with raw meat, whereas RMB doesn't think that it is necessary. I actually ended up following the RMB route purely because Bran was having reactions to everything and, I have to say, I could see the difference in their coats and teeth and demeanour within a matter of days!

I was essentially following my gut (which was, essentially, following the dogs' guts) and fretted constantly that  they weren't getting sufficient vitamins, etc, as my poor friend Jules can testify  ;o)  but she calmly advised me during each and every meltdown that I HAD to be led by what I could see with my eyes: were the dogs healthy? Were their coats soft and shiny? Were their teeth clean and white? Were their eyes clear and bright? Were they maintaining weight? Were their faeces firm and of a good colour and less frequent? Were they drinking less? The answers to all of these questions was a resounding "YES" and so I settled back and let the dogs be. And they LOVED raw feeding!

Then along came the terrierist pups and we had our first opportunity to introduce puppies to raw feeding. My loose plan had been to keep them on kibble until they were 6 months old as they had been hand reared and I wanted to be sure that they got the very best nutritional start that we could give them. When they were 4 months old, we started to give them little bits of raw mince with their kibble from time to time and when they reached 5 months, we started to give them small bits of raw chicken wings (easily scrunchable) and very quickly Moss decided that he would no longer eat the brown biscuit stuff if there was nommy meaty stuff available. Casey has always been easy to feed and will eat anything and everything. Moss has always been a lazy, fussy eater and so we were amazed that he preferred the effort of eating raw meat over the ease of chomping kibble, but we went with it and when he'd refused to eat kibble for 3 straight days, we took the plunge with the raw diet. That's how they've continued until very recently and they have been very, very healthy pups. Thanks to the complication of having them crated following their luxating patella ops and having to carefully manage their weight with keeping them entertained, we are having to be a bit more creative with their meals at the moment and they are getting little actual raw food, but plenty of cooked meats or tinned fish mixed with mashed potato or porridge to fill Kongs, that are then frozen before being given to them.

So, with this experience in mind, it was actually one of my requirements on my list of Finding The Perfect Breeder that they be raw feeders. Common sense told me that I was quite likely to have to compromise on this one though and I wasn't too bothered as I knew that puppies could thrive on the diet once we got them home.

Imagine then, my delight, when I discovered that Kate partially raw feeds her puppies from weaning  :oD  The pups are fed on a combination of Arden Grange kibble, raw mince and raw tripe over 4 meals a day ~ brilliant! The best of both worlds! I discussed my plans to feed a pure raw food diet when we met Kate and she advised caution. After reading a little more and keeping my concerns about joint development in mind, I think I'll be heeding her advice to maintain a mixed diet until Cheese is a year old and then moving on to a pure raw diet.

Again though, I shall be Cheese led, and if he is lazier than Moss (please, NO!) or doesn't thrive on it, then alternatives will be researched.

Commands
For once, I WILL think about what commands I want Cheese to know, what verbal command will be tied to which action and what hand signal will be used!

Usually, I kind of fanny about a bit, get the action from the dog one way or another, then attach whatever word pops into my head to the action and try to remember what my hands were doing at the time. As you can probably imagine, this leads to all sorts of miscommunication!! We have had all sorts of bizarre and confusing experiences where several people have been giving different commands for the one action to the same dog and I am DETERMINED to avoid that happening again!

*Intermission* Funny little story: Sophie decided that when Hugo needed training she would use food related words as commands. We already knew that Hugo wasn't going to live for very long and we weren't bothered about training him beyond those things he really needed to know for everybody's lives to be a bit easier. I can't remember what they all were now, but I know that "sit" was "chips". Very entertaining to watch  ;o)

At some point just before I lost Bran, I took the time to start compiling a list of all the words and commands that he knew as I suspected that he'd eventually absorbed far more than any other dog we'd had. It was quite a list and was by no means complete when he died, but I couldn't bring myself to finish it. If you're in the slightest bit interested, then you are welcome to peruse the document: Wot Bran Knows. I'm intending to use it as a starting point for deciding what and how to teach Cheese.

"Chips" on the table

Sleeping Arrangements
This will be the first time that I consciously make the decision to allow a new dog to sleep in my bedroom.

Bailey arrived and his separation anxiety became apparent very quickly and, for the sake of getting some sleep, he was moved into my room, although he slept on the floor in his own bed. When Bear arrived, he slept downstairs initially, but then the cats needed a break at night, so his bed was also moved into my room. By the time Flora arrived, the boys were good enough that I could leave the bedroom door open at night and they could choose where they slept. Flora was used to sleeping in a crate (and she ADORED a crate!) and there wasn't room for one in my room, so she slept downstairs. Bear then chose to sleep in the bed next to Flora's crate. When we moved to Wales, circumstances dictated that none of them could sleep in my room so everybody had big crates in the utility room. We moved back to Bristol and Flora and Bear slept loose but downstairs together in their beds or on the sofa. When Bear died, Flora chose to stay downstairs. When Bran arrived, she stayed downstairs to keep him company while he slept in his crate. It was only when Bran turned 2 that I trusted them enough to have free run of the house at night, and both of them chose to sleep in my room ~ Bran on a big piece of memory foam beside the radiator and Flora on a pile of duvets UNDER my bed. When Flora died, Bran chose to sleep on my bed with me and I absolutely loved waking up and him being the first thing I saw every morning.

And so, as I have just one dog to accommodate, the plan is to have a fairly large crate in my bedroom for Cheese to sleep in until he is suitably housetrained and safely big enough to be jumping on and off of the bed, for then he will be promoted to Chief Sleeper on the Mummy Bed. More than anything else, not seeing Bran's face first thing of a morning is the thing that makes me miss him the most, so I can't wait to have a sleepy lab face greeting me again  :o)

Clicker Training
I discovered clicker training a bit late in the day. Flora loved working with the clicker, but then she was a delight to train anyway because she was happy to do it for a simple word of praise. Bear was realllllllllllllly hard work and pretended that he had no idea what that funny thing in my hand was each and every time I got it out for a new training session. Eventually, I admitted defeat and gave up.

I had a vague plan of using it when Bran was a pup but my clicker skills were still not great and he was very unresponsive. Every 6 months or so, I'd make a new attempt to introduce him to the clicker, but his response gradually worsened to the point that he would avoid any eye or physical contact if he knew that the clicker was out  :o(  Luckily, I had a very clever trainer friend to hand in the shape of Mog and she spent some time on the phone to me explaining things in a very calm and sensible manner when I had an utter brain meltdown. Using her advice, I "stealth clickered" Bran: I was very very busy reading a magazine and drinking a cup of tea and in no way noticed at all when he was heading towards the mat that I wanted him to lay on so have no idea whatsoever who was producing the "click" noise and throwing treats at him!! ;o)  It was like somebody threw a lever in his little labby brain and suddenly training Bran became a pleasure. Fortunately, Jo-trainer was a clicker advocate and we were allowed to use the clicker during our normal training classes and Bran came on in leaps and bounds.

Casey has also responded incredibly well to clicker training, but she is another one who is happy to work for words of praise, although can only learn new things from Jacob apparently.

Now that I *get* how the clicker works, how dogs learn from it and have seen what incredible results it can produce, I have far more faith in my abilities to clicker train Cheese and I know where Mog is if I get stuck again  ;o)

Whilst discussing the clicker, I just want to mention two books ~ one that is essentially my bible now and one that I'm planning to order very soon.

1. 100 Ways To Train A Perfect Dog by Sarah Fisher and Marie Miller
This is the book that I recommend to absolutely everyone that ever asks for a training book recommendation and have bought it as a gift for many friends when they have taken on new dogs. I have read many many training manuals over the years and this is the most simply put, down to earth and comprehensive book I have ever read. The first few things to teach I expected to be "Sit" and "Down" but no, in this book they are "Body Language" and "Food Manners" ~ brilliant stuff!!! It covers basic TTouch movements and advocates the use of the clicker in almost all exercises. Sarah and Marie share tales of their own training mistakes and use brilliantly simple language.

2. Clicker Gundog by Helen Phillips
I stumbled across this one completely by accident when looking for something else but it seems to cover all of the gundog type stuff that I'm likely to want to use with Cheese (bearing in mind that he is unlikely to ever actually "work" as a gundog and will only be doing it as another string to his bow). As I'm already planning to use clicker training, it fascinates me that I could expand it into this field too. If any of you have any experience of this book or clicker training gundoggery then I'd be really interested to hear about it!

Brilliant book


Gundoggery
There's probably not an awful lot that I can say about this at the moment as I know very little about the technicalities involved, but I had started to explore it a little with Bran and I like to think that some breeds will just enjoy doing a little (or a lot if you're that sort of wizard!) of what they have been bred to do if they aren't going to have the opportunity to be thoroughly immersed in it.

As mentioned above, I'm hoping to start with clicker training some of the basics but will be looking into finding a kind and sensible gundog trainer nearby as well.

Being Single
Not me, but Cheese  ;o)

Bailey was our first family dog, we were almost total novices and he was a Very Difficult Dog. He wasn't ever really a completely single dog as we spent a lot of time with Muppet (my friend Joss' lurcher), then we started fostering not long after he came home and then Bear joined our family. Since then, none of our dogs have been singletons, or not for very long periods anyway, and it means that my attention has been divided and I've never been able to truly focus on one dog at a time.

Cheese will have the best of both worlds as he will have doggy company in the form of Moss and Casey, but will also be the only dog that I need to concentrate on as Moss and Casey's needs are met by Sophie and Jacob.

I thoroughly enjoyed being the centre of Bran's world once Flora had passed, because I had very much felt as if I was always dancing on the outskirts of their relationship when they were together. The all-encompassing experience of Bailey's terrible separation anxiety made me ensure that every dog that came into our home after ~ whether they were permanent or foster ~ could cope with being left alone for periods of time. The foundations for Bran being alone were firmly put into place when he was a pup and Flora was still around, so I knew that once it was just me and him he could cope without my being present, but it was lovely to know that he was far happier when I was with him. Something else that I'm very much looking forward to with Cheese.

Swimming
Bran was very much a latecomer to swimming. He had a rather unpleasant experience when he was still a pup and refused to do more than paddle after that. It wasn't until he was 3 1/2 years old and we were in Cornwall and on the beach that we visit almost every year with the dogs, that he suddenly took the plunge in a very deep rock pool! I still don't know what made him do it, but he did and he swam whenever he could after that. However (there it is again!), he ALWAYS swam like someone was forcing him to swim  ;o)

We don't have a lot of places nearby that will provide swimming opportunities for a pup, but I am determined to locate some and to get Cheese acquainted with water as quickly as possible. Bran loved swimming eventually and I would like Cheese to have that pleasure from as young an age as possible.

Some of the best opportunities for gorgeous sea swimming are afforded by the beaches down in Bognor Regis, where our lovely friends Jo and Richard live, so I suppose we'll just HAVE to go and visit them  :oP

Swimming for the first time

I'm quite sure that more things will crop up, but at the moment these are the ones at the forefront of my mind. It is another huge advantage to making plans to bring a puppy home so far in advance because I have the time to really think things through and to make decisions with Plan As and Plan Bs and Plan Cs on standby and to change my mind umpteen times before anything actually needs to be put into action.

Wednesday, 20 March 2013

Oops!

I forgot to mention the other tiny little thing that I bought for Cheese...........




Welllllllllllllllllllllll! I couldn't have my puppy being chauffeured in an ancient petrol Volvo, could I??  ;o)

And Cheese most definitely took priority as my son is just about to start learning to drive and requested ~ upon hearing the news that the search for a new car was on ~ a nice, neat, small car. Pah! HOW am I going to transport a gorgeous big lab in a "nice, neat, small car"??? 

So, the Mondeo Estate it was  :oP

Tuesday, 19 March 2013

Mummy's First Gift

Well, toy wise anyway  ;o)

I made it alllllllllllllllllllll the way through two whole days at Crufts and bought not one thing for Cheese pup! Hopefully, next year's shopping will be different as he/she may have been born by then  :o)

I was browsing Amazon for something completely different, but ended up in the puppy toys.............as you do. I couldn't resist when I saw this little toy. It was delivered today and has now been de-tagged and placed safely in the Cheese box.

Mummy's first toy for Cheese

Spoiled puppy received their first collar charm last week as well when my very clever friend Audrey came to visit.

Collar charm
Luckily, Audrey is clever enough that Cheese will hopefully be getting a very special personalised treat bag and travel bowl soon  :o)  Hopefully, her business of handmade items will be booming soon, so I'll be sure to provide more details when I have them.


Sunday, 10 February 2013

Cheesy Clothing

Let's just get 2 things clear before I go any further: 1. NOT clothing for Cheese and 2. I am NOT a minger!!

There is an abundance of cheese related clothing to be found on t'internet and I am frequently sent links of the coolest and/or funniest items by my friends so there is already a bookmark in existence for all of these links so that I can indulge once Cheese is closer to arriving.

However, lovely Cheryl couldn't wait and sent me these:
Cheesy Socks
Awesome, huh?

I also stumbled across a previously unknown fact from one of my favouritest dog related clothing company today that has made my day and given me much excitement about future plans!

Dogs n Dubs have a fantastic supply of dog (and VW!) related hooman items from t-shirts to hoodies to bags to phone cases and there are even rumblings of onesies arriving soon  ;o)  Dog coats have also been recently introduced. I am proud to own several Dogs n Dubs items and have supplied friends with DnD stuff too. The quality is excellent and the vast array of dog breeds, clothing and vinyl colours for you to truly customise your item is just spectacular  :o)

Here are some of the items I own (to give you an idea):


Chocolate brown hoodie for when I walked Bran and I was absolutely thrilled
when the gold vinyl that I'd chosen was actually metallic gold and not a shade of yellow!

Chocolate brown t-shirt to match my hoodie

Purple hoodie with neon pink vinyl (my favourite ever warm thing to wear)

Close up of the pink vinyl on purple hoodie, but still not showing as bright as the pink is in real life

Me in my most accurately captioned t-shirt ;o)
Anyway, what I discovered today is that Dogs n Dubs can do personalisation! So, instead of buying random Cheesy items from t'internet, I can now think about having yet another labrador hoodie/t-shirt/whatever in appropriate (or daft!) colouring with "Cheese's Mum" on the back of it  :oD  VERY excited!!

If you fancy treating yourself or your dog, here are the places you can find Dogs n Dubs: official website; Facebook group; Facebook group for dog coats. Some of the products are only available via Facebook so check out all of the links for what you want  :o)

Right. That plug over, I had more exciting news this week  :oD  Go Fetch It are going to be running some classes back at the original venue where we trained with Bran, Moss and Casey so I don't need to stress over finding a different training class! Woohoo!!


Tuesday, 5 February 2013

Now. Where were we?

Ah yes. The Cheese box. It's finished!

Front
(the little black pup with the toilet paper in his mouth - above the 2 yellows - is there in honour of our special ex-foster boy, Tucker ;o) )

Back

Side

Other side

Top

Inside

Inside with "stuff" added

I had LOTS of fun decorating it and incorporated a lot of the Christmas cards that we had received as well. The only problem is that I've had my birthday since these photos were taken and I received lots more labrador/Cheese related pressies so the box is now actually at capacity!! I really love having something special here just for Cheese though  :o)

Next month, we're off to Crufts for 2 days to meet up with friends, check out all the cool dogs, maybe see the beautiful Lara in action, watch some friends showing their dogs and to do ~ maybe ~ a teeny tiny little bit of shopping  ;o)  I did mention to Sophie that I would HAVE to buy something to put away for Cheese. Her response? "You can barely make it out of the supermarket without buying something for him so why would I expect you to leave somewhere like Crufts empty handed"!! LOL! At the moment, the only thing that I have in my mind that I want to get is an octopus, but I'm keeping an open mind and am happy to be swayed. And I'm not *that* bad ~ I've only bought collars and a lead so far! It's just all my lovely friends that can't resist  :oP

I need to spend some time scoping out training classes, which could be tricky. The puppy classes that we attended with Moss and Casey were run through our vets and they were AWFUL. The trainers were firm believers in the outdated dominance theory and frequently told us that our tiny yorkie x chihuahua pups wouldn't do a "down" because they were far too "dominant". Good grief. What an entire waste of money that was! Not long afterwards, we found a fabulous trainer working in a hall at a vets in Nailsea (Go Fetch It). Moss made it through his bronze Kennel Club Good Citizen award; Bran made it all the way through bronze, silver and gold awards and Casey had a ball at the clicker workshops. Unfortunately, they have now moved and are now about 35-45 minutes' drive from us and it may not be feasible to get there  :o(  I am gutted because I've not found such a fab trainer anywhere else in Bristol and I've looked many times over the years. I had been looking forward to taking Cheese to a sensible puppy class and working through the KC awards with him too, so we'll have to see what can be done.

I think Cheese is on my mind a little more than I've been aware of recently. I had this dream the other night:

I was at my parents' house and out in the front garden, when a man and his girlfriend came down the road on a homemade scooter/go-kart type thing. It was built like a giant block of cheese. They stopped right outside of my parents' because the man wanted to look at an abandoned child's bike in the road. It was a Spongebob Squarepants bike that featured a very large picture of the yellow sponge, but it had come loose, slipped on to it's side and now looked like a large piece of cheese. Meantime, the pavements were littered with loads of humungous packs of open Cathedral City cheddar.

;o)

Ooh! I'm also not the only one with Cheese on my mind. Apparently, lots of my friends think of me and the pup-to-be when they see anything Cheese related now. I even received this photo the other day from my lovely friend Sophie. She was glad that the van stopped at the lights long enough for her to get a photo as she'd been planning on following it until she got the picture and she wasn't quite sure where she was going to end up! How's that for dedication?? LOL!



Life is busy at Ardenbrook too as Faith is hopefully going to be having her last litter soon. I'm hoping beyond hope that we can squeeze in another visit whilst the puppies are still in residence. I know this isn't the Cheese litter, but I would love to meet an Ardenbrook puppy in the flesh  :o)