Writing for oneself - without deadlines or metrics - can be a cathartic experience and I think I need more of those especially now.
I don't know how so many months managed to sneak by without an update, but here we are. So much has happened! Sioux and I made a very unsuccessful NW3 attempt - although it did cement in my brain that she is NOT a hot weather dog - and we became a foster home for... Continue Reading →
There's been so much going on in the world and in our own sliver of it, that I just haven't had the time to put my thoughts into a coherent sentence. Instability has been a way of life lately for everyone. Are we going to get sick? Is someone we love going to get sick?... Continue Reading →
But if you know me at all, you know that grunting noises and a set of googley eyes draw me like in a seagulls to a dumpster. So let me tell you the story of Eddie.
It's been nearly two months since my last post and so much has changed. Some good things, some not good.
First a little exciting nose work news - Sioux passed her Odor Recognition Tests the beginning of June and Roo Frank was accepted into his NACSW NW1 trial in July!
Getting one dog to sit still for a picture is tough. Getting five to sit for a picture in the spots you want to them is damn near impossible. Like every dog mom on the planet, I like taking tons of pictures of my pack. Here's how I get the Dog Soup dogs to pose... Continue Reading →
Tuna fudge, that is. Or sometimes sardine and Parmesan cheese fudge (because my dogs like their treats extra smelly). I use this treat as a high value reward when I'm going to ask my dogs to do something really hard (like go to a trial). This treat is so easy to make and you can... Continue Reading →
But in December we had a really awkward trial where he seemed over faced, an emotion/state of mind he very rarely gives in to. We were able to make lemonade out of lemons that day and at the end of the day he still left feeling pretty OK about the whole thing, but I was concerned ("concerned" in this context meaning freaked out because I thought I was ruining/had already ruined my dog).