It's been nearly two months since my last post and so much has changed. Some good things, some not good.
Every time I see a meme that says something to the effect of "there's always room for one more dog" or more dogs = better, I cringe. I'm here to tell you that more isn't always better.
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 →
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).
I've gone back and forth about writing about this. The situation itself involves dogs but the underlying sentiment isn't really dog specific. But it's something that in some context has happened to most people and I'm sure at least some of you can commiserate. Here's the story: some time ago an extended family member was... Continue Reading →
In the wide world of horse showing, there are plenty of ways to disqualify yourself. The same is true in the world of competition obedience.
Rescuing a pit from a shelter isn't really rescuing if you're going to return them in three months, six months, a year, 5 years, or even ten years because they have physical ailments or behavioral challenges.
This summer has flown by. We've spent a fair amount of time at the pool learning to swim. We spent even more time hiking and discovering new spots. Sioux has finally gotten to a point where we can start comp. obedience class. To say I'm excited is the understatement of the century. I SO hope... Continue Reading →