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Does Your Dog Speak English

Dog poodle isolated on white backgroundDoes Your Dog Speak English?

We are smart, sometimes too smart for our fur. Not to mention smart enough to make you think that yes, your dog does speak English. Seriously, we don’t have a clue.

During the first several months of my life I thought my name was No. That’s because Mom and Dad were constantly saying no to me, so I just thought that was my name. Kind of funny when you ready my early posts and realize just how many name changes I went through during that first year.

So, if you want to communicate with us on a serious note, you are going to have to learn sign language. We actually communicate through body language. Now, don’t get me wrong, that doesn’t mean you are going to have to sniff, well you know what and yes – we can learn some verbal commands, but it is best to train us by showing us what you are saying.

It’s simple really. Want us to sit? Then simply put us in the sit position on the floor and give us the “sit” command and the hand sign you have decided to use for the word sit.  A word of warning here…if you are not agile or flexible, by all means don’t attempt sitting down on the floor yourself for us to see how to do it. That has been done and believe me there are limits to our ability to help out in a situation like that (not that I would know that first paw or anything.) We can’t call a tow truck and we can’t dial 911 or the neighbor. We can’t even bark the command to Siri or Cortana. If we offered you a helping paw, you would flip us right over you head and out the window while trying to get up. What we can do, is snuggle up along side you and keep you company until someone comes home or to visit. Of course by then the puddle(s) on the floor would most likely be considerable and don’t even think about trying to blame it on “the dog”.

Plan ahead and figure out some hand signals the down, stand, stay and come commands. Position us and then show us what you want with the hand signals. Most of us are quick and easy learners. In fact we are usually excited to learn something new. We certainly want to learn if it makes you happy and you show it by your excitement or praise.

Just think about it for a minute. How exciting to you think it is to sniff grass and walk the same yard four or five times a day, day after day? Believe me, not exciting stuff. That is why we get in so much trouble around the house or out in the yard when we are really bored. Want to see a dog owner get really excited and look up from their phone or iPad? All you have to do is find something disgusting in the yard, put one shoulder downward and act like you are going to roll your ears in whatever it is. Let me tell you, there is nothing as sharp as the peripheral vision of a dog parent.

Some dog parents are treat based trainers. Thank goodness I was born into one of those families. Others are pat-on-the-head and praise trainers. Truthfully, dogs react evenly to both kinds of praise, so there is no right or wrong. However, the wider I see my backside getting and the more remarks Mom makes about my cute little jiggle walk the small the treats get. I could make a few comments about her walk, but I’m not totally brain dead at the moment. For now I will just go with the really baby Milk Bones, turkey bites or chewies and keep my bark to myself.

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Dog Bee Stings – How To Treat

siri-daisy-bee-59353319Woozers, do I have a whole new respect for those funny looking bugs flying around with wings extended and a determined look on their face. I only have one question, what did I ever do to make a bee mad at me?

Okay, so I may have trampled a few during my run around the yard each day, but it wasn’t intentional. Do you have any idea how hard it is to run at warp speed while looking at the grown?

Well let me tell you, this bee sting really hurt and it STILL hurts. It could have been worse, he could have stung me on my nose.   I did get my hair done today and Amanda, my groomer could not find the stinger.

Mom and Dad looked but could not find it, so hopefully my paw will stop hurting soon. Just as soon as we find a way of reviving Mom and getting her off the floor (she is such a wimp), I’m sure I am in for a veterinarian visit.

So of course I had to do some research on the subject. Well actually, Aunt Judy did this research for me (Mom’s sitting up now, so I think she is coming around.) Thank you Aunt Judy.

So, remember to hit the print button and put this post in your doggie first aid file. You do have one of those – right? Mom keeps ours in the top drawer of her master filing cabinet, right in the front, before the ABC’s start, because the information is so important. Even the hanging file folder is even red.

Stings from wasps, bees, yellow jackets and ant bites will all cause redness and painful swelling at the site. They will usually only sting on exposed non-fur areas. Gee, they must (wait for it) bee lazy little critters. Seriously, being stung can be a serious situation and I shouldn’t be (oh man, that was so hard not to do) making light of it. This is really interesting, the swelling can also occur in the face and neck area, even though the dog was not stung in those areas.

If your dog is stung many times (I can’t even imagine how that must feel) the absorbed toxins could cause anaphylactic (phew, that is a big word for such a little tyke) shock, especially if the dog has been stung in the past. Continue reading

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Dangerous Dog Treats

Hypnotic DogIt’s the beginning of a bang em’ up holiday week. The Fourth Of July – just in case you didn’t know.  A time for family fun, food and dog treats.

As far as I can see, it’s going to be a problematic week at best, or at least that’s the way it is starting out.

First of all my therapist call yesterday and cancelled my appointment on Wednesday. Some vague excuse about being on vacation and the long holiday weekend. Right, so now I’m stuck for eleven days without having anyone to bark my problems to.

I was snooping around Mom’s desk this morning (teach her to put a cushy easy chair at the end of her desk) and found sticky notes about Titan’s yearly checkup, Titan’s shots, Titan’s grooming and Coco’s overnight visit. Okay, Coco’s visits are always fun, but the rest, I don’t think so. I tried to scrunch them up and push them into the trash can, but that didn’t work out so well.  Do you have any clue how hard it is to get a sticky note off you paws? Nope, I’m definitely not in charge of this long holiday weekend.

I did get a fun new present from Dad last Friday. A bird feeder and seed, for outside the window in Mom’s office. I wonder how many times I will scare the seed right out of those birds by charging the window from that chair.  The birds haven’t found the feeder yet. Seriously how dumb are they – a built in buffet hanging out in plain sight, and they are still pecking around the back yard for food.

shopping cartNow that we are talking about food, I think it is time to talk about dangerous dog treats. The majority of pet parents Continue reading

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Keeping Your Dog Calm During Thunder Storms

stormfromt-sized-for-postKeeping Your Dog Calm During thunder storms can be more stressful for you than your than your dog. It takes time (and several storms) to figure out what works the best. Being born during one of the worse thunder storm and a F4 tornado, has made me kind of an expert on the matter. Thunder no matter how far away sends fear through my veins.

I have my own theory of survival when it comes to thunder storms. One clap of thunder or one flash of lightening, I am movin’ full speed ahead to find a lap to sit my behind down in and a chest to flatten out against, so I can hear a heartbeat.  On that horrific day in 2012 my Momma Doggie told my sisters and me, that if we could hear and/or feel a heart beat, we would always be safe and secure. Oh, and just so you will know, a wind-up alarm clock under a blanket does not count as a heart beat. Continue reading

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How Dog Safe Is Your Office II

busted book photoHow Dog Safe Is Your Office II. Busted! Oh geez, she found my expert chewing toothy work this morning. So much for a peaceful weekend. To make matters worse, the three books I inflicted my special talent on were something Mom calls out of print vintage books. At least now I know what that horrible taste was when I was chewing on them. Glue and book binding materials. Believe me, not a great combination when it comes taste.

So, my question is simple, who would put out of print books on the bottom shelf of anything? If you want to keep your treasures safe, that means paying attention to things that your puppy or dog can reach, especially on the floor level.

Now what is she doing? She already cleaned up my paper mess. It looks like she is spraying something on the books and notebooks. Curiosity has the best of me, so I just gotta go and look. “It’s okay Titan, give it a lick and see how you like it.”  Really, after the snit pitched over the books and now she is saying give it a try. It’s gotta be a trick of some kind.

Water!!!! I need water now! What is that horrible taste? Where is that container, I gotta see what that was she was spraying on everything at eye level. Bitter Apple? Now that is just down right cruel – it tastes horrible. So much for the library bottom shelves for entertainment.

A Few weeks Later and A Few Inches Taller

Now we are talking. I’ve grow several inches and let me tell you, my line of vision is providing a whole new perspective on what I can get into. It is amazing what I can reach when I stand on my hind paws, stretch really hard and stretch out one of my front paws. Bingo, I just scored a pair of glasses laying on Mom’s desk. Oh, there is a remote control, that should be good for some entertainment and chewing. There is a stack of magazines on the corner of one desk, I wonder how long it will take me to get those down? I’m not the smartest pup on the block, but I’m going to go on record and say Mom and Dad have greatly under estimated my abilities.

Hm, what is this, a black handle of some kind dangling over the edge of the desk. One good yank should do it. Look out…incoming, tons of stuff incoming to the floor. Oh wow, this is a huge score, Mom’s handbag. All kinds of things in here. Yea, I found a Milkbone* and a mint. Darn it’s in a wrapper and my paws are not working. Time to resort to my baby teeth. That should do it.

What’s this black leather book? Oh, now I remember,  her Filofax*. This is where she has her life on file. With a flip of the cover I found credit cards to munch on and in another section there are funny looking green and white pieces of paper. Oh my, do they smell good. There are so many scents on them and a couple look brand new. The ring section offers lots of paper pages to chew on.

Now what is this, another black bag with a zipper. I think I may have met my match on this one. After pawing it a bit, it won’t budge. It smells like makeup. I’ll pass, guys don’t wear makeup.

All this human stuff is interesting, but what has really got my attention is all those cords. Gee, there are just so many to choose from. Even though Mom and Dad did a great job of tying them up when I first arrived, now I can reach them and those fancy plastic ties they used. I’ll have to be sneaky about it, but I’m sure I will get around to them soon.

Oh no, snit alert! It seems we do not have Internet service again. Last week it was because of the storms. I can’t imagine what it could be this week. Mom’s talking to AT&T. This might be a good time to just sit back and look really innocent. Phew, so far so good, they have gone through a zillion check lists and everything is working just fine, except the Internet part. Oh no, one more thing to check, the cord between the modem and the computer. What tooth marks? Oh, those tooth marks. Thank goodness, there was an extra cord in the closet.

mailing tubesIt’s time for some serious cord control measures. The lady from AT&T suggested using mailing tubes to string the cords through. Considering my fetish for all things paper and cardboard, I don’t think that is going to be a great option.

cord coversMom found two perfect answers on Amazon, Wiremold C110 White Cordmate Kit and AVF UA180W-A Premium Cable Management (6 Feet Roll Up).

I guess by now you get the idea that keeping ahead of your fur child is going to be an ongoing process. When you get frustrated, stop for a few minutes and remember the unconditional love we give you and know we will outgrow this phase at about age two.

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How dog safe is your home office?

NPW-week-logoIt’s National Entrepreneurship Week, or in my world, National Pawpreneurship Week. How dog safe is your home office? So this today’s post and tomorrows post is going to focus on keeping your home office safe for your fur-children to be in.

I have to say, I have loved my two years in of being a working doggie and best of all – my office. Yes, of course, it started out as Mom’s office, then it became my condo/crate bedroom (for five months) and now it is officially my office and play room. Nothing like moving in and taking over.

Taking over this space didn’t come without some major Titan-inflicted destruction and consequences. If I could find it, it was mine. The first few days went well enough, I was truly too little and scared to find or mess with anything. Mom and dad spent those days crawling around (now there is a word picture for you) looking for everything they could find to put up or at least hide with silk planters, too large for me to navigate. Score one for the home team – Mom and Dad. Trust me, it would be a short lived victory.

imagesOkay, so the really interesting things were out of reach – for now. It was time to move on to the things they didn’t think about. Let me think for a moment…oh right, my first major project was Mom’s Andy Warhol shoe rug. It had this really great black braiding along the edges. Just perfect for sinking my baby paws and teeth into. The fact that it was black definitely played to my advantage, my toothy work did not show up right away. But like all things puppy, that got boring. It was time to move on to bigger and better things. Continue reading

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