Friday, October 7, 2011

Where's the Off Switch?

I think I have a faulty foster dog. Can someone please call the factory and check his model & serial number for recalls?
As most of you know, I am a Great Pyrenees owner. This bred suits my lifestlye and personailty. A little walkies, a snuggle, some kibble and they're back asleep. After a few years they trained me to ignore the constant barking because a leaf fell from a tree three houses down. Yes, they do get the zoomies in the back yard but it's rare and doesn't last long.
My foster on the other paw is a bundle of non-stop wiggles. He is a blue heeler (or ACD mix). Boy, is he having fun herding those pyrs across the yard!?! You've never seen 100+ pounds move so fast! It's funny because he is exercising them for once instead of me. Our 4 walkies a day and hour long play session are getting to me, and I thought I was in pretty good shape. But Starbucks & Dunkin Donuts better invent a "herding breed latte" soon so I can keep up with him!
We've had herding breed fosters before. An ACD named Xman that was adopted out through the Nashville Humane Association, and a Border Collie named Seven who was adopted out to a great family that was younger and had more energy than I do.
I keep hoping one day as I rub bellies just so I can sit still for a minute that I'll find that off switch... I just don't think they included that option on the herders.
 Xman
 Seven
Sonic

If anyone knows it's location or can brew up that herding breed latte, let me know.

Sheila Rinks is the editor of Finding Fuzzybutt Four, producer of the Raising Indiana podcast and shares her home with her husband, 4 Great Pyrenees and 2 very well-fed kitties.

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Thank you for your patience.
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Thursday, October 6, 2011

Raising Indiana Episode 1

Being a pet parent again for the first time in 5 years I realize I have a lot to learn. So I started a series of podcasts to tap into the expertise of the network of people we’ve built along our travels.

From training to nutrition, veterinarian care and psychology, ‘Raising Indiana’ will explore all aspects of puppyhood. The good, the bad, the puppy…

And since the story of Indy started in Bowling Green, KY, the first episode is a conversation with the Executive Director of the Humane Society there, Lorri Hare, a dear friend and long time supporter.  Every Thursday at 7pm EST a new episode will be posted here.




Canine Companions for Independence

My father with Supermax



Canine Companions for Independence






My father was not a big lover of dogs. He liked some, others he didn’t. Growing up I think he tolerated most of the
dogs we owned because of my love for
them, not his. He developed allergic
reactions to dogs, and that curtailed his interaction with most dogs even
more. But not Supermax.






Supermax is my oldest, a pyr-collie mix (we think). When my father first met Supermax I worried
he would be bitten. Supermax was new to
our home and a rescued stray—he didn’t like men. Time went by and my father and Supermax
developed a relationship that rivaled best buddies. My father loved my three other dogs but
Supermax, or simply Max, as he called him was his favorite without a
doubt! And Max loved his “grandpa”!






My father passed away recently, and as the family was
planning his funeral I kept thinking “Daddy would be so pleased to have Max
here with all his other close loved ones.”
I struggled with the idea of letting Supermax attend the service, not
because it has become the trendy thing to do, but because my father loved
him. And, I could just hear my father proudly
saying in Heaven, “Did you know Supermax- a dog-was at my funeral!?!”






Part of me admitted that having Supermax at the service
would comfort and distract me, and maybe other’s from the grim reality of
losing a family member.






That’s where Pam Turner and her Golden Retriever mix, Aragon, come
in. Aragon
is a grief counselor at Turner Funeral Home in Ellwood City, PA. Aragon
underwent several months of training with the nonprofit Canine Companions for Independence; he was then
placed with Turner and began work helping heal broken hearts.






Aragon
is one of only a few dogs that work funeral homes in the country. He sits at the back waiting on family and
friends to stop for a pat or hug.
Sometimes he sits beside family members as they grieve, resting his head
on their lap for comfort. At Turner
Funeral Home almost 95 percent of mourners request Aragon’s presence during services.






Turner says “Having Aragon there is never going to take away
the hurt they’re feeling, but it takes their minds off of it for a little bit.”






In the end, I decided not take allow Supermax to attend his
“grandpa’s” services. Not because he
wasn’t allowed, I thought others would be offended or because “grandpa”
wouldn’t have wanted him there—quite the opposite. I left Max at home that morning because I
wasn’t certain how he would react around grieving family and friends. Dogs are so keyed into our emotional energy
that I did not want to stress him. He
would not have understood why we were sad or what the flowers were for or what
the large casket was, he would have picked up on smells that the humans would
never notice and he would develop that little frown he gets when he’s worried.






That’s why dogs like Aragon, who are specially trained
for Compassion Work and funeral service settings, are a benefit to the business
and mourners.






Supermax and I had a long talk that morning about my father
and how much he loved him. Even though
dogs are not allowed in the cemetery, one day Supermax and I will make a
special trip to my father’s grave and maybe we’ll leave a dog treat for
him. “Grandpa” would find that funny.

http://www.cci.org/site/c.cdKGIRNqEmG/b.3978475/k.3F1C/Canine_Companions_for_Independence.htm


Sheila Rinks is the editor of Finding Fuzzybutt Four, producer of the Raising Indiana podcast and shares her home with her husband, 4 Great Pyrenees and 2 very well-fed kitties.




Are Pets Worth It?

Are Pets Worth it?
Author, Bob McMillan
What’s the deal with dogs?
They’re those shaggy things that loiter around the house, right? They collect fleas.
They shed. You have to watch where you step in the yard with a dog around. They
loll around on your furniture and eat your running shoes. They drool.


Do them a favor and take them for a walk and, unless you’ve spent countless hours
training them, they’ll wrap you around a lightpole or drag you through the
boxwoods chasing cats or squirrels. They knock you down when you come home or
jingle the car keys. They suffer mysterious hearing losses when you say,
“Down,” but whisper the word “food” in the next room and bam, they’re
right at your feet, grinning.

You bath them, groom them, pony up for vet bills and food and treats. If you have
more than one, you become a pro at breaking up spats. Face it, having a dog
means countless hours of work, sweat and money.


Is it really worth all this?

The owners of more than 74 million dogs in America say yes.

That’s because they’re not a burden — they’re our friends. Of all the animals, dogs
understand us best, and we have a pretty good idea what’s going on inside their
furry skulls, too. We relate. It’s a relationship that’s enriched us both for
at least 15,000 years.

The archaeological record is clear. As soon as man settled into farming villages
(and likely for thousands of years before) canines were by his side. Through
history they’ve hunted and retrieved for us, they’ve herded our livestock,
they’ve guarded our wickiups, huts and homes. They’ve gone to war with us.

They’ve been such a part of our culture that Hollywood
made them stars: Lassie, Rin Tin Tin, 101 Dalmatians. The comedian W.C. fields
refused to work with kids or dogs because they stole his scenes.

Fast-foward to 2009. Our lives are hectic, our neighborhoods are crowded, it’s a different world and a different time than when Timmy and Lassie roamed the old family farm. Dog bites and raids on dog-fights and puppy mills are in the news, along
with animal shelters struggling to stay open because of a tide of cast-off
strays.

Now, we still love our dogs and they still work for us. The sniff out drugs and
bombs, they find the lost. Just petting a dog is therapeutic, health
researchers say, and they’re used in hospitals and nursing homes. Some can
sniff out cancer cells.

But today, most of us have dogs not because of the work they do, but because our
lives feel more complete with a shaggy smile in it. Many of us pamper our furry
pals. Americans spent $38 billion last year on their pets, and only about 40%
of that on food. There’s also pet beds, grooming aids, rain coats, car seats
and an array of bones, toys and treats.

We’re pretty smitten, huh. It’s been a good run so far.

But life with dogs in 2009 is increasingly complicated, even in once-rural Putnam County. More of us are wanting to do more with our dogs with less time and less space.
The more we learn about these fascinating creatures, the more we realize what
they’re capable of — and that dog ownership is a major responsibility.

We now know that dogs are social animals. Leaving them tied to a post in the yard
all their lives or stuck in a pen makes them prisoners, not companions. They
thrive on being close to us. And we thrive too.

We know we have to socialize our furry friends, safely expose them to all kinds of
people and surprises so they’ll behave when they go with us. We have to train
them, teach them the rules. And we want to do it in a way so we’re both still
friends.

Keeping them up to date on their shots isn’t enough. With the country overrun with strays, spaying and neutering is becoming the norm. With pet food poisonings in the
recent headlines, we’re becoming more careful what we feed them and many of us
are learning to be animal nutrionists as well as the Hurler of The Frisbee.

The more we learn about dogs, the more fascinating Man’s Best Friend becomes.

Bob McMillan is an editor and columnist with the
Cookeville Herald-Citizen newspaper and lives on a mountain with several giant hounds and wary cats.
This column was originally printed in the Herald-Citizen
in Cookeville, Tennessee.
Please visit http://www.herald-citizen.com/ for more information on the
newspaper. We thank the Herald-Citizen
staff for allowing FFBF to re-print this piece.















Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Adopt-A-Shelter-Dog Month




October is Adopt-a-Shelter-Dog Month. If you haven’t already experienced the joy of dog
adoption, there’s no time like the present to save a K9 life, and upgrade your
own in the process.

Don’t miss this “pawsome” article from
Dogster about Adding a Shelter Dog to Your Life!


About the Author: The author of six books, Julia Szabo writes Dogster’s Living With Dogs column
and is a pet expert for Howcast.com.

SAY Media, Inc. 2011
A Dogster Property










Blue & Cody's Adoption Story



Blue & Cody’s Adoption Story

By Jackie Spano

A little over four years ago I rescued my purebred American Bulldog,
Blue. He was six months at the time, skinny, and covered in ticks and
fleas. The poor baby was being abused by the so-called breeders and
thankfully was saved. I noticed a bump on his face starting to spread
and grow...After 6 months and two thousand dollars at five different
vets Blue received a diagnosis of terminal cancer. I was told there
was nothing that could be done and he would die soon..After only six
months together I was completely in love with this special so my heart
was completely broken. Thankfully, he has overcome all odds and
although the cancer has spread all over his face and neck and now
inward around his heart and lungs...He remains the most loving,
caring, special dog that has ever lived.
Two years and four months ago I decided Blue would like a "little
brother" and decided to adopt again. I was on petfinder and fell in
love with a teeny tiny American Bulldog mix that was in a local
rescue. After fighting a few other applicants, I won and was approved
to adopt the little angel. He was from a small town in Georgia and was
born in the shelter. All his brothers and sisters were euthanized but
luckily for me, the rescue was able to pull him and bring him to
Florida. My husband and I named the little puppy Cody. Blue and Cody
have become best buds and even have their own videos on youtube and
many followers. Search for Blue and Cody 1, Blue and Cody 2, and Blue
and Cody 3 to see them in their starring roles. Blue has many
followers that keep up with him and even helped donate to put him on
the 2012 Cancer Cant Keep A Good Dog Down Calendar by 2 Million Dogs.
Blue has such an amazing story and has overcome a lot, I wish I had
enough time to write it all. I love both my boys so very much.