Yeah, you’d think we lived in Illinois – and it is cold out! In November, I mean really? Luckily I work from home and the dogs and I can snuggle down and stay in mostly. We are delicate hothouse flowers and do not like the cold. Between that and the workers in my back yard, well, I’ve gotten a lot of words written. The dogs have gotten a lot of lap and nap time. Life is good when you don’t have bills to pay, I guess!
Working on book five of my Hometown Love series and hope to have it done next week, but then I also am going to my Navy Chief’s Navy ball this weekend. My social life is killing me!
But – the promise of spring and new life is here – I have two little dachshund pups looking for homes. Born 11/8 they will be ready to go home after Christmas. Just in time to wrap a collar and put it under the tree, then get them when the hullabaloo dies down. Do you have hullabaloo at your house or is it a nice laid back holiday there? It will be laid back here this year, due to conflicting schedules we won’t ‘do’ Christmas till January. Strange…
Anyway- here are the boys! $500 – $100 holds with weekly pictures and updates till they are ready to go. One little red and one little black and white one! Contact me on FB https://www.facebook.com/kateskennel/ or email: KateS5@live.com
Today is Friday! I love Friday, I start my Friday off with feeding the dogs, coffee and then the news. On the news show I watch, they play a Polka every Friday morning at 4 am and it kicks off the weekend for the dogs and me!
I mean the dogs don’t care it is Friday. And since I work from home, I really don’t either, but you have to mark time, somehow, right?
Today though, seems like a good place to start something new. I finished book four in my Hometown Love series, and sent it off to my publishers – here are the first two covers:
The third one has been accepted, but no news on it yet, and then I’m crossing my fingers they like number 4!
The last pup in the litter found a home and now I get some breathing room. No new pups due yet and these all start going home next week! They found great homes and I’m so excited for them to spread their wings and settle into their forever homes.
I have been house-hunting, which is nothing like it looks on tv shows. Looking for a few acres in the country for me and the dogs to settle into, for our forever home. You know, till the kids take away my keys and put me in a home. Haven’t found the best place yet. If there is a decent piece of land, the house is horrible and if the house is semi decent, there isn’t enough land. I’m not that picky but if I’m moving, I want it to be right. Moving is going to put a big cramp in my writing time.
So! Now – just in waiting mode. Need to start a new book, waiting on the puppies and looking forward to the house hunting. It feels like a new year! What kind of goals and plans do you have now?
It is finally fall – and I’ve already bought my first Christmas present – you? Hey, I have a big family and need an early start! The leaves haven’t really started but I still have tomatoes turning. Fall green beans that will need picked and onions in the garden.
Puppies aren’t going out a whole lot yet, they are all still hanging with their moms who really do love being outside sometimes. No, they just hang out in the living room and learn to grow up. It’s a puppy thing.
There are a few pups still looking for a forever home!
There is one pure poodle boy, I call him Phillip but he really doesn’t care. Mom is a toy, dad is a mini, and he will be a darling rich apricot color and if he is anything like his folks smart enough to keep you on your toes, and will be in your lap and under your covers. He will be a social show off and a couch snuggling, tv watching snuggle bug. Mine like HGTV, just so you know. He is $600 total with $100 to hold till he is ready to go home.
And then there are the three Crested/Poodle mixes, one white and sable little boy and two girls, one all back and the other black and white. All will be around 20 pounds max and sweet and unusual! Great family companion, therapy dogs or just your best snuggle buddy. Ready to go home early November, just in time for holiday fun! $400, $100 holds.
I recently took a class and met someone who also has doggies – she has a great blog and recently wrote an article about fencing. Now that may not seem exciting or important to you, but I’m having my fence torn down in my back yard in the next couple weeks. No, not my idea, but the power company does what the power wants to do, and they are building a new transformer, so my fence is going.
However, I have a lot of little dogs who need to be safe, so I was very interested in this. I grew up on a farm and built a lot of fence in my day, and poured a lot of concrete. But that has been a few years, so I really appreciated this reminder.
You get a dog breed for a reason – research your breed before you get a puppy or dog.
“The art of training a dog owner.
Dog owner tells me: Hi, my dog pulls on the leash and runs into the woods after deer if I let it off leash.
Me: Okay. What’s the breed?
Owner: A siberian husky mixed with a coon hound.
Me: Okay, so you have a musher mixed with a hunting type of dog?
Me: ok, what are these breeds bred to do?
Owner: well, half of the dog should be pulling and the other half run into the woods and hunt.
Me: Yes. And your problem was?
Owner: it pulls on the leash and runs after wildlife.
Me: yea, it appears that you have a dog meant for pulling and hunting.
Owner: yes, that’s correct. Can you train it out of the dog?
Me: Do you have any interests?
Owner: Eh, yea sure I do. I like to paint and watch movies.
Me: can you consider quitting doing that?
Owner: no, I don’t think I can. But what does this have to do with dog training?
Me: would you consider doing something else that gives you the same pleasure you get from painting and watching movies?
Owner: I mean, sure I can do other things but it’s not as fun.
Me: ok. And what can you offer a musher that is more fun than pulling and a hunting dog that is more fun than hunting?
The dog owner is silent for a while. Owner: That’s a good question. I don’t know.
Me: neither do I.
Owner: perhaps I should had gotten myself a PlayStation?
Me: haha, yea if you dont like hunting or being a lot outdoors training perhaps this dog isn’t for you.
Owner: yea, one should perhaps read up more before getting a dog. But it’s awfully cute!
Me: yes, I understand that.
Owner : it sheds a lot too. My husband goes crazy of all the fur everywhere.
Me: mmm, that’s something you have to deal with.
Owner : yes, it was even hairs in the stew last night.
Me: yea that’s not uncommon.
Owner : but you know what? I met a husky when I was 12. It was so beautiful. Ever since I’ve always wanted one.
Me: too bad you didn’t meet a PlayStation instead.
Owner laughs: alright, I think I’m starting to understand that it’s not the dog that has problems but me.
Me: haha, not much of a “problem”. What you are saying is very common. People with guarding dogs gets angry when their dog growls at strangers. People with sighthounds gets frustrated when their dog comes home with a baby rabbit. People often know too little when they get a dog.
Owner : thanks for the chat. I have learned a lot in 10 minutes.
Me: good luck in the future. There’s a lot we can do to help you in your training with the dog. But The dog will always have a need and joy to pull and hunt.
So I’ve started a new book series and have 2 books in to my publisher so far – the third one is due Monday – we are talking Monday, a week from today….it isn’t even done, and I just got a total rewrite on it. Freaking out just a tiny bit. “How about we take out the holidays and just do generic winter?” Yeah, how about that, since they meet at Thanksgiving and it ends at New Year. See, this is me not panicking. Aren’t I doing it well? Yes, thought so, too. Or. Maybe not.
But! Puppies! I have a couple of those. 6 in fact. Daddy is my naughty mini poodle – mom is Loralie and this will be her last litter. She’s a Chinese Crested and going to get spayed and live the good life of being spoiled and adored and not knocked up.
She has three black and white pups, 2 mostly white like she is – I think they will have a few spots here and there like she does, and one totally black girl, who will look just like daddy. 3 boys, 3 girls.
Born Sept 14th, $400 each, $100 holds till they are ready to be home and in time to eat the Thanksgiving turkey bits you ‘accidentally’ drop on the floor! You know, the turkey I have to go back and take out of my book… Contact me via messenger here or email KateS5@live.com for an individual picture or more information!
“I think he’s deaf.” I’ve heard it more than once from new puppy owners. Sure, there are deaf puppies, but they aren’t common and most puppies aren’t. They simply don’t understand what you want them to do. You know, your mom used to say your dad had ‘selective deafness’ when asked to do something? Yeah, kinda like that. Puppies, despite what you think, aren’t born speaking our language. They don’t know what we want. We help them not understand by giving them mixed messages, often. We don’t mean to do that, but we are only human and it happens.
Teaching a puppy, or an older dog, to come when called is vital. It can literally save their lives. If they slip leash in a parking lot or in a park and take off, a good solid recall can keep them safe. We want them safe. The little buggers have our hearts!
Puppies are easy. They like to follow us around, get under our feet, chew our shoe laces, and stay close. But they don’t know what ‘come’ means, so we need to teach it to them. It seems like we are throwing so much information at them in the first weeks they are home but trust me, they can handle it. ‘Come’ is a simple one. Take a step away, then say puppy’s name and Come. “Henry, Come!” He will. Love all over him and tell him good baby! Coming to you should be a party! And it takes all of ten seconds The idea is to do it ten times a day. You have 100 seconds a day to lay this foundation no matter how busy you are.
Next step is to get him to come when he isn’t focused on you. Puppies sleep sometimes, they run and play and aren’t always underfoot. Or just look away. I pile about 10 to 15 small, tiny treats in a little cup in the mornings. Then throughout the day, when puppy is distracted, call his name to get his attention. ‘Henry!’ when he looks at you, take a step back and crouch down, or lean down if your crouching skills have faded, and say invitingly, ‘Henry, Come!’ Hopefully he will! Then give him that small treat and love all over him. The goal is to have him realize coming to you is the best thing ever! You can even do this when you are out walking. If he’s lagging or sniffing or bounding ahead, stop and get his attention by calling his name, then ‘Come!’ My goal is to have that treat cup empty by the end of the day because I’ve called him that many times.
When you are certain you have a good strong foundation, practice some more. Remember, you are the reward, treats help, sure, but coming to you is the best part. Love on puppy every time. Never call him to come to do something he doesn’t like too much, like putting him in the crate or room so you can leave for the day, or give him a bath (unless he likes those. Mine aren’t wild about them, but some love them.) If you have to do that, play with him or love on him for at least 30 seconds before you do the nasty thing.
A frustrating thing dogs learn is to tell time. They know our schedules and know how we act when we are going somewhere. Many dogs will deliberately not come when they know we are leaving. I mean, would you? So start calling puppy about five minutes before you have to leave. When they do come, give a treat and a love, and let them go again. Then do it again. And again, until it is actually time to go. They can count, so don’t do it the same amount of times every day, but change it up. Keep laying that foundation of coming to you is the best choice they will ever make. Never call them to scold them. Be the best choice they made all day. Coming to their best friend!
I work in social media, supposedly. I blog. I facebook. I write books that are e-published! I’ve even been known to tweet now and then – I mean, I amaze myself at what I do! However, I’m taking a marketing class and apparently I know nothing about social media. Nothing, I tell you.
But suddenly I find out I need to do things like Instagram, Pinterest, Twitter and I have yet to figure out what you do with Pinterest. I logged on there once about five years ago, promptly forgot my password and never went back. But I have a new one. What does one DO with a Pinterest account? Am I supposed to…pin things? I have a cork board over my desk for that. And pretty push pins. https://www.pinterest.com/kateskennel/ But I have one. Don’t bother clicking. I don’t know what I’m doing. Yet.
Instagram – you have to use that on your phone. You know – the #stupidnewphoneIhate It actually called 911 the other night. Butt dialed them, apparently. It sends out random incoherent messages even though I have a code to unlock it so it doesn’t do that. I don’t hear it half the time when it rings and can’t actually answer it most of the time when I do. But I’ve figured if I plug it in, walk away and ignore it, we get along fine. https://www.instagram.com/kateskennel/
Now Facebook – that one I’m comfortable with. Whew! https://www.facebook.com/kateskennel I’ve probably chatted with many of you on there. I like it. I can do it on my laptop and type at you with two hands instead of one finger like on the phone. I talk better with all my fingers.
I have been told probably a hundred million times over the course of my career that ‘it is all how you raise them’. Meaning if the dog misbehaves, it isn’t the breeds’ fault, but the owners, and sure, in some ways that is true. Most dogs, raised properly are wonderful. Some, like kids, just aren’t. You can have 6 kids raised the same, and one can go off the rails.
You get a dog breed because you like that dog breed. You don’t get a dachshund and expect it to be a lab. For one thing, most labs you can house break in 48 hours, if you are diligent. Dachshunds are going to poop behind the couch for a year because, ewww, wet! Cold! No interest in going out after that!
You get a beagle and if he takes off running after that squirrel, yeah, he kinda was bred to do that. Your – well, here is a pretty good run down of some of the breeds and ‘their’ though processes:
How Many Dogs Does It Take to Change a Light Bulb?
Golden Retriever: The sun is shining, the day is young, we’ve got our whole lives ahead of us, and you’re inside worrying about a stupid burned-out light bulb?
Border Collie: Just one. And I’ll replace any wiring that’s not up to code.
Dachshund: I can’t reach the stupid lamp!
Toy Poodle: I’ll just blow in the Border collie’s ear and he’ll do it. By the time he finishes rewiring the house, my nails will be dry.
Rottweiler: Go Ahead! Make me!
Shi-tzu: Puh-leeze, dah-ling. Let the servants. . .
Lab: Oh, me, me!!! Pleeeeeeze let me change the light bulb! Can I? Can I? Huh? Huh? Can I?
Malamute: Let the Border collie do it. You can feed me while he’s busy.
Cocker Spaniel: Why change it? I can still pee on the carpet in the dark.
Doberman Pinscher: While it’s dark, I’m going to sleep on the couch.
Mastiff: Mastiffs are NOT afraid of the dark.
Hound Dog: ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
Chihuahua: Yo quiero Taco Bulb.
Pointer: I see it, there it is, right there…
Greyhound: It isn’t moving. Who cares?
Australian Shepherd: First, I must put all the light bulbs in a little circle…
Old English Sheep Dog: Light bulb? Light bulb? That thing I just ate was a light bulb?
German Shepherd: I’ll change it as soon as I’ve led these people from the dark , checked to make sure I haven’t missed any, and make just one more perimeter patrol to see that no one has tried to take advantage of the situation.
Bull dog: Just one but it takes them three years.
There is a difference in dog breeds, and how they act. Yes, it is how you raise them, but then we get what I call, The Old Shep Syndrome. “Old Shep would never, Old Shep always.” Their old dog, of the same breed, didn’t act this way!
Dogs are people, too. They have their own personalities and their own ways of doing things. While, yes, breeds have their own special quirks and traits, they will all be different, and that is to be celebrated!
Today, let’s celebrate two little dachshund girls looking for their forever homes. They will want to bed sleep, and snuggle on the couch while you watch tv, follow you to the bathroom, will cry when they are left alone and dig holes in your yard. They will want covered up when it’s cold and if they are like their mom, will not want to go outside in the rain. But – they will give you all their love and what more can you want from a dog? That is their greatest purpose in life.
Today we are saying good bye to a friend. Most of you know that when you decide to get a young pup, I send home weekly pictures and updates till baby is ready to go home. One thing I often use is a picture of a soda can for sizing. Everyone knows how big a soda can is, even if you don’t drink soda. “Baby is a can and a half big this week!”
I have a couple shelves where I keep cloths, toys, and things for backdrops in the pictures. I keep that can (and a couple others) there too. Take the pictures, can goes back on the shelf. Anddddddd apparently I’ve been doing that for a long time. Someone told me this morning that the picture I sent yesterday, the can was from 2015….. and was the puppy real? She wasn’t saying I was a scammer, but something was off.
And my cheap camera apparently is set on a wonky date. I didn’t even know it dated pictures! I knew it had a date setting, but since I can’t figure out how it works, I never paid any attention to it. And we all know I am struggling hard with the new fancyphoneIHate. I need one of the grandma phones with the big numbers and the easy workings. Do I ever get one? noooooo……So I take pictures with the cheapo camera. That obviously has a date setting!
So, while there is not much I can do – or care to do, truthfully, about the date setting on my camera, today I am officially retiring my beloved can of Dr. Pepper. There has been at least one puppy named after it. “The kids want to call puppy Pepper, because there was a can of Dr. Pepper in the picture.” “Aren’t you glad it wasn’t a can of Bud Light?” “Our cat is named Miller…” I still love that!
But, the can has worked hard. Done its canly duty and is time for retirement. Plus the recycling is being picked up today. One more picture for posterity…
Unless someone cuter shows up on my radar, this is probably going to be the replacement. It expires in November. Someone remind me in a year or two, okay?