Heart Like a Dog

The Good, the Bad, and the Oh My God of living with dogs!

Follow-up Friday…Day Two Hundred, Forty One

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Follow-up – “Duck Duck Goose”:

It was brought to my attention by our friends at 2BrownDawgs, that Blue-Green Algae, often times found in lakes, ponds and streams; can be very harmful to our pets.  Here in the northeast many times we refer to this Algae as pond scum.

I believe most people would never knowingly expose their pets to something harmful, but if you didn’t know it was harmful how can you keep them safe?

Once I heard about Blue-Green Algae I went to my trusted internet source Snopes.  Guess what I found?

Nothing.  Nada.  Zip.  Squaduche.

So I went to my next source Google and found one heart-breaking article written by a man who had just had to euthanize his dog because the dog drank water (during swimming) that had been contaminated by Blue-Green Algae.   I tried to find this article again to link up to it, but couldn’t.  I googled “Dog died from Blue-Green Algae” and the search returned pages and pages of articles.

I did find a some state websites that listed Blue-Green Algae as a danger to both humans and animals.  Without going into great detail some of those states were Wisconsin, New York, and Vermont.

I had never heard of this before so many thanks goes to our friends at 2BrownDogs for bringing this to my attention.

Author’s Note – “Rugs Bugs and Sunsets“:

I did in fact run into some young people wearing my screen hat (LOL) but either they were too startled to say anything or they are so used to the weird things people wear these days that it didn’t shock them.

Author’s Note – “What’s Wrong With This Picture“:

Our friend Kristine over at Rescued Insanity had this to say, “If you want some advice on how to perfect the sit-stay, I am more than happy to offer it. But I despise unsolicited advice myself and will not force my annoying suggestions on you!”

Kristine, we would love to have your advice on the sit-stays!

I will throw this out there to all of you, anytime I write about a problem, behavior, trait, training, whatever regarding my dogs, I welcome your insights, thoughts and suggestions.  I can’t promise I will use them, but I am certainly interested in hearing what works for you.  😉

Delilah Needs A Pillow…Day Two Hundred, Forty

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On Tuesday evening Chet said, “Delilah needs a pillow.”

Chet based this idea on the fact that every morning when he gets up, Delilah curls up against his pillow.

If for some strange reason, I get out of bed before Chet, Delilah steals my spot.

So Delilah needs a pillow.

Luckily for Delilah I purchased travel pillows for Delilah, Sampson and I when we went to North Carolina two years ago.  (Hey what else can we do in the car when Chet is driving for 12 hours?)

I went to the closet and pulled out the pillow and placed it on the end of the bed where Delilah sleeps.  She was hesitant at first, but I convinced her to put her head down on the pillow.  She stayed on it for about an hour and then she got up and curled up at the bottom of the bed.

Last night she was convinced again to lie down on her pillow.

I was startled awake at 2:00 am with a sharp bark from Delilah.  After I got up and walked towards the door, I realized Delilah wasn’t coming.  She was standing on the floor staring at the pillow on her spot on the bed.

I threw the pillow on the floor and went back to bed.

Delilah did too.

Delilah doesn’t need a pillow.

What's Wrong With This Picture?….Day Two Hundred, Thirty Nine

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I was going to take advantage of Wordless Wednesday and stick a photo in here, but I made a commitment to write every day for one year and I’m not really doing that if I just post a photo, so here goes.

Can you look at this picture and tell me what is wrong with it?

 

If you said Delilah should NOT be standing, you would be absolutely right!

Here is my problem with this girl, she sits when you tell her to, but she refuses to stay sitting.  I walked over to her no less than five times and re-sat her.

“Sit.” I give her a treat.

“Stay.”

I walk over to the counter and she gets up and walks into the kitchen.  I repeat the process.  So does she.

Now I walk over and re-sit her and give Sampson the treat and tell him “Good Boy.”

“Delilah sit.”  She sits.

I walk away.  So does she.

I did this five times.  I looked her square in her face and raised my voice, “SIT.”  She got up.

I finally sat her and said, “I swear to God, if you move one more time; I will feed Sampson and you will not get your food.”

She sat.   The whole time.

Are you kidding me?  It’s like she knows EXACTLY what I am saying!

 

 

 

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