What a day!! First, Mom forgot to feed me breakfast! Can you believe that?!?!? I was shocked! Then, they left Foley and I at home. I did get one cookie stuffed toy, but that is NOT enough!
BIG Downs!
Then, 5 hours later, they came home tired and dirty. Mom got cleaned up and she and I left the house.
Up!!
We got to the Marin Humane Society and she shoved me in a crate that was too small for me (a boy needs his space!)
Down!
Then I got out! Cabana's Mom was there! I'm pretty sure Cabana was there too, but I didn't get to play with her.
Down!
Leash on and the lady in charge started playing with me. Shoving a treat pouch of yumminess on my nose, then she scampered off.
Up!
Then, Mom walked me out. We walked up and down the isle. I could smell where the yumminess was. Totally brought back all those puppy meetings when I could NOT take something yummy when it was RIGHT THERE! I got worried.
Down.
The silly lady called me to where the box with the yumminess was and offered it to me from her hand.
Up!!!
I still thought I was being set up and had trouble letting go of my rules.
Down.
I got to do the whole thing over. I still kept checking in with Mom, hoping she would tell me what do to. Silly lady said that was cause I remember all my Guide Dog puppy stuff. This time, I did find the box of yummies and ate them, mostly on my own.
Up!
I got to have 2 more turns at these scenting runs.
Up!
By my last turn (5th and 6th runs)I was as much of a rock star as Cabana! (I did much much better without a leash. It was like I wasn't trying to figure out what Mom expected out of me any more)
Up!
On run 5, I was super fast in finding the Salami!
Up!!
On run 6, I could tell the silly lady had the bag of salami in her hand, so I kept going to visit her (that was the game, right?? Find the salami!) But, even though I was SUPER excited to see her, she wouldn't give me any salami!
Down.
But, around 34 seconds in to my run, I caught the scent on the draft of air. I follow it out and come back around to put my nose in the right box. Yeah me!
Up!!!
Now I'm sleepy. Watch these videos of my last two run while I sleep.
Wags,
Dagan
(Video: Run 5. Dagan runs down the line, greets the instructor, turns back to the line of boxes, sniffs the closest box, skips sniffing a chair, then takes one step past the actual scent box on a chair, skids to a halt and dives into the scent loaded box.)
(Video: Run 6. Dagan runs our, right to the instructor, who holds the salami bag up over her head. Dag turns back to the line of chairs and boxes, catches a wiff about 7 seconds in, follows the draft of air leading back to the instructor. Tries the instructor again. Swings by the chair the previous scent box was on and circles back to the instructor. Turns away from her, sniffs the lower box "catching" catching the scent pool and follows the air draft catching the scent for about 3 steps before he circles back to the actual scent box)
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Some People Are Mean!
Can someone please tell my dad to stop teasing me?? He gets me with that fake throw EVERY time! Ugh!
And sorry my video is sideways!
(Video: offscreen, John fake throws the chuck-it squirrell and Dagan takes off running. He stops and looks back. Then it is actually thrown and Dag pounces on it)
And sorry my video is sideways!
(Video: offscreen, John fake throws the chuck-it squirrell and Dagan takes off running. He stops and looks back. Then it is actually thrown and Dag pounces on it)
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Sunday, March 6, 2011
A Letter of Apology...
To Whom It May Concern,
I am deeply sorry that my friend Katra and I have been at it again. It seems that, when we are left alone together, we bounce ideas off one another until we come up with the best idea yet. I understand that you may disagree with my thinking on this. But, we have done playing. We have romped. We have tugged. We have spun in circles. But, as we grow up, we have felt like we need to expand our horizons. We've been chatting about it for a while. Raiding the crock was fun. Sorting the trash was even more fun. But, today was the best idea we have had yet.
10 pounds of flour makes a LOT of fun! First, we painted the pantry floor with it, then into the spare room and into the kitchen. Hey, we were nice enough to leave paw prints where ever we went so it was easy to see where cleaning was needed. Then there was the long jump competition - jumping across the bathroom floor (not leaving a single sprinkle of flour) onto the brown bath mat. Flour paw prints made it easy to see that I had won! Did you know that dog drool helps flour turn to glue?!?! Oh yeah, of course you do. You had to do the clean up. Sorry about that! But just think, now your carpet is vacuumed and almost all the hardwood in the house has been swept, scrubbed and steamed to a shiny clean. That wouldn't have happened today without our help, right??
I must admit, the whole thing was pretty tiring. (Especially that part when Katra and I got locked outside while the cleaning started). It took a lot of stamina to spread the flour all the way to the front door. Our paws are really quite small in comparison to the amount of floor we covered. It was good to be able to take a rest once all our handy work was taken care of.
So, I am sorry that we got bored with the same old, same old and came up with a new way to have some fun. We will attempt to find an activity that requires less cleaning on your part next time. We promise.
Wags,
Dagan
PS That flour sits like a rock in the gut and makes it tough to get up and heft yourself out of the car. Thought you should know that, just in case you get a hankering to consume large quantities of flour.
I am deeply sorry that my friend Katra and I have been at it again. It seems that, when we are left alone together, we bounce ideas off one another until we come up with the best idea yet. I understand that you may disagree with my thinking on this. But, we have done playing. We have romped. We have tugged. We have spun in circles. But, as we grow up, we have felt like we need to expand our horizons. We've been chatting about it for a while. Raiding the crock was fun. Sorting the trash was even more fun. But, today was the best idea we have had yet.
10 pounds of flour makes a LOT of fun! First, we painted the pantry floor with it, then into the spare room and into the kitchen. Hey, we were nice enough to leave paw prints where ever we went so it was easy to see where cleaning was needed. Then there was the long jump competition - jumping across the bathroom floor (not leaving a single sprinkle of flour) onto the brown bath mat. Flour paw prints made it easy to see that I had won! Did you know that dog drool helps flour turn to glue?!?! Oh yeah, of course you do. You had to do the clean up. Sorry about that! But just think, now your carpet is vacuumed and almost all the hardwood in the house has been swept, scrubbed and steamed to a shiny clean. That wouldn't have happened today without our help, right??I must admit, the whole thing was pretty tiring. (Especially that part when Katra and I got locked outside while the cleaning started). It took a lot of stamina to spread the flour all the way to the front door. Our paws are really quite small in comparison to the amount of floor we covered. It was good to be able to take a rest once all our handy work was taken care of.
So, I am sorry that we got bored with the same old, same old and came up with a new way to have some fun. We will attempt to find an activity that requires less cleaning on your part next time. We promise.
Wags,
Dagan
PS That flour sits like a rock in the gut and makes it tough to get up and heft yourself out of the car. Thought you should know that, just in case you get a hankering to consume large quantities of flour.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
I cannot tell a lie...
(Picture, Dagan and yellow lab Katra lying down with a giant pile of rubbish. Shredded paper, zip locks, napkins, and and and)
Wags,
Dagan
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Monday, February 28, 2011
Finally!
OK, Foley finally got his act together! You can read him at Foley's Foibles: Big Adventures of a Little Dog
Now, I can return to my previously scheduled programing. Yippy!
Wags,
Dagan
Now, I can return to my previously scheduled programing. Yippy!
Wags,
Dagan
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Stay Tuned!
Foley has started working on his blog. It will be up soon! Then, I can get back to my normal adventures!
Wags,
Dagan
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