Showing posts with label australian shepherd puppy dog fear aggressoin. Show all posts
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Friday, April 9, 2010

Puppy photos!

Moto sent me another email yesterday - he's got all kinds of cute quirks that he's trying out on the Groblickas. He also sounds like he's still lazy as all heck. Boy dogs!

But he finally learned how to smile for photos and stop looking sad!

Also, where'd his ears go?

No new photos from anyone else, but I did take a couple of the kids here:


Rippa shows off one of her tricks/quirks - she likes to get up on Yishai and ride him while he does pushups.


Daca and Fury - twinsies.


Couch tussel - Rippa's looking pretty awkward these days.


Eatin' the front yard grass.


Approving the new patio furniture.


Dog couch - which is actually the nicest couch I have. The woman sold it to me for $100 because she was having a baby and "we only allow microfiber in this house for babies." Okaaaay.


Have I told you lately how squishably adorable I am?

So Daca's coming right along. She is much calmer than when she got here. She's no longer freaking out about strangers. Yishai and I spend a lot of time evaluating our approach to her. She is so cute, and so nice, and damn amazing in every way that it's heart breaking to see her react the way she does when she's intimidated. But progress is happening. In a little over a week here, she's a much better dog and we're finding our rhythm. Yishai's currently got her on errands and I have Rippa at home. SHe's wandering around our climbing gym and looking at people and totally cool with it. So, yay. Perhaps she can be brought back to be a good wittle dog. 

After all, dogs like Daca are why I bred Fury. I didn't do it to keep a dog for myself, I did it to propagate talent, drive, biddability, loyalty, beauty, and most of all - intelligence. She's all these things and more. She's going to be someone's amazing heart dog that can do anything that person wants her to do and do it well. They just have to accept that she needs her space and doesn't necessarily need to be touched/held/whatever by everyone who wants to do it. I was watching Rippa at a meeting Yishai had at his house. She's very tractable, tolerates all kinds of shenanigans, but she also is allowed to do what she wants - if she's not feeling it, she leaves. I think that's all Daca needs to learn how to do.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Moto's learned to write

It seems that Sam, Alina, and Chelsea the cat have been hard at work with Motzi: he's learned how to write and sends me emails and photos all the time! And he's doing awesome at his new home.

He's doing a great job of adjusting and I am so grateful for my puppy homes that keep me regularly updated.

Patrick's been lame about not sending me oodles of stuff (Kathryn does okay), but I was worried about the incoming Curry/outgoing Moto day so I begged for photos:

So, huzzah!

I will post photos of Curry (though I have changed her name back to Daca, which she still answers to) soon enough, but let me tell you that she is squishingly adorable and totally the same puppy that left. Does all the same funny little behaviors, is sweet, lovey, responsive, biddable, but needs some direction in life. I am definitely glad that she came back instead of staying at her home. 

She's going to have some work done with me, but she should still make someone a bang up puppy once she finds out that being afraid is stupid. She is fear-aggressive with dogs and people, but if both leave her alone, she approaches the on her own accord. I took her to Kathy Warrens and she gave me some good solid advice about what to do with her, and I'll be taking some of my own knowledge and applying it to her (this link shows you the basic plan: https://www.msu.edu/~silvar/fear.htm). 

She's an amazing little kid, though. She does flipping backflips and banks off the couch when she plays, it's cool to see. Talk about agile! She's fitting in great, though she and Rippa had to have some serious words to sort out that she was definitely not the alpha bitch in our household, but we're having fun in the mean time. We took her downtown and she did great walking around with cars and people and sirens, and then I took her to a bike demo and she slept through the noise and jostle and craziness, so not too worried. She just needs some space.

One thing I've learned from all this is that if I have a litter again, I will keep them for twelve weeks. Rippa, Moto, and Emma seem a lot more mature than she does. I think all the walks and gradual exposure did a lot for them in making them super stable. Moto kind of buffs at things he doesn't understand but gets over it. Rippa is friendly (with some reserve, but interactions are fine, she just may not jump out of her skin over it) and calm, same with Emma. I feel like had Daca benefited from that extra time with us, she'd be a different story than she is right now. 

Anyway, there's the realities of breeding. I had to break someone's heart, and I'm no longer empty nested. She's fun, though, and I have seen HUGE improvements in her since she got here two days ago. Just needs to know her place and learn that stranger interaction is not so bad.