Monday, November 27, 2006
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Mortification in Aisle 5
But today, we spontaneously decided to pop in to Pet Quarters to give Murphy some dog distraction work while we were out running errands. (Murphy came along for the car ride.)
Almost immediately, we saw a fluffy small dog. When it spotted Murph, it began yapping excitedly as it strained to get off its leash.
To his credit, Murphy sat, looked and maintained a sit/stay without seeming rattled at all.
"Mommy," Andrew exclaimed, "Murphy is being so good!"
"But that little doggy over there is being very, very bad!" Andrew continued, in a voice that would carry across football fields.
GEB really needs to come up with a command for "Flee!" Which we did.
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Entirely too smart for his own good
Seems that Murphy had somehow managed to get himself out of his crate, and was prancing about, looking quite full of himself. I'm guessing that I must not have latched through both loops and he might have used his nose to nudge it open. It appears he went to the laundry room and ate the cat food before starting up the stairs. I'm sure he wasn't out long, as I don't see how he could contain the exuberance too long.
I couldn't really be mad. My mistake, and as I said, if dogs do have emotions, he was quite proud of himself.
I'd say it's about time for him to go to New York. He's getting too smart to handle.
Other miscellany ....
He had his last sleepover with Nina. We knew he'd be crated almost all day with us going to Boston to pick up Ben, and she wanted to see him again, anyway. She really thinks he will pass IFT.
Saturday, November 18, 2006
It's a dog, dog world
We had to run a gauntlet of border collies doing agility and yapping Shelties to make it to the booth, but once we got there and he got to collect himself behind a table, he settled in just fine. we were there 2 1/2 hours, with him in jacket, and people raved over how well-behaved, quiet, and handsome he was. He, of course, was in fine form, basking in the attention.
Best of all, Carol said he was doing great and said that she thought he'll pass IFT.
Of course, I spent the whole day talking to dog lovers who said they'd love to raise ... but how in the world could they ever give him up? I hope I gave them good answers with the cheerleader smile.
Carol putting Murphy through his paces.
Murphy in the car. He was sound asleep and snoring on the floorboard within 20 minutes of leaving. Thinking is hard work!
Friday, November 10, 2006
Monday, November 06, 2006
Keeping things interesting
Yes, ignore the pooch and now he will plant and muster his newly deep voice and bark for attention. This is not nice (although I should stress that it's more of an occasional annoyance than a full-blown crisis).
I thought at first that he was doing this because I'd been away at a seminar in DC, and he was a bit clingy when I got back -- as opposed to say, Andrew, my flesh and blood, who merely said, 'Oh, Mom's back.'
But nope, I'm thinking that Murphy just has an innate sense of how to keep things interesting, and how to not let me ever get too confident or too zen.
Thursday, November 02, 2006
Puppy Evaluation Report By : BessieSheehan Canine Development Center Guiding Eyes for the Blind
DOB: 9/15/2005 www.cdc.guidingeyes..org
Sire: Farrell Dam: Wella
Eval Date: 10/21/2006
Overall score: sniffs , vocal, and scratches when unsure, does better with repeated exposures,Wiggly w/ body handling
Confidence:UP came right up to all 3 x , tight and tense in traffic, (I'm not sure I agree with Bessie here), emptied on walk, (when in doubt, Murphy poops) grates fine, regular stairs fine, OB stairs rushes initially
Noise : good reaction to dumpster banging (One would hope with all the work I've done on that!)
Control factor: needs an attentive handler--scavenges when walking (Translation: In a home with a 5-yr-old, Murph gets more crumbs of real food than he should, and he's looking for it)
Dog reaction: Vocalizing whiney when unsure
Energy: higher energy when the activity and distraction is high
Distraction: high distraction to stuffed dog-- hard to refocus back to midline (Translation: He mauled Fred the stuffed dog quite gleefully)
Has it really been a year?
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
6 weeks and counting
In other words, six more weeks.
I'd write more, but I'm kind of choked up. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I knew this was coming.
I should note that I just got back from a business trip and Murphy missed me more than Andrew did.