Showing posts with label Celie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Celie. Show all posts

Sunday, May 17, 2009

beast eyes and belly of the beast




Thanks to Chloe for these photos.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Elma BOB photo




She makes me so happy I grow extra chins. sigh.

Monday, May 4, 2009

Elma

It was a great weekend. Wonderful to see good friends. Some I haven't seen in a while. Others are becoming family. I had my first experience handling more than one dog as I had both Pan and Celie entered.

My luck in the ring seemed to go with the weather. Saturday was a constant downpour. Nothing for us that day. Big congratulations for Megan and Greta and for Secret though. We still had fun in spite of the weather. And I got to go back to my "hotel," my home away from home, and take a nap.

Sunday was unexpectedly bright and beautiful. Mark handled Dash to WD (and later to BOW & BOS) and Kim Kiefer handled Mirage to WB. The mad rush to switch Pan for Celie (henceforth known as Squealie as she whined the whole time I was in the ring with Pan) and we went in for Best of Breed. All the competitors are excellent movers. Some judges don't like it when we "go plaid." (Sorry another Spaceballs reference.) We were kindly asked by Judge Patricia Trotter to slow down and go around the ring again. And Mrs. Trotter picked out Celie.

As tired as I was and as much as my back was hurting, it was an honor to take Celie into group. I am especially grateful Kim and Mark hung around to support us. There was no time to go back home and get back in time but waiting for 3 hours is a long time. They are the bestest friends a girl can hope for.

Celie is an awesome girl. I hardly have to groom her at all and she loves the show ring and me so much she just simply can't contain herself. I'll get to test her out in her first rally this Saturday but it's not much of a test for her as it is for me. She will do anything I ask of her.
Except maybe to be quiet. Oh well, nobody's perfect and I guess that's why we have them debarked. Hmmmm.

Monday, March 16, 2009

inside as good as outside


Well, Kim Shira and I are very happy... puppies planned for Autumn 2009. heehee!

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Well I think she's special.





I included 2 side views because I like them both for different reasons. It's been a while since she's practiced her showgirl stuff but I think she's still got it. And then some.

happy birthday.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Not a puppy any more







Two years ago a little gwrach came into the world. Way too smart for her own good...

she quickly grew into a stunning... and mouthy... beauty. My kinda girl.

New pictures coming soon.

Monday, January 5, 2009

hard recall

When my dogs call do I come? That's not a grammatical error.

Getting a dog to come when it's called is so important to its safety.
I have been wanting to do it since forever but unsure of myself and not wanting to do more damage than good I blamed my lack of time, lack of energy, the weather.
But enough is enough.
I recently got some advice (thank you Mark Thorson!) on exactly how to teach this vital training. I purchased a long length of rope. Ok so 100 feet of it may have been a bit excessive but I wanted to have it long enough so they'd forget it was there. A snap clip was attached to one end. That, a greyhound collar and some cheese and I was ready.
I started with Kayla. I have to admit I thought it was going to be days and days of working on this. I say this because I trained her to gait by jogging with her and making her stay at a trot. Keeping her from galloping was almost more than she could stand. Took a full mile before she could calm down and just gait properly.
This, however, piece of cake. I let her run and told her "Go!" She took off. About 25-30 feet away and I said, "Come!" She ignored me but I yanked on the rope, not too gently. I wanted to send a clear message that I was serious. I was advised that in this particular situation to drag her if necessary. Fortunately, going that far wasn't necesssary. I kept saying "Come" all the while pulling on her lead. When she got close enough I gave her a piece of cheese and lots of lovin.'
Then all over again with "Go!" and off she went. Over and over and within 5 or 6 times she understood what was expected.
That was yesterday.
Today. She needed a reminder the first time. This time we weren't in the pasture but on the driveway and when the dogs have gotten out they run off up our driveway and down the private road. The full 1/2 mile!! She thought, I'm sure it was time for one of these adventures. "Come!" No? Yank. Oh I see. You mean it here too. After that she came every time.
It's best to work with only one dog at a time and then when they have it solid move on to the thrill of having a cohort. So in the future I will try to share how training two or three at once works out.
1/2 dozen times with her. Started Celie on this training then too. And after Pan (aka Panda) and I worked on show handling. Put everything away and looked at the clock. 1/2 an hour. Um my excuse of not having enough time just bit the dust.




My dogs teach me that obstacles disappear when I stay focused on what really matters.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Wowsa, if I do say so myself







Celie could have stood a bit more grooming. They both could but we were running out of daylight.
Thank you to Kim Kiefer and Mark Thorson for your help with getting these wonderful photos.

Celie is nearly 18 months.
Tarren is 4 and 1/2 months.

I am so thrilled at how these two are developing. I am one lucky girl.

Friday, December 21, 2007



Tada!