Blog on an unscheduled break :)

Sorry, I have not been writing. I have been going to many doctor’s appointments trying to find out why I am anemic. After being used as a pin cushion, I am on the way back to good health. Yes, the picture below is truly my arm with an IV stuck in it. I am having iron infused today. This is a 6 hour process. Luckily, I am having it done in a chemo center so the room is quite comfortable, and the techs are fantastic with needles, expect ally in good veins.

Back to Bambi’s progress. She is still having occational accidents on the floor no matter what I try, but I am still looking for the non-standard suggestions. My trainer comes up with new ones. Each time I see her. She is so patient with Bambi and I. Otherwise, She is learning a relatively long list of commands.

Her trainer, Linda at Your Canine Coach, and I have started making videos for her website and future training DVD. We both are learning as we go, but I am enjoying it. I hope she is too. Maybe I can post some samples soon of the videos.

I plan to be on here more often soon.

Confinement after spay….is driving Bambi crazy!!!!

Bambi was spay on Friday of lat week. The technician went over the instructions for her care with me and it seemed straight forward to me…..until we got home.

They said to keep her confined to 10-14 days. The first two days we kept her in our bedroom, with the cat having no access because they love to wrestle. I stayed with her, and was soon finding it hard to sit around that long. On Monday, I called the vets office and asked if she could go on a short walk around the neighborhood. The receptionist came back to the phone with an emphatic “no” from the vet, at least 7 days for a short walk.

Very soon, Bambi was showing her boredom. No matter how much I played gentle tug-a-war with her, or held her or rubbed her belly, she was going nuts. She started nipping at my face, and growling at me when we weren’t playing. She was jumping at me, which has to be worse for healing stitches than a short walk. After 3 days she was peeing in her kennel at night. She seemed to have forgotten ever command I ever taught her, she would not sit, stay, down, quiet, nothing. She was barking randomly for long periods of time.

We are now at 6 days, and I have to say, we are cheating. Her stitches look great, they look healed although I am sure internally, there is still healing to be done. But today, she is going on a short walk, along with some carrying. This is just to get her mind going in the right direction again.

Has anyone else had this much trouble with the recovery from a surgery?

Taking it too fast!!!

Did I mention I have a panic disorder? This weekend I have hit the wall. All that has been required to volunteer for the Red Cross and it being within the Evans Army Hospital has set off my nerves. I tried to take it slow. I told them at the beginning that I just wanted to volunteer a couple hours a week. The Red Cross understood and was thankful for whatever I could give.

Then came the Army…….I started going through the list of things they required. Orientations, security background checks, immunizations….the list goes on. They are used to working with soldiers. Soldiers who’s schedules can be dictated by security and health services. When they have an appointment, it is during working hours and it is their job to be there on time. They are given time by their supervisor to be there and are expected to be there or they get in trouble.

I come along and they start telling me when I will be there for an appointment, when I will return for a second appointment, and then shove me off to the next office who does it again. I have to be home during these times to homeschool my son. Did I also mention, I am not in the Army? I was in the Navy 20 years ago, but that was a long long time ago. I am then caught between walking away quietly and telling someone off with big ugly words that would ruin their day.

I walked away and went home, half way between crying and screaming the whole way home. In my hot little hand is a stack of post-it notes with appointments written on them (“do you understand military time” asked one woman).

I am still homeschooling my son all day, training Bambi in between and taking care of my family at all times. This was too much. I have spend this first day of the weekend calming down and discussing my dilemma with my husband. We came to the conclusion that it is time to back off. I will get the second Tuberculosis test (who does two?) that has to be done two weeks after the first, and cancel the rest until later.

Bambi is not ready for working as a therapy dog yet and will not be for quite a long time. No need to hurry.

Bambi gets spay today

I dropped of Bambi at the vet this morning to be spay. She is just now 6 months old. There is 6″ of snow that hit the ground last night so I was not sure that we would not have to postpone but they were ready and they’re only 1/4 mile down the road.

I miss her already. . They should call in about an hour when she is awake.

Update: Bambi is fine and resting nicely. They told me to keep her from jumping. Hmmmm, working on that in training, but have not been to get that under control, but we will do our best. She also has her new microchip.

God…did it have to be a needle?

(I did not take this picture, Internet)

I had to go get immunizations shots for the Red Cross this morning. It was not so much for the Red Cross but for the Army Hospital. I found records of a couple of them, but since I was last immunized over 20 years ago, there was no Hepatitis B series, and I needed a flu shot, and a Tuberculosis test. I also have to get titers to prove an MMR, and that I had the chicken pix as a child.

My arms hurt. It was not as bad as I worked myself up to believe. Having a panic disorder, needles are not my best friend. I have literally passed out, gone into a seizure, broke the needle off in my arm, and woke up to blood squirting across the room, and nurses scrambling. Today, a couple of sweet Army civilian nurses talked to me while they did it, and I came out fine. Onto the upcoming blood test for the titers. All this to volunteer……

First day of training with the new trainer

Yesterday afternoon was the first class with the new trainer, Linda Brennen, at Your Canine Coach

I got there early, and we talked again about what our goals are for Bambi and I got to meet her dogs, Karl and Missy. Karl is a Bernese Mountain dog and Missy is a Cavalier. Very large, and pretty small, together . Beautiful dogs.

In class, we did not bring dogs (or no one was supposed to), and we learned clicker training from the dog’s point of view. I volunteered to be the dog, for M&M’s….I am not stupid, lol. She decided on some behavior she wanted me to do and then told me to “go to work”. I stood there for a second wondering what that meant, so she gave me a hint and said “just move around until you hear a click”. I walked around the room and when she clicked I came back and got an M&M. I felt like I was not getting it fast enough. As the game went on, I was getting more clicks and they were coming closer together. I finally figured out that she wanted me to drink from the drinking fountain. Whoo hoo!! I got it!!

Next exercise, be the trainer. We split off in pairs and I was working with Linda. I had her pick up a coffee cup from a stack by the coffee machine. She got it faster than I did. Even this part seemed difficult, I was clicking a little late, which was confusing for her, and breaking down her behaviors into a game of “hotter, colder” was confusing for me. But in doing this, I see how two species have trouble communicating, but it is not impossible.

She tells a story of how the clicker training, capturing, and shaping, began with dolphin training. They use a whistle, but the concept is the same. Brilliant….just brilliant!!

I will be going tomorrow to watch her “tricks” class, just to see. On Thursday, we have a single private lesson to evaluate where Bambi is at this point. I think this is going to work out well for Bambi and me.

Using a Kong toy to keep Bambi’s mind active

I recently read a great quote…”a tired dog is a good dog”. I don’t know who said it first, but it is so true. Bambi digs the carpet, or chases the cat if she is not tired. Her breed line was originally herding dogs, although shrunk and ineffective as a Pomeranian, but it is still in there. She has to have a 4 mile walk every day or she is terrorizing everyone, barking and getting into trouble.

I bought the Kong last week so that she would have to work for her food. She gets so excited when she sees it now that I have to have her sit and wait or I won’t even start to stuff it. She now brings it to me when it is empty to be filled again. It is adorable but just one more thing to make her tired at the end of the day.

If you do not have one yet for your dog, I recommend them highly. A little more work at feeding time for the owner, but they love it and it makes them think.