February 28, 2012

Routines, repetition, and possible monsters under the bed....

I wrote this blog in my head while in the shower this morning (a few days ago now).

 I keep thinking about my training.
thinking and thinking...

Not about the behaviors I train. Not about the nuances or the specific movements that must be just right,
like practicing those contacts or front crosses till they are just right. But about ruts and routines, anticipations and confidence.

You possibly have heard me mention that Surf is a thinker. He is NOT a caution to the wind kind of dog. He is built like a mini border collie and will play like one but he does not have the RA gene (reckless abandon). He likes routine (he lets us know when it is time for bed). He is cautious about strange people and places. He was very worried about people (except his 'person' that he is a die hard manic for) when we got him at 5 months. He liked dogs not people. (warning generalization about to happen) Some 'agility people' suggested that was fine, he didn't need to like others, just me. It would help his focus. Unfortunately, we are not that kind of family. I have a husband that is not dog savvy and kids. We are a very active family and meet and greet a lot of people in a lot a places. I have in-laws that are not dog 'comfortable' and it is very important to me that our dogs be good members of the household so we can host a lot of gatherings with family and friends.
He is now wonderfully socialized to both people and dogs. As long as he doesn't think you might pick him up, your cool. Did I ruin him for

February 21, 2012

It was the best of times, It was the worst of times......

Things have been really crazy around here. There was the agility meltdown weekend. Then I promptly left the next Friday for Florida and a family reunion with both kids in tow.

It was a great weekend filled with extended family, great food and cold weather for Fla. On our last day it finally warmed up enough to take the kids to see the Gulf of Mexico for the first time. Rayce insisted on bringing home some sand for daddy to feel since he didn't get to go. They insisted on swimming in the pool on Saturday, they lasted 15 minutes before they were blue Popsicles, lol. Silly snow birds. More on this later....

Well, made it home, only to run off for another

February 15, 2012

Happy Birthday!!!!!!!

Happy Birthday to one of my four footed children Rocket. He turned 13 years old today and although not in the best of shape he still manages to boss all the other fur kids around.
MACh Brookfield's Goodnews Rocketman is his official name but around here he is know as Doodle Bug. He can't hear so well anymore (which is really helpful since he barks less) and his Lymes disease keeps him a little stiff in the body but he still likes to play if food is involved. Here he is in his younger days.

Rocket went to a home as a puppy until he was around 2 y/o.

February 10, 2012

Get a Dog...........

The Prophet
By Khalil Gibran
#373

A young woman stepped forward from the throng and asked, "O great prophet, tell us how we might find love that is unconditional, unwavering, and unending?"

The Prophet did not answer right away. He looked off into the distance and gathered his thoughts. Silence descended upon the crowd. Then he turned his gaze upon the young woman and said, "get a dog."




Chuck Lorre is a writer and producer of some sitcoms. Two and a half men, The Big Bang Theory, and others I can't think of.  If you remember, I love my DVR and because of this capability I found a funny little quirk that Chuck likes to add to the end of his shows. I began noticing a flash of white screen at the end of the show, I kept wondering what it was. I finally paused at just the right time, you know what, Mr. Lorre likes to add what he calls a "vanity card" to the end. It is like his own personal blog that flashes by in an instant and you can only read if you can pause it. They are so insightful, thought provoking, and just plain funny. The above card I just had to share. Too true and hysterical!!!! Enjoy!

February 8, 2012

A shot in the arm from an unexpected source........

If you have taken the time to read the about me page then you know that in my other life I am a Speech Therapist by trade. I like my job very much because I like helping people so very much. It is my calling, it is a core drive, it is the little voice in my being, and it makes me feel so very good. I worked in a hospital setting for about 5 years. I loved being in the hospital. Conferring with Dr.s, walking into a room with a family that was in panic and being able to provide information or education and seeing the panic start to recede. Working with the infants in the NICU (neonatal intensive care unit) and wearing my lab coat and stethoscope. My areas of specialty/ joy is feeding therapy and augmentative communication. There is nothing better than being in an xray room covered in barium or playing with the latest technology to help a person speak. For the last 4 or 5 years I have worked in the public school setting. I like this also since I still get to help kids and their parents, I enjoy my colleagues, and you just can't beat the schedule!! I LOVE summers off!! The decision to change was hard but I wanted to spend more time with my children while they still liked me. I didn't want to miss their growing up working 40 hours a week. I don't get to do feeding therapy but I do still get to do augmentative communication.

This week I received an email from a lady asking if I had worked at a hospital about 5 years ago and did I remember her son? Below is the email she sent me after I responded (with her permission).

February 7, 2012

Epic Failures on many fronts..........

Well....


I'm stalling....


Stalling a little longer....


I don't want to write this post....but if I don't I will not be able to resist crawling into my little shell never to return again.


I must get these thoughts out or they will do some serious damage.


This weekend was..........I'm not sure how to put it into words.


I don't want to say, I'm afraid you'll feel

February 2, 2012

Beautiful weather and keeping the panic at bay.....

The weather up here in the North East has been absolutely beautiful. The past weekend and for the last two days it has been over 60 degrees. Amazing for this time of year and I LOVE it. I even cracked open one or two windows just so I could smell the spring like air in our stuffy winterized house. This has led to many days spent outside with the kids and dogs. I spent the last two days running at break neck speed over to our clubs training fields to 'get in some agility' practice after work and before the kids get off the bus.
Yesterday, after leaving work, stopping at various stores for daily supplies, picking up the kids off the bus, gathering all the dogs and kids into the car, going to the agility practice field, running Surf, Rayce ran Rocket, Gidget goes where she wants, we stopped at a pharmacy to pick up a support for my ankle, then home to start dinner, leave before dinner is finished for physical therapy (on said ankle) and return to scarf down cold dinner. As I was walking through my home I began to notice that it looks like I have 12 dogs in residence not three. There are hair puppies beginning to grow in the corners. I also couldn't use my full length mirror this morning to check and see if my big rear end was still present since the pile of dirty laundry was in the way and this morning all of the dishes from last nights dinner were still present. Hmmm, I think I may have to spend a little time with my home, it is looking neglected. Of course, it would be really nice if one of the other three residents of our home would pitch in and help (you can interpret this as why didn't my hubby do the dishes at least for me? I can't expect the 8 and almost 6 year old to handle it).

I have a trial this weekend.............
I have a trial this WEEKEND.......
I have a TRIAL THIS WEEKEND...

Ok breathe....

Am I prepared, not really but the plan for this weekend is