Good Choices, Good Nutrition…by Lisa Harmon

It’s been a little while since I’ve put up a post here, and I hope your holidays were enjoyable. We got catching up to do!

I’ve been knitting and crocheting alot, and the more sedentary I’ve become the more my fatigue and fibro has bothered me. I have to be careful not to get too much physical activity, but it seems I’ve not been getting quite enough activity, either. That, combined thwith what I believe will be a year of higher costs of living vs a fixed income… I’m motiviated once again to re-start building my veggie garden.

I’ve got my landscape fabric, and I’m buying 1/2″ chat to create the walkways with. It’s cheaper than mulch and I don’t have to add more every year or two. If I can get the fabric down this month, I’m hoping by March the existing grass will have died down under it, and I can use my small Mantis tiller to work in some compost and stuff.

My body can stand up to moving one or two loads (half a ton each) of chat one day, and resting the next okay. Of course, the pain levels go up, so I’ve gone to the maximum 3 a day of the generic gabapentin (Lyrica type med), and that makes it managable. At least for awhile.

I’m hoping to reduce my grocery bills, yes, but I don’t use a bunch of chemicals and sprays if I can help it. And I use organic fertilizers and such. So my own veggies are healthier and more nutritious than what I can get at the store without going broke buying organic.

Got my fingers crossed that I can get a decent sized garden going this spring. Getting the right amount of exercise when you have FMS/CFS is a bit of an art! Each person is different, and needs to listen closely to their body’s signals.

I know this is a “dog blog”, so here’s my transition from personal to dog: getting the right amount of exercise and good nutrition for your dog is just as important, and just as much of an art! Poor nutrition and either not enough or too much exercise can be a cause of health problems like obesity and allergies. It can also be the culprit in behavioral problems such as destructive chewing or hyperactivity.

Dogs can’t talk verbally, but they do communicate! Learning how to read your dog’s behavior and physical reactions may not always be easy, but boy can it help treat and prevent problems. For instance, I personally don’t allow my dogs to run wild in the house, such as having zoomies or leaping on and off the furniture. If I got a puppy doing that, it’s time for a good run OUTSIDE.

1337040162_dd8378c302_oI know some folks who think that’s okay, or just normal puppy crazies, but a giant dog on a rampage can do serious damage to flooring and furniture, and you too. Not okay with me! Out we go, right now.

My philosophy is there is a place for hard exercise, and a place to play more gently. Dogs can quickly learn what we do here but not there, so if you start them as puppies running and zooming in the yard, but chewing bones and playing less exhuberantly with squeekies inside, they will usually continue that throughout their lives.

If a dog feels free to run on a rampage indoors, it can not only damage your home and belongings when they weigh 150+ pounds, it can damage you. I don’t like it, and I think it’s just not a good idea to allow. Especially if there are children in the house.

But they do need a place to really stretch their legs, and a good sized patch-o-grass is ideal. Lots of studies prove that exercise releases hormones and neurotransmitters that create a sense of contentment and happiness in dogs and humans both. It also can prevent health problems, like getting fat and its complications, constipation, even depression. So go play!

Dehydrated Carrots - Dog 11 lbsAs for nutrition, I’ve got a product I think would be good for raw feeding owners especially to consider adding to their dog’s diet. It’s a natural, and can help with diarrhea and many digestive issues in both raw or kibble fed dogs.  https://www.olewousa.com/categories.aspx?categoryID=100

Olewo has two formulas I’m particularly interested in; the carrots and the beets. The carrots are supposedly very good at helping diarrhea and poor appetite, which most puppies will have at some point for various reasons. The beets are reported to help control allergies and inflammation, too.

When I feed raw, I like to add veggies for bulk and fiber. Not everyone agrees with that, prefering only meat and bone. But I am a bit of a ninny about controlling the amount of calicum and other minerals in a giant breed dog’s food. Bones and meat are loaded with minerals. So I prefer to reduce the bone and meat amounts and add veggies.

Being a gardener, I would have my own carrot and beet patch, but in the winter, I’d need to supplement my frozen stash with a purchased product. I like how rigorously Olewo is tested, and that it is a fully natural product.

A puppy in my home is still the goal, but I’ve got two issues that have to be sorted before I’ll buy a new baby boy. One is my own health and finances: I need to reduce some bills (food!) so I can more comfortably afford any food my puppy may need, even if it’s expensive. The other is Mom; she must be independantly functioning, not depleting my physical energy and emotions all the time.

th (1)I’m taking positive action towards those goals: the garden, and the fact that I flatly refuse to “do for” anymore. My New Year’s resolution is to extract myself from Mom, regardless of the fuss. It’s going to be a rough transition, since she’s shifted total responsibility for herself onto me for years now.

I know it sounds mean, but there is no reason she cannot be independant other that not wanting to. She stays up watching TV until 2am or 3am, then expects me to spend hours trying to get her out of bed at 7am.

It’s not happening, it frustrates the hell out of me every single day, and it’s a totally unneccessary intrusion on my own schedule. She can make appointments in the afternoon, and get up late on her own. There are a thousand excuses why she doesn’t want to, but too bad.

She is responsible also for what and when and if she eats. I’m not a short order cook, and if she chooses to snack n graze rather than making an actual meal for herself, that’s her choice. I don’t want to hear about her upset tummy from not eating or being tired if she can’t be bothered with her own physical needs. Not my choice, not my consequences.

There’s other things too, but I’m not here to whine, not anymore. My life is my own, and I am sovereign: I’ll decide what I do and don’t do. That isn’t going to be decided anymore by what she wants, feels, or finds convenient at my expense. Baby steps don’t work with her, and I’ve tried for years to take it one problem at a time with her. But it’s like wrestling with an octopus: pry one arm off there are new ones to take its place. So it’s cold-turkey time.

Until she can function on her own, and make choices based on what’s healthy for her rather than a whim or lazy impulse, I won’t get a puppy. She’d just use him too, enjoying him when she wants then neglecting his care as she had with BB and Taj and all the others. Truth is I  don’t want to live with her like this, so I won’t subject a puppy to a house full of chronic complaining and poor me.

I’ve become something of a frustrated, anxiety ridden nag the past year or so, because I’ve allowed her to use my love and concern for her well being as leverage to continue destructive habits. New year, better life, even if it’s only better by my reckoning.

Bring the Volume Down…by Lisa Harmon

I found a really good blog post that most all of us would find familiar. Chaos at Christmas, or Hanukaah, or New Year’s, or (-). What most people without disabilities don’t really grasp is “if I get exhausted by the extra work, what’s it like for someone with pre-existing aa_0315fatigue”? National MS Society Blog: Trying to Make the Holidays Less Overwhelming.

There are many conditions and illnesses, even medicines, that can create fatigue from the simplest activity. Anything from uncontrolled blood pressure to outright Chronic Fatigue Syndrome can make just getting through an ordinary day an act of will.

Now spike that activity level, pile on some emotional stress, maybe a touch of insomnia, and boom–you got a fatigue related crisis.

It all comes to a head around the various holidays–July 4th, Thanksgiving, anniversaries, birthdays, Christmas, Easter… At least most holidays and gatherings are short term events. But the Christmas season starts around Thanksgiving and goes on for some 6 weeks.

There have been holidays where I did all the baking and cooking and wrapping, and was so wiped out I went to bed without making it to the gathering. Someone else had to take the food and gifts, because I didn’t have enough go-go juice to shower and dress, let alone handle hours of “fun”.

Confession time: After a lifetime of living in a really dysfunctional immediate family, I find I actually avoid even the wonderful relatives, especially the kids. Isn’t that awful?

They want to play, they make lots of noise and commotion, and get sad when I say I need to go. They don’t understand, and I can’t reasonably expect them too. How else are they to feel? Worse, often Mom won’t drive herself so I am trapped there until she wants to leave and it’s well past when I need to leave, sometimes by hours. That alone sends my anxiety levels soaring well before the day comes.

It’s not the kid’s fault. They’re just normal kids with an abnormal aunt.

But I feel like a jerk when I have to bail. If I can’t leave, what’s meant to be fun becomes hell on earth. I know it hurts their feelings, probably makes them think I don’t care about them. But for days afterwards the fibro pain is unbearable, my ears ring and roar, the fatigue keeps me in bed, my balance is shot, migraines make me miserable… just taking a shower isn’t worth it. That’s how bad it gets. And stays bad. A long time.

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The avoidance is mine. I need to understand it, own it, and deal with it. I’ve been conditioned to avoid being with people  if they have any right to have expectations of me. Not because of that particular person, like my oldest brother or my neices, but because of others that have deliberately put themselves at the top of the priorities, and shoved me off the list altogether.

It began with an abusive father, then a passive and destructive alcoholic brother, then an even more passive and emotionally helpless co-dependent mother. They all had one habit in common: their wants, moods, and demands came at the expense of Lisa. They came first, regardless of the harm they did to me. It was like second nature to them. Being disabled, there was no financial way for me to escape.

My father and alcoholic brother have passed away. But I still can’t get away from my mother because of financial limits, and the fact that I do love her and want to help her become healthy, and independent. For some reason I could readily part with the other two, but not so readily with Mom. Hum.

Boiled down, I’ve spent my life trapped and unimportant to the people I should have mattered most to. 40+ years of disregard makes you want to avoid anyone with wants and demands. And my avoiding the good folks introduces hurt from my actions into their lives, which makes me feel worse.

Now I’m not whining, and that’s hard to convey in the written word. I’m sorting. I’m figuring out where my avoidance of lovely family members comes from so I can deal with it and get past it. It is mine to deal with. It is up to me to develop strategies and implement them. Like the author of the blog link, I recognize where the responsibility for changing my feelings and behavior lies–with me.

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So…rather than avoid people, what I really want to avoid is being trapped and disregarded.

  1. do not go in the same car with Mom–if I have a car, I can leave when I need to, and she can stay as long as she wants. That way I have say in how long I visit, instead of someone else saying how long I visit. I know my body’s warning signs, and I know my need to leave will not be respected. 
  2. go there if the get together will be more than an hour or so–rather than having people come to my house. The only reason it feels like an invasion is the natural tendency for visits to inevitably last too long. Especially if I don’t see them often. And there’s nowhere to go if I need to, not without being followed or forced into doing something that makes me feel like a jerk (going to my room or asking them to leave).
  3. go more often when possible–frequent, short visits are much easier on me than long ones. Perhaps visit with nearby family every other week, for say, a trip to Burger King with my neice. Lower doses are more do-able, with less physical consequences. If I visit with them regularly, they don’t feel as neglected, nor worry they won’t see me again soon, and try to drag things out or manipulate somewhat to keep me from leaving.

Number three on that list has the ring of a New Year’s resolution to it, for certain. But that’s what personal change and loving family requires–commitment. Sometimes with a bit of wise tweaking in how we go about it.

Finding Christmas In Christmas

Christmas and Hanukkah are coming up on us fast. I managed to get the tree up, despite the fibro and fatigue, though you can see it’s not decorated (yet). I also got the big nativity out of the closet, and by big, I mean BIG. Lots more to do.

There’s a neverending stream of to-do with Christmas: parties, fighting the crowds, wound up kids with wish lists, you name it. I’d like to point out what often gets lost–that YOU name it. You have choices about how busy you are, about how much you spend, how crazy your holiday time is.

Do you “lose” Christmas during the Christmas season? Does Hanukkah cease to be about light, miracles, and the love of God somewhere along the way?

Or does the reality of money (the lack of it actually) get all up in your giving spirit? Gifts people you love want and you just cannot afford can make you feel like a heel. The idea that the amount you spend equals how much you love is everywhere around us, both subtly and not so subtly.

I live on SSDI, so money is always tight. It is for many people, for many reasons. I think about just my immediate family and wonder how on earth I can afford even $30 a person. SSDI limits the amount you are allowed to save. They cut your benefits if your total assets, from the car to the savings account, total more than $2k.

How to get around that…? I began a few years ago making fudge, and cookies, and mailing them for gifts. The shipping is deadly but I’d have to ship anything I gifted anyway. I started out sending dozens and dozens of treats, spending days baking at a time. The fatigue has intruded on that quantity, more than once.

But I’ve found that I can still make killer fudge easy enough, and I’ve started making cookies they won’t get from anyone else to try and make up for it. Orange cranberry cookies, or apple butter cookies, for example.  How many lemon blueberry cookies have you seen amidst the typical cookie buffet at Christmas parties?

If you’re disabled, the reality of what you can and what you can’t do can make you believe you’re the party pooper. Do you find there are many activities you should say no to but feel bad if you do? Are there things you could do but no one in your family is willing to accomodate?

Solving the “how do I manage” or “what to I give” comes down to what we believe is important about the holiday we celebrate. I for one would rather have a genuine and joyful season than a “perfect” Christmas that looks like a magazine spread. I don’t need a bunch of “stuff” under the tree to be happy. I have most of what I need in terms of “stuff”. One or two gifts that are useful, or say a special yummy I won’t usually indulge in is enough for me. I know, I’m weird!

For whatever reason, does a season of peace and joy turn into strife and frazzle on you? You wouldn’t be alone if it does, that’s for sure! Unfortunately, the way we’ve come to define a “perfect Christmas” means we’re so hassled and broke there’s not much enjoyable about it anymore. I heard on a TV show that 47% of people would rather skip the holidays altogether. How sad!

What would we lose if there was no Christmas?

Maybe we should just lose the crazy in Christmas, and replace it with what we really need: joy, love, peace, and kindness. And you DO have that ability, regardless of the best sabotage efforts of the usual Grinch suspects. For many it’s their family members who are the Grinches, and we can’t change other people. Some of the un-fun is unavoidable.

What is really important? Think about which of your personal traditions will no one forget if you kept, and what would no one remember if you skipped.

Surely you know someone, even just one person, who would think a cup of hot cocoa while watching the kids play in the snow is what makes a holiday. Maybe you’d like to decorate the tree as a family, talking about why this ornament goes up or who we remember with that ornament, and that would be spot on for you.

Nearly all of us kinda “know” what we need. If we’re hassled, a peaceful time helps us catch our breath. If our family’s bickering is getting on our nerves, we’d like to have a time where everyone just gets along and says how much they love each other. If we cannot afford a gift for someone, or they cannot afford one for us, time together is more valuable anyway!

Whatever it is you need or want, say it, and ask for it. It is their gift to you, and yours to them. Chose to do what matters, that will be remembered many a Christmas from now.

“Mom, this year, instead of buying you a gift, I want to take a day and just spend it with you. Remember how we used to (–)? Let’s do that again.”

“Honey, I know my body cannot stand up to a cross country flight this year. Can we make your Grandfather a video of all the memories we have of him, and all the reasons we love him? Then we can use the internet to visit, and still be able to have him be a part of our holiday?”

I know it can be hard, but try to put the miracle back in Hanukkah, and the peace back in Christmas this year! You can do it, at least a little bit, in little moments. And if you get to feeling down about what you can or can’t do, here’s a video that is really inspiring: TheBlaze.com: Video: Glenn Beck Program : Nick Vujicic – Video.

Learning the Dane Chill…by Lisa Harmon

 My early morning jolly ball time with the blue shark…Levi is 13 wks old now, and growing like, well, a Dane puppy!

A consult with a second trainer experienced with agression and anxiety issues had some added suggestions for Levi’s “issues”.

Truthfully I’m discouraged enough not to get my hopes up. But she believes he can be turned around (with rather endless practice for awhile).

Once again, we’re back to a kibble as treats, since he’s so persistant about things he shouldn’t do (he’d eat too much if he had much of a meal too). I HATE switching foods around as often as I have, but I gotta do what I gotta do. Much of what we’ve been doing continues, but with a few tweeks. And much more self-control exercises for Levi.

The kibble we’ve gone to is Wellness Super 5 Mix Large Breed. It has low minerals so he can have 4 cups or so a day, but enough fat etc to keep him satiated. I hope not to run out of those 4 cups before the end of the day, so I need to be aware of how much I’m using while we are working on his various exercises.

I’m a little torn about keeping Levi: I know there’s a good pup in there underneath all that misbehavior. I mean, it’s never taken me more than a few days to housebreak a Dane pup, and we’re 3 1/2 weeks in and he’s still whizzing on the floor. Then there’s the bite and shred and snarl…

I’ve never given up on a dog before, certainly not a puppy. Yet I’m expending tremendous time, energy, and money to assist the puppy I’d intended to assist me.

It’s possible he would do better with another person, with a more active lifestyle, one who doesn’t have chronic fatigue so they can keep on top of this training without negative effects on their health.

Someone who’s out and about, perhaps has other pups or dogs to take up his time when not interacting with a person might keep him more active and thus more tired. And the younger he is when going to another home, the better it would be.

But I’ve spent all my savings and then some already to aquire Levi, on trainers and classes, on vets and food.  Additionally I don’t know what the breeder would choose to do if I decide he’s more effort than I can physically manage. Since it was likely the shipping that traumatized him, to ship him back might greatly worsen his behavior.

Fortunately, Saturday was a fairly good day with Levi. It came at the cost of my legs, but he had 3, not 2, outside times and I kept him running until he laid down.

We did self-control exercises like stay and wait most all day long as prevention for the wildman stuff. I used “positive interrupters” to break off the frustrated bite at you’s.

(Positive interrupter:  a distracting action he can be rewarded for that also makes his biting at me and things physically impossible)

An example of a PI is hand target with his nose when he goes for the clothes while we walk, or an auto-sit to recieve a treat. We play attention games, name games, self control games… but then it occured to me that he’s excited to begin with. He gets even more excited about the prospect of food, so the training gets linked to higher and higher levels of excitement.

Levi doesn’t know how to relax, how to just chill. Most puppies nap a lot, but not Levi. When he can’t take any more of his own excitement or frustration, that’s when he explodes. Mom or I could just be sitting in a chair and he spits out his bone, suddenly snarls and lunges at us for no appearant reason.

He needs to learn how to “turn off” as much as he needs to learn self-control. He needs help “slowing down” so he CAN turn off.  So in addition to the stays/waits to gradually slow him down enough to settle himself…

I’m speaking to him now in soft tones, quiet voice, like you’d talk to a baby going to sleep. I’ve started rewarding him with food when he’s dozing, or say, when his head goes down to relax after something gets his attention…he’ll get probably 15 pieces of kibble in and 40 minute snooze while I watch TV.

Yep, it’s a continual effort, being aware of his stimulation level, how much it too much, how long he’s capable of holding a stay…Levi is a 24/7 dog.

The question is, will the chronic fatigue allow that? The fibro pain I can take OTC meds for, the Lyme inflammation I can take meds for. But there is no treatment other than rest and mild, measured exercise for CFS.

I dont’ get rest with Levi, and the physical exertion is way more than mild or measured. Can’t count on Mom, save perhaps to make things worse. Ugh, baby blue, will you promise to turn around and master the art of the Dane chill? Please, little love, I want so much to keep you and love you and have a happy life with you.

Color And Number Recognition for SDit

Between 8-16 weeks old, I begin training a little pup to recognize colors and numbers. By 4-6 months old, they should be pretty good at recognizing colors and big shapes. Dog vision is different, and they recognize blue and yellow pretty well. What we see as red or green is not the red or green we see. But like us, dogs can often recognize various shades of a color.

Teaching Colors for Tasks

Color recognition helps a service dog or service dog in training in many ways, from recognizing visually which soda I want (red soda or black soda is regular Coke or Coke Zero), to the walk/don’t walk signal at a crosswalk.

Great Danes in olden days hunted using both scent and sight, so I’m hoping to tap into this instinct, as “find it” is really just hunting.

If I’m not feeling well, a pup can learn to recognize that Pepto doesn’t look like Nyquil, and bring the one I ask for. They probably also use their noses to differentiate, but color is the main factor in recognizing an item from a distance.

So when I began teaching a tiny tot, I used construction paper for them to “target”. I say the color when putting a treat on the paper, to teach both the name of the color and to touch with nose or paw when I said the word. Then I will hold up the paper to say the word, get them to touch it on their own without a treat, then give a click/reward.

When they regularly touch, say the yellow paper, I will then add a blue paper the same way. Once both colors have been used alot, I will ask for one color while both papers are present. Hopefully the pup will have made the connection with the word and that color paper.

If not, I need to return to using an additional cue: I’ll say “yellow” and point, so they can go touch it, get their click, and a reward. Then I’ll say “blue” and point. After doing this for a time, I try just saying “yellow” and wait. If the pup goes to yellow, hurrah! If he’s thinking about it, but isn’t deciding I again point.

The idea is to lengthen the amount of time between word and cue to allow the pup to decide on his own which color is which. If the pup then starts going to the wrong color, I interrupt with a point, and practice the right one some more. Once a puppy has learned the two colors, targeting the color asked for regularly, I will add a third color, then a fourth and so on.

I also use objects that have the same shape, but are different colors, like the red soda and the black soda. Or white candle and yellow candle (unscented). With luck and practice the pup has gotten the hang of this by 4 months old.

Now those colors kick in as a task: find the red soda, or the blue deoderant, or the white blanket. I continue to click and reward the find, the touch, the pick up if they do it, and the bring if they do it as seperate steps. When a pup just automatically touches, picks up, and brings, they only need a click and reward for the whole chain.

This color recognition then branches out: ask for the yellow sock, the red towel, the black purse, the purple scarf, the oranges at the store, the prescription bottle with the blue sticker dot. Anything that helps a puppy seperate one item from another gives them tools to use in deciding which item you want.

Teaching Numbers for Tasks

Number recognition is also very useful for service dogs. I know a dog can read a clock: I had one that did. He’d look at the clock, see it was 9pm and he would get up, nudge me, and want to go to bed.

I use flash cards at first, the same way as the contruction paper for colors. Then I’ll use post it notes on doors or cabinets or the hallway wall for them to find and touch for their click and treat.

Next I begin using a big fake “clock” they can target numbers on, made of whatever’s around. A big paper or cloth with numbers on it that I can move the “hands” on is perfect. Larger is easier to see, so that’s where I start. A digital alarm clock with large numbers is also an option to train with.

A clock requires number recognition up to 12. If a pup just can’t seem to get double digits as 11 or 12, I don’t mind saying “one, one” or “one, two”, using the double digit numbers as a 2 number combination. This is easier for some puppies.

For people like me who have difficulty remembering things sometimes, or people with TBI (traumatic brain injury), strokes, and other cognitive struggles, a dog that can read a clock can remind you to take your medicine, that it’s time to pick up the kids at school, or time to get up from resting.

Typically the time related tasks need to be regular, part of a consistant routine for a dog to do them well. Like us, dogs become used to routines, and want to follow a usual order of activities. So recognizing the time doesn’t come out of the blue, it just becomes a cue for a part of their everyday routine.

A Little Bit of Loss, Reality, and Hope

All the posts and pages I’ve written since mid-February have been the outlines of a training plan to take my next Great Dane from puppy to adult service dog.

I’ll have the pages up and ready for me to see and use when another pup comes into my life. There will be a record of how well or how sideways what I try goes too!

Just as it did for my beautiful Kenai, this blog will become less academic plan, and more learning, laughing, and probably a tear or two here and there.

I’ve written alot, trying to incorporate everything I’ve read and learned since I began this blog 4 years ago. There’s always so much to learn, and I’ve been lucky to find several very good blogs and websites in those 4 years. A mere 3 of my favs:

http://www.sue-eh.ca/page24/page26/page10/

http://www.clickertraining.com/

http://smartdog.typepad.com/

But for all I’ve written, I’m not even finished writing about the first 16 weeks of their life. There’s still more about socializing, more about using scent and visual and sound stimuli to help them learn, more about obedience like come and down and wait.

There’s so, so, ridiculously SO MUCH work to put into a puppy before the 16 week window closes! It’s an almost 24/7 thing to get an SD candidate’s habits and ability to learn stimulated. If they’re awake, they’ll be “play learning”. It’s alot of interaction.

As I’ve written and realized how much there is for them to learn in that short time, the more I realize I’m not physically up to the challenge just yet. I can go 2 days without an afternoon nap, but 3 days and I’m a wreck; muscle pain from FMS, joint inflammation from Lyme, exhaution from CFS…

The biggest challenge I will have with a new puppy will be my chronic fatigue. Writing out this training outline has helped me resist the urge to get another pup too soon, because I know I would short-change their early development. I wouldn’t be able not to.

But writing out this plan has been theraputic for me too. Yes, probably a little compulsive, or maybe a lot compulsive. Working through the loss of both Kenai and BB, after such a long and headstrong fight to keep them longer…well.

I suppose the amount of writing about the future is equal to the amount of missing my late dear boy loves in the present. I’m hoping even without having a puppy to work with, what Kenai and BB taught me about dogs and life itself will still be a help and inspiration to someone else.

Not to mention these posts creating discussion and hearing the thoughts of the more experienced, more skilled than me. I post these to Facebook, on this page: https://www.facebook.com/GiantBreedServiceAndTherapyDogs?ref=tn_tnmn

I hope with all the FB friends I have, many of whom are excellent trainers and such, I’ll hear their ideas and glean some more wisdom from them. I hope folks share these posts, because I know how hard it is to train your own service dog, and how little help is available without paying more than most of us can afford.

So everything I know is right here for free. Everything I learn gets put in here for free.

You can help by sharing these posts and pages (if you don’t see a share button on a post, click on the name of the post and go back down. The share button will be there). Pass it around and throw it back to me with other people’s post-it notes too!

Essential Puppy Class

http://www.doglistener.co.uk/classes/puppy_classes.shtml

Getting your 8-9 week old puppy into a puppy class is a fantastic way to socialize, prepare them for further training classes, and teaching the basic manners a puppy needs.

Smart Dog University has a very good curriculum for a clicker puppy class, and I’ve copied this from their site http://smartdoguniversity.com/site/services/puppies/ . They call it puppy charm school. I like that name!

  • Confident Puppy teaches your pup to feel comfortable in any environment and to accept new experiences easily.
  • Healthy Puppy teaches your pup to be comfortable with routine grooming tasks such as nail trims and veterinary exams.
  • Social Puppy teaches your pup to play nicely with other dogs and to recognize and use appropriate dog signals around other dogs.
  • Good Puppy teaches your pup basic “good manners” behaviors like sit, give it up, come when called, loose leash walking, and name recognition.
  • Parenting Your Puppy teaches you how to deal with the most common (and frustrating) puppy problems such as puppy nipping, house training, crate training, barking, and stealing.

My neighborhood has some dogs that aren’t well trained, and could probably spook a young puppy, and I’ve done less than perfect in the past with doggie socializing. So I’ll be looking for at least one puppy class at 9 weeks. Yes, that’s in addition to social outings on our own, and learning foundation behaviors at home too.

Puppies take tons of effort!

All of this is going to be a serious challenge to my chronic fatigue (CFS), fibromyalgia (FMS), and probably my anxiety (GAD). That’s another reason for attending at least one puppy class–there’s a professional there to help hands on.

To further socialize my next Great Dane SD candidate he will spend some time at one or two good doggie day cares.

Some places just put the dogs in a room and let them do whatever, but I have a very good clicker trainer who also does day care: she watches them, teaches them appropriate behaviors.

http://www.pamperedpethotels.com/dog-daycare.php

This is also give me a couple hours of rest time to mitigate the inevitable fatigue, and he no doubt will want a nap after all that play time! I’ll get an extra bit of rest afterwards: every little bit helps.

PS…here’s a new facebook page just for giant breed Service and Therapy dogs! https://www.facebook.com/#!/GiantBreedServiceAndTherapyDogs

Ahhh, Fall is Good…by Lisa Harmon

Good morning beautiful sunshine! Kenai 3 yrs

The Big K and Little Bro BB are in boy heaven these days; in and out as they please, not too hot, not too cold (is it ever too cold when you have a fur coat?). I’ve gotten Mom to dine, achem, al fresco on the back deck a couple times, and have the windows et all opened up most of the day.

Fresh air!

There is a bit of trouble in paradise though, with Kenai in particular. Three weeks of doxycycline for the tick diseases has resulted in the absolute worst, most distressing side effect of all: anorexia.

Big guy won’t eat. He won’t touch the raw food at all, and will only eat small amounts of kibble if I gussy it up some. Since he cannot digest kibble at all, he has to have enzymes with it, and his coat invariably goes to pot. But it’s that or…

So I’ve bit down on the bullet and ordered some elk, venison, and goat meat from an online company. It doesn’t contain bone, so I’ll have to scavange about for ground bone, but if they eat it and do well, I hope it’ll be worth it. www.elkusa.com

If I even get Kenai to eat half raw/half kibble, that would be a major improvement. He does need off the kibble though. He can’t digest it, it gives him tummy troubles, the works. It took months for the anorexia to wear off last time. Hope it’s shorter this time.

Being the big time outdoorsman that he is, Kenai is mentally pretty darn perky with the whole lotta extra fresh air and sunshine!

 Morning or evening, he just loves to stretch those legs. And cold doesn’t bother him until it gets blistering frigid.

Thankfully our winters aren’t usually so chronically bad that the golden grizzly has to “hibernate”. You northern folks know what I mean: out to pee, in for the day.

My health hasn’t improved much, so the outside time doesn’t involve gardening, but such is life…I’m managing to keep the guys fed, exercised, and dinner for us. Sometimes the sweeper or carpet cleaner, but really, not much by way of activity for moi.

Mom made the mistake of letting both guys out together (Kenai! You dont’ run doors), so I had to go collar and fetch. Beebs was looking for rescue too. He’d made the mistake of thinkin that was gonna be fun, free together at last.

Kenai’s play is fairly vigorous, so Beebs got the thunk and wunk treatment, knocked down once before I got there. Droopy ears was happy to see me! Kenai collared up fine and walked very politely with me, and booby butt tagged along behind best as his sore spots could go…poor guy!

No harm done though, other than being a bit more sore and slow than usual. Some traumeel did the trick and he’s back to bouncy butt now. He still wants outside, just not with big bro. Alone isn’t fun either. Crazy auntie and a ball is his idea of the best!

last light, time to go in…BB 3 yrs old

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Looking Forward to Stump Killer Soon….by Lisa Harmon

lovely weather for a fella to be outside in! Kenai 3 yrs.

I think fall is here (unless saying so jinxed it)! Monday we were 1 degree shy of triple digits, and the next day we barely made it out of the 50′s F! The Brothers feel PERKY! The drastic change isn’t playing well with my fibromyalgia, but it is with the boys for sure.

I’ve been worryin a bit about BB–his abdomen seemed too full last weekend, and I could feel the segments of colon, so I’ve been giving him small amounts of mineral oil as a stool softener. It’s seemed to do the job, and he’s not as restless and uncomfie.

Kenai’s been in a hidey hole or outside while I deep clean the carpets. I only do small areas at a time, like one bedroom which took 4 hours, but I wouldn’t quit until the rinse water was clear. It’s hard work so I hope I make myself keep up with it rather than let it all get so grungy again.

With the boy’s and my skin being so sensitive, rather than use the chemical-laden solutions for the machine I soak the carpet with All Free n Clear sensitive skin laundry detergent solution and sprinkle Borax on it. Then I use the shampooer like a shop vac to get all the dirty water out, and rinse, rinse, rinse.

No body’s had any rashes or itches, so the idea worked.

Kenai’s been showing more pain, being in his second week of treatment for Rocky Mountain Spotted fever. And when BB starting spiking fevers too, he got slapped on doxycycline too.

Poor guys, the extra pain means the antibiotics are working but I hate to see them nibble their legs. I know they’re hurting, so I’ve added a homeopathic pain reliever called Traumeel to their medicine “cabinet”. It helps at least.

One thing they are both enjoying is the cooking frenzy all this cold weather’s set off: beef stew, lasagna, homemade mac n cheese, roast beef…oh the smells of winter comfort food! The noses are in the air, and I think they seem to understand a little about seasons.

At least as much as what gets cooked when will stick as an association for them. Cool = yummy stuff.

Just you wait little boys, till I cook my first corned beef and cabbage of fall! They love that stuff, would willingly take their scoldings for mooching it too!

A funny (sorta) trivia about corned beef is the preservative, potassium nitrate, is also used in fertilizers, stump killers, and gun powder…Still love corned beef, even if I’m eating stump killler.

Come tomorrow, I’ll have 5 cases of Bravo Raw Beef Blend for the fellas. It’s essentially the ingredients for a beef stew plus bone and liver, all ground up. It’s got the carrots, and the veggies all in there, just like mine only raw.

It does tend to give them loose stools, so I occasionally add a tiny bit of digestive enzymes too take care of that. Their coats and muscle tone just plain do best on red meats. I still miss that discontinued elk they did so well on, though.

BB’s harrasment of Kenai had stopped for a long time, but now he’s at it again. I wonder if his feeling poorly has made him more insecure so he’s gone hyper again? They do need more exercise, which means I need to spend time outside with them. Maybe that’d do the trick?

Here’s the back view of a BB gallopol…what a funny butt.

I got my lovely wool blend sweaters out, so I don’t have an excuse outside of lazy I guess. I’m being treated for tick diseases too, and mine’s brutal.

I have this tendency to malaise when I really feel rotten. Still, it’d be fun to play get your tush and see the zoomies.

Maybe that’s going up in the to-do list?

A Little Secret To Life…by Lisa Harmon

BB bud is back on his feet, 3 yrs

A new post is loooonnggg overdue here. It’s been shall we say challenging at our house since May 24th. That was the Tuesday young master BB helped himself to half of a 10lb bag of chicken leg quarters, bones and all.

Since causing him to vomit it up increased the risk of damage to his esophagus, we began the 24/7 BB watch. I took the night shift and slept all day, save for feeding times. The vet said to feed him, so I did.

By Friday I was sick of sweating pints of blood over his not being able to toots. He was still perky and all, no signs of distress but enough. He doesn’t show distress till darn near dead. So to the vet he went for x-rays. An hour later he was in surgery.

The BB watch continued over the Memorial Day weekend, and he was improving nicely until late Monday. All of a sudden the incision line was huge, ugly red, and draining like a garden hose. All night I sweat more blood and started calling the vet at 7 am Tuesday.

His suture line was infected, and we switched anitbiotics. He was humpback puppy for awhile, until the subcutaneous fluids absorbed. I upped the frequency of carpet scrubbing on hands and knees with clorox, immensly grateful this new house is much smaller.

The BB watch continued.

Finally, 10 days after it all began, BB’s eyes were bright again, his newest scar looked much better, and little boy actually wanted to play once more. I had the world’s worst bender for sleep, lemme tell ya. Thursday night I took my medicine and went to bed with the other half of the Brother’s Grin.

I’d forgotten what luxury clean sheets are when you’re sleepy!

Kenai, poor Kenai, endured boredom galore with my daytime snoozing. There was no outside time to speak of, though he’s developed a taste for speaking of it. Brown gets indignant and tells off his Grammy when she teases and mocks him–the evolution of messin with sasquatch time.

Friday morning was all outside. So outside even the beautiful butt boy went inside before me! ‘Course it was suddenly very hot and humid compared to the week before. I guess K don’t care for being damp without the bath too.

There’s an excellent post about exercise at http://www.theotherendoftheleash.com/ The premise is that some exercise ‘wakes up’ the dog, stimulating them more than tiring them. AMEN, YES I KNOW!!

A 30 minute walk with a terrier just don’t have the same wear-me-out potential for a Great Dane. They are couch potatoes by nature, but even miles of walk is really just the appetizer course for the big dogs. Same-o for the smaller but fiestier dogs.

A walk outside the home turf is stimulating; new smells, new dogs, new sounds, new people. How many of you find that “the walk” intended to tire the dog satisfactorily discover they’re actually harder to deal with during and after?

Not brought up directly is the effect of having to crate a dog during the day while you’re at work. Many crated dogs build up frustration in addition to missing you and boredom, with negative consequences for them mentally as well as physically if not given the chance to release that energy when you come home.

My suggestion for dogs that come alive rather than chill because of the walk? Find a mentally and physically draining exercise for them before you pick up the leash. Fetch the t-ball, earn the frisbee toss, swim down the floating Kong…games, interactive games, that make them use their heads as well as muscles are the trick.

I stress interactive too. Notes from the Kenai 101 class: leave him to entertain himself and he ignores you later too…

One thing I love the post mentioning is an “off switch”. All dogs need to know when to call it quits and settle themselves. So many dogs never learned to chill, even after being soundly exercised. Anyone have a toddler that won’t take their naps? Usually means trouble later.

It is the same with dogs. All creatures need to relax, to have down time or they live in this hyper-drive state of constant overstimulation. In homes where the family is always noisy, running about, doing this and that until they drop from exhaustion, the people are as overstimulated as the dog!

Pups get cranky, they get underfoot, they get in trouble if left that way. So do the people. Like I said, we all need to know how and when to relax. Having fibromyalgia and CFS/ME, believe me I have learned to listen to the body and brain’s warnings about overstimulated states.

The good thing here is Danes are also masters of the totally relaxed doggie state, particularly if encouraged/rewarded for relaxing and being quiet as puppies. How something than bony can turn to rubber when laying on their back on the couch…

The lips hang off to the side, the long legs sprawl in all directions, and they are nearly paralized by sleepy bugs. That’s the perfect time to snuggle and smooch, since they really can’t get up easily, btw.

Back to the point after wandering a rabbit trail:

Take a cue from your dogs. If an activity wires you up, leaves you drained but not satisfied, wears you out unpleasantly or just has a sense of frustration to it, ask yourself if it’s worth it.

We’re all so busy, we all run here and there, and it can be difficult to just STOP. With the economy and general state of things, anxiety will run you over if you don’t learn to stop regularly, to pare down to the essentials, if only for the emotional benefits.

My stop is imposed by the punishment of over-exertion and stress. Yet it was an immeasurably valuable lesson.

Dogs take vacations every day, the location varying according to if the couch has gotten lumpy or if the sheets need changing. There’s a pattern of something fun and exciting followed by a solid snooze. Excited then relaxed is what they and we are built for. Balance.

It’s hard to do when trying to make ends meet and referee the tweenie tantrums, no doubt. But lemme pass on a secret about this: it’s not the time you have, it’s how you see the time you spend. An all work and no play deal.

You don’t need a yatch or a beach–lesson from the dog here–are you only seeing the to do list you can’t keep up with and the phone bill killin the budget? Did ya notice the peonies are blooming? Is the grass needs cutting taking over the sensation of sunshine on your skin and warm summer breezes?

You get the idea! Like in clicker training, life is enjoyed most when finding what’s good and despising not the little things. So turn off the worries and must do, and find the tiny pleasures in the chores!

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