Archive for the ‘Dogs’ Category

A Milestone in a Dog’s Behavioral Development

Wednesday, September 1st, 2010

Fannie reached a behavioral milestone last weekend. We allowed her to run freely at our lake place. No leash, no lead. No tangled ropes.  She had a blast chasing chipmunks and squirrels, excavating logs and tearing down wood piles to look for critters. True to her terrier blood, she even caught and killed a mouse (she didn’t attempt to eat it).

Not once in all this activity did she try to run away. She came when called. Well, almost. She’d keep going up the driveway but would turn back when she realized we weren’t following. She’s come a long way from the desperate runaway we adopted last October. It takes a lot of patience to rehabilitate a dog. Sometimes more than you have at the moment.

It’s so nice to be able to trust a dog. We’ll keep working on it.

How do I love thee? Let me count the way$

Wednesday, July 21st, 2010

The cost of dog ownership is more than just the adoption fee, but that’s a good place to start.  Most shelters in the Twin Cities area charge around $200 to adopt a dog.  Fearless Fannie was a bargain at $150. But then there’s the dental bill: $384 to extract the upper fang that threatened to punch a hole in the bottom of her mouth and cause an abcess that could lead to cancer. That’s on top of her Banfield wellness plan, which is $27 per month. Her food bill isn’t much–about $30 a month for a 20-lb. sack of Science Diet. Obedience training was free, but the session on behavior modification was $35. The prong collar for obedience training was $12, and worth every penny. The doggie backpack, which we fill with a pair of 3-lb. hand weights to wear off more of her energy, was $12.  Two dog beds–one for home and one for the cabin–were $38, total. The harness/seat belt that keeps her from joining us in the front seat when we’re driving, was another $30. Tearing down the old chain link fence and erecting a 6-ft. aluminum fence was $2,000. Repairing the window screens she tore through was $354.

All this, and she hasn’t been with us for a year. By the time we hit that anniversary, we should have the house fairly well dog-proofed.

Cesar is right!

Thursday, July 15th, 2010

The oft-maligned Cesar Milan has been proven right again.  Exercise, discipline and affection–in that order–do help make a better dog.

Fannie is a case in point. When we adopted her last October, she knew no rules. After being on the run for God knows how long, she had her own ideas about how to behave.  Obedience training at Stone Mountain Pet Lodge was just the start of a long program of behaviour modification.

Exercise has been the biggest help in getting her under control.  When she’s worn off some of her energy, she’s much more responsive to discipline and training. She’s calmer, less inclined to run to the window and bark at everything that moves.  But draining the energy from an Airedale isn’t easy. Her legs are like springs and she’s a tough little dog. It takes a lot to make her tired. A 20-minute walk barely makes a dent in her energy level.

Discipline–consistent rules, not corporal punishment–is also a big factor.  She knows she has to sit politely in order to get her dish of kibbles.  She knows she must wait until we’re done eating before she’ll get fed. (She’s not the leader of the pack!)

Yes, Fannie has come a long way. She can walk in heavy traffic areas and not get mad at trucks and buses. She no longer find threats in people carrying backpacks. She can (kind of) ignore other dogs that we see along our walks, but only if they’re on the other side of the street. She still goes nuts when the mail carrier drops mail in the slot, has gone through the window screen to get a squirrel, and barks at people and dogs walking along the sidewalk.

Cesar might think we give her too much affection. But it’s hard to resist petting a dog.

Using Doggy DNA to Track Down Dogfighters

Wednesday, June 23rd, 2010

Used to be, when you wanted to hunt someone down, you’d bring in a bloodhound. Chain-gang movies are full of ‘em. The modern approach is to use doggy DNA.  Not just any DNA, but the DNA from dogs confiscated from dogfight organizers.

Dr. Melinda Merck, senior director of veterinary forensic sciences with the American Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals, is leading the charge. Last year, Merck teamed up with officials at the ASPCA, The Humane Society of Missouri and researchers at the Veterinary Lab at University of California, Davis, to create the Canine CODIS system. It’s a library of canine DNA samples from 400 confiscated fighting dogs. The team created a searchable database that they say will them establish connections between trainers, breeders and operators.

Speaking Dog

Tuesday, May 11th, 2010

There’s a lot of talk these days about “speaking dog.” There are classes available for clueless canine owners who wonder what their dog is trying to tell them. Trouble is, dogs are as individual as humans, and they  have their own peculiar ways of expressing themselves.

When Beauty needed to take a trip outside, she’d come up to you. give you a barely perceptible nudge with her nose, then walk away. If you didn’t respond right away, she’d nudge you again and walk away.  When Fannie needs to head out for a bathroom break, she paces until you notice, then heads eagerly for the door.  This  behavior is far different than what she exhibits when it’s time for her morning walk.  That’s when you’ll be treated to an unceasing string of single short, puppy-voiced barks that end only when you attach the leash.

When Lady wanted your attention, she’d place her head in your lap, or a paw on your arm. It was a gentle touch.  When Fannie wants your attention, it’s a vigorous swipe with the paw and an attempt to climb into your lap–a demand.

When Fannie’s thwarted from barking at things that go by the window (a favorite pastime of terriers, I’m told), she changes the scolding, “get out of my territory” tone of her bark to more of a complaint aimed at the person who shooed her from the window–a kind of “how dare you interrupt my fun?”

Lady would meet you at the door with a wiggly back end and an honest-to-God smile on her face. Until she became too decrepit for such activities, Beauty would issue a joyful bark and jump to look out the window. Once she sees it’s only you at the door, Fannie barely acknowledges your return.

If Lady and Beauty, both Lab mixes, didn’t want to be touched or played with, they kept their dignity and got up and walked away. Fannie growls and lets you know in no uncertain terms when her “intimsphare” has been violated.

Do Dogs Hold the Key to a Cancer Cure?

Friday, April 30th, 2010

Scientists at the Translational Genomics Research Institute (TGen) and the Van Andel Research Institute (VARI) hope so.  They’ve created the Canine Hereditary Cancer Consortium, a program designed to study naturally occurring cancers in dogs to better understand why both pets and people get sick.  Using saliva, blood and tumor samples, they want to track canine cancers and figure out how cancers work in humans. According to ScienceDaily.com, “No dogs will be harmed and many should be helped. Nearly half of all dogs 10 years and older die from cancer. Dogs will be treated as patients at veterinary clinics nationwide. The research is endorsed by the American Kennel Club and by the Morris Animal Foundation. Samples will be gathered with the consent of owners and veterinarians.”  The group also wants to study hearing loss and other debilitating disorders.

Your tax dollars are at work for this.  Partial funding comes from a $4.5 million federal stimulus grant.  PetSmart and Hills Nutrition are also putting up money for the study.

Why dogs? It turns out that many rare human cancers are commonly found in dogs.  Who knew?

Dogs in the Garden of Eden?

Monday, March 22nd, 2010

It stands to reason that if human civilization began the Fertile Crescent of the Middle East, then dogs should be of Middle Eastern origin, too. They are, after all, one of our first domesticated animals.

We’ve traced dog DNA back to wolves, so taking it one step further and finding out exactly which wolves dogs descended from would seem to be the next step. Still, Robert Wayne of the University of California-Los Angeles (UCLA), has expressed surprise at the results of a study he led.  The study analyzed the DNA from more than 900 dogs and 85 breeds.  Not just a few strands of DNA, but all 2.4 billion letters that make up dog DNA. Then they look at the DNA from 200 wild gray wolves from Europe, the Middle East, East Asia and China. Lo and behold, most of the dogs’ DNA matched that of the Middle Eastern wolf. The results were reported in the March 2010 issue of Nature.

That dogs were of Middle Eastern origin was not big news to Israeli zoologist Tamar Dayan at Tel Aviv University. He noted that 12.000-13,000-year-old dog skeletons have been found buried with human remains in northern Israel.

If the Middle East is the Cradle of Civilization, then it should also be the cradle of wolf domestication, too.

Toenail Clippings

Wednesday, March 17th, 2010

One of the area pet stores had a feline toenail clipping event last weekend.  I’ve never cut the toenails of a cat, and I don’t think I want to.  We had a cat who was raised outdoors on a farm. When Midnight came to live us, he used the lilac bush in the backyard to keep his claws in trim.  Shredded the bark on a regular basis, but Mom never had to worry about the furniture. I can’t imagine holding a squirming cat long enough to nip the pointy little ends off its claws.

I had a Labrador that would allow me to do just about anything, including clipping her toenails. Although she whined and acted worried, she never withheld her paw. The dog who followed her wouldn’t allow anyone to touch her feet, even when she got balls of ice between her toes on a winter hike. The vet had to trim her toenails when he knocked her out to clean her teeth.

The Current Dog doesn’t seem to have any qualms about people messing with her feet, or her teeth, for that matter. But holding still is another matter. It’s worth the extra money at the groomer’s to get the job done without hassle.

Table manners

Monday, March 8th, 2010

I love dogs. But they’re dogs, not people!

The latest thing in Florida and Rhode Island is dining out with your dog.  Not on a picnic or camping trip, but at a table, in a restaurant. Zootoo.com reports that restaurant owners are getting licenses so they can serve dogs that come into their establishments with their owners. One Palm Beach restaurateur goes so far as to provide disposable dog dishes.

I am working hard to teach my dog some manners.  Like staying off of the table, not sneaking her tongue up to lick a plate, not begging, and waiting patiently to be fed. This morning, fearless Fannie stretched her shaggy body up to the top of the kitchen counter, where she made off with a fresh loaf of banana bread.  By the time my daughter caught up with her, the top half of the loaf was gone.

I don’t want to take my dog to a restaurant.  I’d rather leave her home. It’s like having a date with your husband, without the kids.

Blogging and spam: Real comments are welcome

Thursday, March 4th, 2010

I don’t really understand the mentality of spammers. What are their inane “comments” supposed to accomplish?

Take this one, which was attached to an earlier post about heroic dogs: “While researching for kennel training dogs on Thursday, I came across your blog and post regarding Marc the vet : Aversive Dog Training Techniques”. This has absolutely nothing to do with dogs that save people’s lives in Haiti, and nowhere on this site do we talk about Marc the vet, whoever he is.

Or this one: “The Major Indoor Soccer Society’s Milwaukee Breaker announced brain tumor Wednesday presumptuous MarcoTerminesi has been placed on their injured hoard record”. At least three copies of this paragraph of gibberish were slapped onto Chester’s Blog in hope of being published. Sorry, that’s what a spam filter is for.

And then there are the ones that come from Russia. You can tell they’re from Russia because the Cyrillic characters have changed to all question marks and the address is .ru.

I don’t know what these people hope to gain by trying to catch a ride on our coattails, but it ain’t working! We actively monitor the comments that come to Chester’s Blog.  If you have a legitimate comment and aren’t trying to make a sneaky attempt to publicize your business (what does auto insurance have to do with dogs?), we’ll publish it.