and-she-will-be—-loved I’ve got one in the freezer right now actually! I have quite a few Starmark toys now plus the Kong I just bought so I think I’ll feed him meals from those and rotate them to keep him thinking.
spacelulu I have been meaning to teach those and completely forgot about them, thank you!
Haha, this is why you can’t make generalizations about goldendoodles. Genetics is fun.
p.s. The “odd one out” is Bruce’s girlfriend, the one he ran away with that one time. All these dogs are from Power Paws Assistance Dogs.
Anybody in the College Station area want some super sweet bunnies? I’m trying to get them some new homes but everyone interested is way farther than I’m willing to drive.
The upside to being injured is sleeping out of a kennel! I don’t want him to sleep on the bare kennel floor, but I don’t trust him not to eat his bed in a kennel even though he is drugged to hell. He won’t eat his bed if he’s just tied up to sleep, so for the next two weeks I guess he’ll be sleeping in my room.
The vet thinks it’s a tear in the ligament, so he has some pain meds & anti-inflammatories. I’ll probably call the regular vet tomorrow and try to get a second opinion because, you know, he’s supposed to be a working dog.
He’s also supposed to be on kennel rest for two weeks, so that’ll be fun. Any recommendations for how to keep him entertained, like toys or tricks that don’t involve much movements?
Wow working is so hard, I would hate to lay on a bed all day and get fed and get attention from everyone and do nothing.
I find it really amusing & sad that people think dogs just inherently know what a clicker is. People logic is weird.
I bought another Starmark ball today, the purple (Groovy) one. I don’t have a problem. You can’t tell me how to live my life. It was on sale and I am a weak person.
I also bought a Kong for the first time ever. I’ve been wary of buying them because I’ve seen dogs in boarding tear them up, but you know what the hell. Why not.
AND I bought a little weird spiky ball. I bought it cuz Bruce didn’t know what to do with it and I thought that was funny.
So, you know, dog toys everywhere. I should train one of the dogs to clean them up in a bin for me.
I also bought a new dog bed finally omg. Happy birthday Bruce.
Sherlock is with someone now for the day and I’m gonna be super worried all day omg. :( I don’t want him to run away or eat something bad or something. :(
Someone is coming to look at the house tomorrow at 1:30, so we just had a crazy 2 hour cleaning spree (starting at 10pm…) because only one person & one dog are supposed to live here - not two people, three dogs, and three rabbits. We’re not even moving out until June, who the hell desperately needs to look at our house right fucking now. Super grumpy, ugh. So we have to hide the bunnies and Sherlock somewhere for basically all day because both of us will be working. Why couldn’t they give us more than a 20 hour notice? Oh that’s right, because they’re dicks.
I wanted to leave the house a mess so they’d maybe take a hint that they didn’t give us time to clean, but boyfriend cleaned the house while I had to take care of hiding all the evidence (you know, the important part).
Hey! You’re in AGS aren’t you? I saw you with Freddy yesterday.
Anyone have any resources for moving with a service dog? The places we’re looking at require “proof of need” for Ziggy. Since he’s owner-trained I don’t have a national organization to back me up. Anyone moved with a service dog? I would also like to offer as little “proof” as legally necessary, to reduce gatekeeping for people in the future, so I need to know what that could look like.
(Also “Neither the term “individual with handicaps” nor the term “handicap” shall apply to an individual solely because that individual is a transvestite.” is written into the Fair Housing Act what.)
I think just a letter from your doctor should do it. It doesn’t have to say the exact reason why, just say something about how the doctor agrees with/recommends Ziggy for your specific needs.
Poor Bruce had a kind of difficult day today. Typically I just take him to class a few hours in the morning and he’s done, but today he had two hours of class this morning, an hour of review, over an hour of a meeting (surrounded by other dogs no less), and then an hour and a half at dinner. He did lovely but during dinner you could tell he had reached his limit for how many places he could visit in one day.
Tomorrow I may introduce him to my afternoon classes, which I’ve been refraining from because they start at 1 and end around 5:30, but tomorrow I’m expecting a big break between the first class and second class so maybe we’ll go to the park on campus or something. But I’m also hesitant because after class I have work until 10. I want him to come to one or the other, both may be too much. Maybe he’ll skip morning classes. We’ll see.