King definitely tries to use his looks to get what he wants... He thinks he has special powers or something. In some ways all Labradors do.Try to guess what he's thinking in all of these pictures (not that I know, but i can guess):
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| King, Eagle, Redding, and Dune at the Aquarium |
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| King and Judith on their quest to find the water |
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| King checks out the dirt and Judith runs along the beach. (Colt is in the background) |
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| Judith LOVED running up and down the "beach" |
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| And here's another of her running up the "beach" |
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| King and Colt |
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| It was a long day! |
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| King and Judith waiting to see the sights at the Salt Lake City Chalk Festival |
The thing about having a perpetuate puppy in the house is that there are ALWAYS toys on the floor.
I pick them up, puppy pulls them out. (Not like I would rather him chew on something else... Please chew on the toys.)
Last night was not the first time I've stepped on a bone, but it was the first time I started bleeding from stepping on a bone. You'd be surprised how much a little knick bled.
| Placer seems excited to see us again |
| He can't decide who to say hi to next. |
| Placer's happy to be graduating... |
| Erica (my fantastic co-raiser) and Place |
| Erica and King sleep on the backseat on the way home... |
Okay... So its not really swimming, but if you knew this guy's dad, it basically is. That dog wouldn't tough water with his paws for anything... This is really good. King even kind of likes it a little. He was super thoughtful the whole time. Trying to figure out why I was allowing him to step in the giant water bowl- and why I kept throwing his toys into the water when he had to snorkle them out. It was pretty funny.
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| A friend said that this is Judith's "come hither" look. |
Graduation was great.
Seeing friends and family in Portland and Seattle was great.
And now the trip home.
King looks just about how we feel right now (sorry for the quality)... Only a few hours until we are home in our own bed.
Here's Kai.
Another one of our visiting club dogs.
He's a 13ish-month-old cross and very sweet. He is slightly immature, but you can only expect that with half of him being golden retriever. ;) One more day with this guy and yea back home, and Judith will enjoy a little break until we get back from graduation and King comes home.
Yesterday we got the offical email.
The Goldog gets to be known as "Team Sharon and Placer" from Shawmut, MT. It's only 9ish hours from here... Not too bad, right?
Planning this trip is kind of crazy. It sounds like we will be caravanning (is that a word??) up there with another raiser who will give my co-raiser a ride back to Utah while Rick and I do the tourist thing in Portland and Seattle.
It will be fun... Although I'm sure King will be EXHAUSTED by the end.
We can't wait though!
It's taken almost a year to be able to write this post. Everytime I think about writing it... I can't.
Last October my mom called me and said she didn't think Vinnie was going to be around much longer. He'd had diabetes for about and year and been doing great but the last few weeks had been having seizures about once a week. For a while everytime she thought he was done, the next day he would wake up as happy, normal Vinnie. During that time, I went over to visit him as much as possible and treated it like the last time I might see him... Just in case.
This day was a little different. He had started seizing at about 1 am and they kept going throughout the day, every few hours. He wasn't getting up, and he was ready to go. I was able to go over, pay down next to him, and give him one last pep talk... Tell him to save me a place near his house. Where he is, I want to be. (Augh! 6 months later and this story still makes me cry!)
Dr. Summers has been his vet since the beginning and is basically the best. When we brought him in, she layed on the floor with him and cried. We gave him one more hug and said one more goodbye. I never thought I would have to do this... My big yellow lab was supposed to live forever. He knew it was time though and he told us.
Over the last several months, King has learned how to stay home in the crate while Rick and I are at work. (When I have students to work with in the classroom, King doesn't get to go to work.) Lucky for him, this is soon coming to an end... Classes end officially next week, and then the dreaded Finals Week. After that King gets to start being the office dog again. He is probably one of the "clingiest" puppies I've had, so I'm sure he will love getting to be with me most days. Sometimes that quality drives me crazy, but Marnie loves it because she always knows exactly where he is: right at her feet. He loves to follow me around the house and if I stop somewhere for longer than 30 seconds, he's as close as he can possibly get to me, without getting right in my skin...
...And sometimes when he does this, it's so hard to resist not letting him up on the couch. Don't worry, we always reluctantly resist. (I pushed him off after I took the picture.) Are you sure you're not part golden, King?
Pilgrim was pulled out of class :( He still has hopes to graduate as a guide. Maybe he just felt bad leaving his siblings behind. He rejoined Placer and Primrose in phase 8, while Pryor was placed in class in San Rafael!
Keep going P dogs! You can do it!
Class starts next Monday. Crossing fingers and paws their new partners come along soon!
In other news, King is doing very well on getting over his body sensitivity issue. He doesn't fight so much and gets out of the car willingly now! Yay!
Here's hoping for another week of positive things happening with the pups!
Another Thursday and another report...
Placer is still hanging out in phase 8 along with Primrose.
And Pryor is in phase 7 still.
And..
Pilgrim is in class!! (Way to show your siblings how its done!) Congrats to him, his new handler, and his raisers :)
It's kind of funny, sometimes I feel so superstitious when I have a dog in training. I worry that looking at graduation dates too early or looking at the report too much will cause a CC or something. According to my superstition... I think I might have jinxed myself this week.
I have a friend that is moving to Portland and couldn't fit all her stuff in her car so I told her I was planning on going for a guide dog graduation up there soon and could probably take a few boxes. I told her I didn't know when, but she could pack 2 or 3 small boxes that she wouldn't need immediately and I would get it up to her in the next few months. Way to go, Mickelle... We will just cross our fingers, throw some salt over our shoulder, and say a little prayer for Placer ;)
Don't worry guys, I'm not rebelling. There is a reason we have an old puppy coat on little King.
At 8-months-old, King has decided that his life is scary. He would rather not wear his puppy coat or get out of the car when we go places. So, to remedy one of these issues, our CFR has recommended he an old style puppy coat around the house for body sensitivity. (If we go out he still has to wear his regular uniform.) He seems to really not mind it at all... In fact, I think he minds it less than his smaller, regular puppy coat. He will now put his head through both coats if I have food on the other side of the neck hole. Yay!
He also seems to be doing a little better at getting out of the car. We've been using some good suggestions from our CFR and it's definitely bend helping. It used to take about 15 min to get him out (without forcing) and when we went to puppy class the other day it only took about 7 or 8. Little victories... Little victories. Needless to say, we do socializations just for him instead of doing something we need to do and he just happens to come along.
Hopefully, this is just a temporary thing. King is a very sweet boy and I think will make a great guide dog for someone. We sure love him!
Today's the day we tackle the backyard.
You know how all winter it's basically impossible to clean up the yard because of the ridiculous amounts of snow?
Yeah, worst day ever is when it comes time to clean all that up after the snow melts.
Wish us luck...
This is Lotus. He's a very large 11-month-old male yellow lab. Sweet little King went to Lotus' house for the weekend, while Lotus gets to play here.
Judith is not fond of this arrangement. Lotus is a *very* intact male and doesn't quite understand that Judi isn't that kind of girl...
We have made some progress with Lotus, but I think Judith will appreciative King much more now.