Weekend Woofs: The Hunter

Don’t read if the death of small mammals upsets, or triggers you. I’m writing this here, since this is kind of a journal for Maia’s progress.


I’ve written in the past how Maia passionately digs for mice. On occasion she digs some out. She was most successful in winter, when there was no ground cover, and the only shelter was their nest. She’d kill the mice.

Now, with grass and other plants providing ample groud cover, digging becomes less rewarding. The mice are outside and relying on the protection the plant cover gives them. Maia adjusted to that and now mostly jumps, and catches them with one swift strike. She usually kills them quickly, which I prefer, because I don’t like to stomp on them to make sure they’re dead. A predator killing prey is natural, but Maia is a domesticated pet who doesn’t need the food, and I don’t like unnecessary suffering. When the mouse gets away, I usually don’t allow Maia to go after it. She’s had her chance.

But she’s a hunter, that’s part of her nature. She has a strong hunting drive. That’s why I allow her to catch mice, besides, there are far too many mice around this year. The fields look like swiss cheese.

But recently, (while on leash!) she got a young hare. This made me very sad, hares are becoming rare around here (as opposed to rabbits and mice), and the animal was hurt too badly to take it away from her, so I was glad that Maia killed it quickly.  It was not nice. I need to pay more attention and not let her go too far into the fields. I don’t want to get her another hare, or even rabbit. Mice should be enough for her hunting drive.

Otherwise Maia is doing very well, she has truly arrived. She’s acting more like a teenager now than like a pup. Soon she’ll be all grown up. The hare incident reminds me to never leave her alone with the cat even if they appear to get along better now, but it may be deceiving. It’s just too risky.  They walk side by side peacefully one day, the next day there’s the wild hunt. The cat always has a place to escape to, but it’s stressful for him, and I’d rather be safe  than sorry.

Weekend Woofs: Going for a walk

There isn’t anything new going on here in Maia-Land. We’re plodding along, and thought we’re taking you on one of our walks.

We’re living in a village close to a city. We have fields and small woods right around the corner. Most areas are used to grow asparagus here. It’s grown in hills covered in plastic. Strawberries are another major crop, grown in plastic tunnels. In spring we walk through an ocean of plastic.

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Weekend Woofs: Maia and HP

woofHello, here is Maia. Maybe you wonder what the HP in the title means? Mum tried, again, to tiptoe around stuff she thought I might not like to talk about because I’m a lady. I’ll tell you what: a lady can talk about everything. It’s all human canine, mammal, after all. And so I won’t let her water things down, I’m telling the story myself.

HP means Horse Poo, and it is the next best thing to cat food–and CP, if you know what I mean, althought they usually don’t let me get at that if they can avoid it. Too bad…

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Weekend Woofs: Progress Report

woofToday’s post is all about Maia, so she let me take over right from the start.

It’s been a while since I’ve written about training, her lunging and barking issues, and what else goes on with Maia in her new home. It’s almost five months now that we got her, and I can say that she slowly develops into a real dog.

What? Isn’t that silly? What was she before?

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Weekend Woofs: Not-so-ladylike stuff

woofMaia here. Mum wants to talk about stuff a lady doesn’t talk about, so I keep quiet and give over to mum.

“Thank you, Maia. I’m not a lady, and so I’ll talk about what I want. I’ve written in the past about how I’ve been cooking the food for my dogs for years. Maia likes it, too, and she did well with it, but two weeks ago, she had considerable diarrhea.

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Week(end) Woofs: A Dog’s Nose

m2Hello everyone, this is Maia, again. Mum read something she thought other people who like dogs might want to read, and see, too.  And so we’re skipping this week’s MOOCy Monday (she’s not been studying anyway), and do a Weekend Woof instead.

Mum says:

“I’m reading many different blogs, and prominent among them are dog blogs. (Eventually I must get my bbootslog-roll(s) done). Among the blogs I always read, and not just browse, is this: Dog Spies on Scientific American, written by Julie Hecht, a canine behavioral researcher and science writer. Don’t be put off if you’re not that much into science. She writes in a very entertaining and understandable way, and her posts teach us a lot about dogs. Today, a Dog Spies Nose-a-thon has started, articles and talks about dogs’ noses. The first article is an introduction, and also features a video by Alexandra Horowitz, How do dogs see with their noses? It tells you about how dogs sniff, process the smells, and how they perceive the world. It is entertaining, well made, and very, very interesting. If you don’t want to read the blog, watch the video here:

The Dog Spies Nose-a-thon continues tomorrow, don’t miss it.”

Now that’s all old woofs to me, but about time you humans get an idea about how important the sniffing business is to us. Maybe next time I perfume myself with horse poo, Mum won’t use that awful word, “bath time”?

In this sense, have a lovely week.

Your Maia.

Weekend Woofs: About Names

Hello everybody, this is Maia speaking. woofMum is still fighting an army of viruses and bacteria, cuffing and sneezing and making funny noises. Otherwise she’s  boring, because she sleeps most of the time. She told me that it was time to introduce the Weekend Woofs properly, which is what we’ll be doing. Because we changed the name. So here is what Mum has to say about the Weekend Woofs:

“Initially, this was called Woofy Weekends with the occasional Caturday Saturday thrown in. But then I wanted to write about hamsters. How do you fit hamsters into that scheme? Hamsterday Samsterday? Nah…

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Weekend Woofs: Favorite Video Friday – A Romantic Dinner for Two

Hello everyone, this is Maia.

Everyone here is wishing you a happy (or at least not offensive, intrusive, overly sweet) Valentine’s Day. Mind you, I’m not allowed to eat chocolate. These hamsters… they could come and celebrate with me… I have ideas about dinner…
(Gah speaking, taking the keyboard away from Maia: I’m fond of hamsters and found this a hoot. It’s from the No Dog About It Blog. Enjoy!)
…ahwoof, yes, exactly. Enjoy!
Your Maia

No Dog About It Blog

If you already saw this posted on my Facebook page, I apologize, but I just could not resist sharing it once again. After all, it IS the day before the most romantic day of the year.

And, what could be more romantic than an Italian dinner at a restaurant with the one you love? Did I mention the gondola ride beforehand? Ooo la la!

I hope you all have a Valentine’s Day as romantic as these two. Just don’t stuff all the food into your cheeks, okay?

Happy Friday everyone!

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