Dog says: Your hug is not welcome human. Stop it.

I didn’t have many Woofy posts lately, Maia is doing fine, so is Mikka. But I just saw this post and video on “No Dog About It” and want to spread the message. I see similar behaviour with Maia when she doesn’t want to cuddle. At other times she wants to crawl on my lap. The important message here, I think (apart from the body language) is: mind the dog’s space, just like us, they sometimes just want to be left alone.
After watching this video, maybe we look at all the ‘cute’ kid/doggie memes a bit differently.

No Dog About It Blog

42-17207233As I mentioned in yesterday’s blog post, this week is National Dog Bite Prevention Week (May 17-23).

I’ve been planning for this week for a few months now; collecting videos, graphics and other information, so that I could share it with all of you.

I know that this subject is not as sexy as the latest new story about a lost dog reunion or dog rescue story, but it is a very real problem with huge impacts. Did you know?

  • 4.5 million people in the U.S. are bitten by dogs every year
  • 1 in 5 are bad enough to require medical attention
  • It is estimated that in 2013, insurers across the country paid over $483 million in dog bite claims (You can see the top 10 states for dog bite claims in 2014 here.)
  • In that same year, 26,935 reconstructive procedures were performed to repair injuries caused by dog bites…

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Weekend Woofs: Progress Report

woofHello everyone, Maia here. Mum wants to talk today, she says something about how I’m such a good girl, and as I’m modest, I let her. Can’t talk about how good I am myself, now, can I?

“Thank you, Maia!

“Some of you may remember that a few weeks ago, I wrote about how we found out what is behind most of Maia’s insecurities, that she was mostly a fearful dog. Well, this insight turned out to be an important one, because since then, it’s like floodgates have burst open and everything clicks into place.

You called, I came, now where is my treat?

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Woofy Weekend: Faces

ww3Today, Maia has been with us for three months. It has been a good time, and she has learned to trust us. Last week, for the first time, she licked my face. I was very pleased, because she hadn’t done it before (although some might say, ewww…). She’s still got her issues: chasing everything that moves, acting up, barking and lunging when other dogs are in sight, pulling on the leash… there are ups and downs, sometimes it’s better, sometimes it’s worse, but overall, I feel, things improve. Some of the basic training, the Watch Me, the avoidance of confrontations, gentle treatment, patience… I think it’s starting to slowly pay off. She’s less insecure/ fearful. Continue reading “Woofy Weekend: Faces”

Woofy Weekend: Winter has come again.

olafThose of you who live in North America will probably belly-laugh reading this, but these days in our nick of the wood, a snow flake or two means that it is winter. A few weeks ago I showed you our record snowfall of three centimeters… that was more than we had seen in several years. And that is not all, it has snowed again! Another whooping two centimeters. It’s transformed fields and walkways into slushy puddles of mud, but all the dogs I know have fun with it. But, it wasn’t always like this. Once upon a time, when Spot, our Border Collie was still young and healthy, we had a real winter, and I have proof.

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Woofy Weekend: Dinnertime

When Spot, my Border Collie, was five years old, he started to have seizures. It was very scary. He would run around and suddenly, without warning, fall to the ground, tremble, roll his eyes back and salivate heavily. After an eternity of a minute or two it would stop and he would become conscious again but be very confused. We consulted our vet of that time. He made tests. And more tests. And didn’t find anything. Spot kept having seizures. Not often or heavily enough for medication (yet), but scary each time it happened. It wasn’t epilepsy. We weren’t all that happy with the vet we consulted then. And so I did some research and somewhere, on some American dog forum (Germany at that time was not web-savvy for that kind of thing yet) read about similar symptoms caused by preservatives in the food.

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