Showing posts with label M-litter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label M-litter. Show all posts

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Nike, Ever-Patient Grandmother....




The three stooges.... Lynx, Musket, Macha (all Nike grandchildren)




Nike and her daughter Jubilee:


Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Very Vet Tuesday


Dubious Flint Is Dubious

Flint rode with me to Richmond today to the veterinary dermatologist. They ended up doing skin testing on 75 allergens--he reacted to 25 of them: dust mites (2 types), house fly, mosquito, 3 types of mold, Birch, Willow, Walnut, Cottonwood, Cypress, Oak, Sycamore, Pine, Cedar, Mulberry, Sweet Gum, Alder, yeast, 2 more types of mite, and Kapok (used in furniture stuffing).


Scratch the White Spot

So, basically, he's allergic to the world. He's going to be starting a shot regimen designed to desensitize him. It can take 8+ months to work and it works about 75% of the time, and he'll have to get shots 1-2 times a week for the rest of his life. But for him, it could change his life--he's been scratching himself bloody for most of the last two years, unless he was on steroids and antihistamines or covered by sweater or jacket that protected his skin.

Flint's been blind in his left eye for about 3 years, and since Christmas, he's become blind in his right eye. He can still see something around the edges of the collapsed lens in his left eye, but his vision is very poor. He'll be 6 this winter--not an old man yet!


Then this afternoon, I took Hunter in for a brucellosis test and Musket and Macha for their 12 week vaccinations. Musket and Macha had a blast wrestling in the exam room and mock growling and snarling and barking. They gave great eye contact to the vet and techs and had no concerns about the new building or flooring or the moving table or being poked and prodded. Such good puppies.

Macha continues to claim that I belong to her. She recognizes my truck and me from across the parking lot, and when I loaded Hunter and Musket back in the truck, she jumped on my leg and let me know that she was next. But, no, I sent her back home with Wanda, Puppy Raiser Extraordinaire (Macha is very happy there and is learning to watch TV with Wanda's husband and is doing things like picking up Wanda's aluminum cane and carrying it out of the room). Macha will be coming back to live with me, but this period of outside socialization is incredibly important for both her and for Musket. It allows them to grow up without each other and to gain more self-confidence and also to develop more of a one-on-one relationship with a person, which is very important for future training and the ability to form a strong bond.

Musket's still looking for a working home--he's actually pretty good in the house, but he's got enough drive and attitude that he definitely needs someone who is going to train him and teach him to channel his drive into constructive activities.

Macha... I suppose she's technically for sale, but I'm in no hurry to see her go. But if the absolute right home came along, I might let her go. (Of course I've been saying that about Lynx for a year now, and I don't see him going anywhere....)

Hunter just came in heat--sooner than I had hoped, so I'm making the final decisions on who the papa dog will be. I'm considering a cross into German showlines--I'm looking at a couple of very nice dogs who have proven not only their beauty in the show ring but also their solid working ability. It's a big change in bloodlines for me, but I think this type of breeding holds a lot of promise for the future of the breed--working toward the important goal of creating dogs who can work and who are excellent examples of the breed standard.

Right now, Hunter just wants me to throw the ball again...

Saturday, March 20, 2010

10-Weeks Old--Macha, Musket, Mica, Morrag



The pups turned 10 weeks old yesterday, so today we went and visited a friend so they could explore a new environment and smell new smells and generally have a positive outdoor experience. Mica got out of the car and I swear her ears went up the minute she hopped out of the truck. The puppies were kinda enough to pose for a LOT of pictures, so I figured I'd share.

Macha will be staying with my friend--an experienced puppy raiser--to get super socialized, well-loved, and to get a chance to develop her little self without her siblings. I've got a few people asking about Morrag and Mica, so I hope they will find their new families soon.

Mica and Morrag


Mica and Morrag are very similar in personality. Morrag's turning into a very substantial girl--picking her up is like picking up a brick! Mica seemed to be quite the model today--couldn't take a bad picture of her!


Musket
I've had several people inquire about Musket--but he's really quite a drivey and mouthy boy. He needs a working home--he'll drive a pet home nuts--while disassembling their household.... When he's excited or stressed, he vocalizes and loads in drive. At this age, this translates to barking and whining--and tugging on my pants with all his strength. I'm working on channeling this into toys and play. When he's an adult, this drive will be very usable for training and working. I'm hoping he can find a SAR home with someone who knows how to channel this drive productively.

(clicky for the rest of the day's pictures)

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Green Tattoos and Doberfriends



It's been a big week for puppies--on Wednesday they had their first vet visit. The vet declared them all extremely healthy and friendly, and they all got their first shots. They were all between 10 and 12 pounds, so a lot of uniformity in the litter.

Then on Thursday, they turned 8 weeks old and we celebrated with a walk around the property.

Friday, I took the 2 bicolors and Musket to visit a friend and play on her agility field.

Saturday, they all went to see a friend of mine who helped me tattoo them all (hence the green left ears in the following pictures!) then they got to visit with their older half-sister from the K-litter and her 2 doberman buddies.




They also saw strange cats, went in a new house with new scents and flooring, and then they all zonked out in a heap in the middle of the kitchen floor while we ate dinner.