tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19009760084355671932024-03-05T20:26:16.681-08:00Marley's Adventuresmonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17884860436322118259noreply@blogger.comBlogger323125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-9971937382702235292015-02-28T21:42:00.002-08:002015-02-28T21:42:31.757-08:00Lure Coursing We did Marley's favorite thing today. I signed her up for the 300 yard course and at the last minute it was decided she could do the 600 yard course. She loved it!<br />
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I mentioned before the event how I couldn't let her see the course because she would go ballistic! A friend laughed and said, "She's not as wild as the dobermans." I laughed with her and as soon as the event started Marley lost her presence of mind and whined, yipped, and squirmed trying to get the lure. My friend looked at us and said, "Oh my gosh, she is more wild than the dobermans."<br />
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This is such a fun activity for all dogs. I saw a tiny chihuahua run the 300 yard course and she was awesome! We gave her a standing ovation for completing the course, she was so tiny she had to leap up to see the lure over some the grass.<br />
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Thanks to Joyce for taking such nice photos of both Marley and Piek.<br />
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<br />Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-544432831966389022015-02-16T21:16:00.006-08:002015-02-16T21:16:57.209-08:00Piek and the Magic Pants<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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Piek is settling in nicely. He knows Marley is in charge, Bob is to be avoided at all costs and Mojo is his buddy. <br />
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He spent his first month trying to convince me his name was not Piek and he had no idea what "sit" meant. Once he realized I have magic pants that are filled with yummy treats he decided his name was in fact Piek and he might know a few things.<br />
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He is fantastic on his own, his lose leash walking is fabulous. He'll look at me for cues and maintain my pace (mostly, he still likes to pee on everything). He'll wait inside the door until I invite him to step outside. He loves people and feels everybody is his friend. <br />
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He is awesome until Marley joins us on a walk...at which point he forgets everything and he pulls on the leash and allows Marley to trick him into barking at everything. It takes him a while to realize I'm wearing the magic treat filled pants and its in his best interest to behave. Marley seems to be incredibly amused and tries to trick me into giving her extra treats because she is such a good dog.<br />
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In the morning we walk to the local tennis courts and Marley and Piek practice recalls and stays. Piek is doing fantastic, I can place him on a stay next to Marley and I can do jumping jacks and some of my cool dance moves and Piek will maintain a solid stay. This is really fantastic!<br />
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He has also attended his first Jo Sermon Workshop. Of course it was a puppy workshop and he was the oldest dog there and he did great. Jo gave me great advise on how to increase his focus and attention. She is a wealth of information and I highly suggest if you have the chance to attend one of her workshops, you should.<br />
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Right now we are working on some attention and focus exercises. He is a lovely dog and Marley likes to pretend she doesn't care he is here but I've caught her playing with him.Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-62286499792609635462014-12-20T10:56:00.000-08:002014-12-20T10:56:08.136-08:00I took the plunge, we have a new addition.I've spent this last year reading about different dog breeds and talking to a ton of people about adding a dog to my household. I've taken the plunge and added Piek to our family.<br />
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He is really sweet and is looking at Marley for household cues. He is a bit toy obsessed which is a nice change from Marley's indifference. He is not quite sure what to make of the cats. <br />
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Marley likes him, but she seems to be waiting for him to go home. The cats are not happy. Bob is determined to put him in his place and Mojo is just hiding. I think its pretty good for our first day.<br />
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I'm very excited and I hope to share his adventures with you this next year.Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-37562777533860443782014-11-11T08:30:00.000-08:002014-11-11T08:30:01.446-08:00We tried Barn Hunt<a href="http://www.barnhunt.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" src="http://www.barnhunt.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/bh_logo_color_300.png" height="138" width="200" /></a>I kept hearing about Barn Hunt and I was intrigued. I spoke with a few friends who had "interesting" experiences I decided I wanted to start with a workshop. I love workshops, can you tell? In my quest I found <a href="http://www.strawbaleproductions.com/" target="_blank">Straw Bale Productions</a> and I signed us up for a clinic.<br />
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We had a great time. Bruce and Scott were friendly and very helpful. Bruce is the nosework guy and Scott is the rat guy. The morning started by a quick review of the sport and the rules. They had copies of the <a href="http://www.barnhunt.com/" target="_blank">Barn Hunt Association</a> rule book for us to review.<br />
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They mentioned some dogs get it immediately and others need some instruction; actually the humans need the most instruction. It is very similar to nosework, in which the handler needs to recognize the signs that the dog has found the rat and be confident when calling the rat (basically indicating where the rat is located). This is not as easy as it sounds. In addition to finding the rat the dog needs to go through a straw tunnel and climb a bale of straw.<br />
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They had three stations stet up for practice. The first was just a bale of straw and a rat in a clear tube. The second was a novice set-up, and the third was an advanced set-up. Each station was staffed by a volunteer.<br />
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I started at the first station with the rat and the one bale of straw. Marley went right up to the tube and tried to get the rat out. The second time she just looked around and tried to go into the other stations. I walked her around and asked her "Where is the RAT?" I think the most difficult part was trying not to use "find it" which we use for nosework. <br />
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The second station with the novice set-up was interesting. Marley was just excited to be off leash near straw. It took a while to get her to focus on looking for the rat. It took us a while to sync into a team. She received a lot of praise and I decided to try the first station again before progressing to the more advanced station.<br />
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The second time at the first station I made it a bit more difficult for her by standing further away from the station and asking her "Where is the RAT?" Once she was really excited and had some easy success we moved on to the more advanced station.<br />
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The advanced station was larger, more complex and we were timed. This was not a blind search, I knew where the rats were located and could provide "help" if needed. I have to say the most difficult part of this station was keeping track of my dog. She was just zooming around the straw and I kept losing her.<br />
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Once everybody has cycled through all the stations they ran us through a mock novice trial. We had to call the finds and the dog had go through a tunnel and climb a bale of straw. We didn't know where the rats were hidden. <br />
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Marley completed the course in a minute and forty nine seconds. She just ran by the empty tube and found the rats right away. It took us longer to go through the tunnel because she kept looking for rats. She was fantastic!<br />
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Bruce gave me great advice on adding another scent for her to find and how to help Marley distinguish nosework from barn hunt. He also provided information on how scents move through straw.<br />
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If you want to try Barn Hunt I highly recommend starting with a workshop or clinic to introduce your dog to the concept. I liked how quickly Marley picked up the concept and is excited about hunting rats. <br />
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The rats were well taken care of and they were rotated at least once with fresh rats. The rat in the clear tube spent the entire time grooming and sleeping. <br />
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We had a great time and I look forward to entering a trial soon. <br />
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After the workshop Marley and I went hiking at <a href="http://www.ebparks.org/parks/pt_isabel" target="_blank">Point Isabel</a>. We do not go very often but every time we get close, Marley gets really excited. <br />
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Finally, we have exciting stuff happening in the next couple of months. This means I'll have more to share.
Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-54937981831370337082014-08-17T12:14:00.000-07:002014-08-17T12:14:03.434-07:00Black Cat Appreciation Day!<div style="text-align: center;">
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Mojo started his day by sleeping on Marley's tail, followed up by chewing on it for a while. When Marley got up, he stalked her tail. A game of chase followed the tail stalking!</div>
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Stalking Bob is always a fun game after breakfast. After a busy morning Mojo will nap all day until dinner. He'll recieve a new catnip filled toy tonight. Its a great way to celebrate his day. </div>
Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-22638050607479633472014-08-10T13:59:00.002-07:002014-08-17T12:14:44.153-07:00Canine CardiologistI had the most surreal experience at our vet's office during Marley's annual exam. The vet complemented Marley's svelte figure and sparkling teeth. We talked about nutrition and she casually said, "Marley's heart murmur seems fine."<br />
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My response was, "No, Marley does not have a heart murmur!" My vet looked at me and offered to check again at the end of the exam. Once she did she confirmed the heart murmur and started talking about quality of life. I totally panicked and started asking a ton of questions in which I'm sure was a high pitched scared tone. My vet suggested I schedule an appointment with a cardiologist, who might be able to answer all of my questions. She referred me to three. I made appointments with all of them. Did I mention I was panicking?</div>
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After conducting some research and calling all the cardiologists multiple times, I settled on one and tried not to overreact every time Marley coughed. I found an overwhelming amount of information on canine heart murmurs and a lot of anecdote about other dogs.</div>
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Our Canine Cardiologist was wonderful. She conducted an EKG and an Echocardiagram on Marley. The results indicate she has a <a href="http://www.vetmed.wsu.edu/cliented/mi.aspx" target="_blank">degenerative mitral valve disease</a>. </div>
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The good news is the cardiologist gave us permission to allow Marley to gain some weight and we can continue our regular activities. </div>
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Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-80875225115503490302014-06-18T22:23:00.000-07:002014-06-18T22:23:58.052-07:00Walking Wednesday<div style="text-align: center;">
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Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-61027169665853527142014-06-13T08:00:00.000-07:002014-06-13T08:00:00.206-07:00Agility Trial AdventuresThis is our year! I can totally feel that we are finally going to sync and work as a team during competition. I just know its going to be awesome! I have complete faith in Marley!<br />
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I've been so positive I signed her up for her first AKC agility event! I was so sure we were ready that I entered her in Jumpers and Standard. I blocked out my entire Memorial weekend for agility (yes, I know I'm a bit behind). I just knew Marley was ready to totally rock in Jumpers and I had high hopes for her in Standard.<br />
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Day 1: We entered Jumpers and I signed up for Jumpers and Standard in a fun match after the event.<br />
Jumpers: We lined up and she was looking around while I led out. I called her and she went over 3 jumps beautifully and entered the tunnel without hesitation. I was so excited! The then proceeded to sniff around the weave poles and she jumped over some jumps on her way to her leash. <br />
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Fun Match Standard: While I walked the course I decided to stay close to Marley and support her through the course. When it was our turn, I led out and I saw her eyes light up as she saw the A-frame. We started and she flew over the jumps and hit all her contacts and she flew into the weave poles. She was so AWESOME! It was MAGICAL! My heart nearly burst from pride!<br />
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Fun Match Jumpers: Hyped up by our success in Standard I just knew we were going to be awesome in Jumpers. We started and she jumped over the jumps, zoomed into the tunnel, flew into the weave poles and looked fantastic zooming into the second tunnel. She flew out of the tunnel and started sniffing around... Yep, she was done. <br />
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Day 2: We were entered in Jumpers and Standard. After much thought I decided I needed to provide Marley more support and not expect her to perform in the trial as she does during training.<br />
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Jumpers: Our startline great and she was fantastic going over jumps and through the tunnel. She was a bit tentative going into the weave poles. She was doing so well and then she started sniffing and she went off course. <br />
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Standard: I just knew this was going to be fantastic. We were at the startline when we heard "Ready" and Marley was like, "why, yes I'm ready" and she took off. Yep, I was inhaling her dust as she took the first two jumps while I watched in total shock. Once it hit me that I shouldn't call her back I took off and met her at the third jump. We were smoking hot as we completed the next three obstacles. Then it happened...she flew out of a tunnel and missed the weave poles and the magic was gone. <br />
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Overall, I think Marley understands the game and she enjoys running the course. She simply soars over jumps with a gigantic grin on her face. She is happy and relaxed after our turn and she is not stressed over the excitement and noise of the event.<br />
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I'm not going to lie, I wish we had at least competed a course without being disqualified but I'm choosing to focus on the great things we accomplished and how happy Marley is playing the game.Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-29423210413780547622014-04-23T08:00:00.000-07:002014-04-23T08:00:04.932-07:00Dog Park ClosedA light started this whole mess four years ago. I went to the park and there were about 5 people huddled under the light of one streetlight. It was dark and there was no way I could spot my dog as she ran around in the park. I started asking around, why do we only have one light? This of course led to more questions, such as, why does one side of the park have running water and shade and the small dog section is just a tiny patch of dirt? Soon everybody was questioning the status of the dog park and getting involved.<br />
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Before you knew it I was conducting dog park crawls and presenting my findings to the park district. One of the problems was the age of our park, about ten years ago it was the first in the area. Today all new development includes a dog park. <br />
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Fortunately, everybody who attended the park regularly wanted to see changes, especially during the winter when the entire park became a swamp. The park district heard us and decided to create a Master Plan for our park. The public was involved in the development of the new plan and the Dog Park began to raise funds. We sold as many dog cookies, calendars, and cookbooks as possible. Our great committee chair sent out letters and applied for grants. Contests were entered for a new dog park. Community yard sales are being held to raise funds. Everybody has contributed and worked hard to raise funds.<br />
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I am pleased to share that construction has started on the park infrastructure. Unfortunately, our park is closed for the entire summer. </div>
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<br />I am so pleased with all the hard work of the Dog Park Committee and everybody who chipped in to raise funds. This is fantastic progress, even though most of us are at a bit of a loss as to where to go in the evenings. Marley misses her park and her friends.<br /><br />Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-15256207214281270982014-03-01T12:09:00.000-08:002014-03-01T12:09:13.730-08:00Marley and the CATA few weeks ago a friend asked if Marley was taking the CAT. I told her Marley has a kitten and I don't want another, thank you very much. After she was done laughing she clarified, the Course Ability Test (CAT). It turns out the Course Ability Test is an AKC lure coursing activity for dogs that are not sight hounds. All dogs can participate and earn titles and win ribbons. <br />
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At this point I decided to join the <a href="http://classic.akc.org/canine_partners/" target="_blank">AKC Canine Partners Program</a>, this is for mixed breed dogs also known as All American dogs. Not only will I be able to participate in the CAT but also in AKC agility, Obedience, and Rally and earn titles. It was about $35 and easy to join, the hardest part was deciding on Marley's "official" name.<br />
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Today we attended Marley's first AKC event. It was so much fun!<br />
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She was so well behaved and really calm around the other dogs until they started testing the system. At this point she totally lost her mind and started whining and trying to get the lure. She spent most of the event in her crate covered with a blanket to prevent her from seeing the lure. <br />
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I ended up having to carry her into the field she was just so wiggly and squirmy and I was afraid she would hurt herself trying to run after the lure while on a leash. She had a blast, she ran through mud, large puddles, and horse poop (her favorite).<br />
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No surprise to anybody who is a frequent reader...Marley passed the CAT! She caught the lure and earned an orange ribbon! Yep! We have our first ribbon (I hope its our first and not the only ribbon we earn).<br />
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I am so proud of her! If she passes the CAT two more times she gets a CA title.<br />
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<br />Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-34148215180849074712013-12-30T12:34:00.000-08:002013-12-30T12:34:06.614-08:00Good Grief...Where does the time go?Wow, I just realized I haven't blogged since October! Quite a bit has happened since my last blog post.<br />
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We kept Marley's kitten. His name is Mojo and unfortunately, he is a black cat. I love black cats but he is incredibly difficult to photograph; I have 3 months worth of black blobs in all my photos. He is currently 5 months old and weighs about 6 lbs. He is incredibly feisty and into everything. Marley treats him like a puppy. Bob has serious reservations about the kitten.<br />
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Marley and I have spent time enjoying the nice weather. We've been hiking along the American River. The river is very low this year and there are a ton of dead Salmon along the edge. Marley is in heaven!<br />
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Squirrels are very feisty this time of year and Marley is determined to catch one!<br />
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I've started working on Marley's calendar for 2014 and there are some fun activities planned for Marley. Of course, I will be better about sharing them in a timely manner. I do post often on <a href="https://www.facebook.com/MarleysAdventures" target="_blank">Facebook</a>. Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-22964815474013110522013-10-16T22:00:00.001-07:002013-10-16T22:00:45.649-07:00National Feral Cat DayMarley celebrated the day by rescuing a kitten from the street and insisting I bring him home. <div><br></div><div>Bob is not happy! <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNW6FsDv1NZWRFV_CdH_fH9mfE80JoDbLA7YlwVKZhDRccIIH9zODNIRLLSjKWy7ehkwezodRhWt6nMTNSeTfNL1XfjqKRM9Qn4wfpexZy1fELeD9Cc0X9FaQwtufi38p4dPFTeAU2c3ga/s640/blogger-image-753611353.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNW6FsDv1NZWRFV_CdH_fH9mfE80JoDbLA7YlwVKZhDRccIIH9zODNIRLLSjKWy7ehkwezodRhWt6nMTNSeTfNL1XfjqKRM9Qn4wfpexZy1fELeD9Cc0X9FaQwtufi38p4dPFTeAU2c3ga/s640/blogger-image-753611353.jpg"></a></div></div>Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-55496333956003938352013-10-07T13:09:00.000-07:002013-10-07T13:09:18.726-07:00Agility WorkshopMarley and I recently attended a wonderful Agility Workshop. It was fantastic!<br />
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We attended Novice Day and we started the day by going over basic sequences and equipment. Marley did a great job, she received a Standing Ovation when she completed the weave poles (Ok, this may be a slight exageration, but it totally felt like a standing ovation and I did shed a few tears of joy!). Her contacts were fantastic, even the dog walk. <br />
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In the afternoon we completed a few sequences that involved some thought on my part. Marley had a blast! I had a great time; however, I did notice a few spots where I need some work. I tend to panic half way through a sequence and forget all about Marley.<br />
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It was incredibly amusing to receive feedback in a British accent. She pretty much pointed out the same issues my regular instructor has pointed out in the past. <br />
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I was very proud of Marley, she stayed on track and didn't run off. We were in close proximity to dogs she didn't know and she was calm and focused. I'm glad I attended and I look forward to the next Agility Workshop.Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-49743614303889454642013-08-12T12:53:00.000-07:002013-08-12T12:53:02.211-07:00Faking it!Do you remember when you were a kid and your parents were taking you someplace fun, like Disneyland. Do you recall Mom saying, "Go the the bathroom before getting into the car." Do you recall saying, "I've already gone." Inevitably within about 10 minutes you needed to go to the bathroom and everybody in the car became upset. Why am I sharing a crazy childhood memory...Marley has started to do the same thing.<br />
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We'll get to class (Agility or Nosework) and I'll take her to potty. She'll run in and lift her leg (yes, my female lifts her leg) and she tries to run to class. I'll look at the spot where she fake-peed and it's dry. <br />
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I call her back and ask her to "go potty." She sighs and comes back and picks a spot and actually pees...and she tries to run to class. I call her back and say, "I don't think you are done." I get another huge sigh from my dog and she picks a spot and poops. Finally, we are able to walk into class.<br />
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I'm a bit surprised my dog has started faking it during potty time. It totally reminds me of being a kid on the way to Disneyland. I'm tickled she loves class as much as I used to love Disneyland. <br />
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The fact she goes to the effort of lifting her leg to pretend she's gone is the aspect that just blows my mind. I would never have expected her to go to that effort to try to fake me out. Does anybody else's dog try to fake it during potty time?Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-77746169177272314922013-07-17T12:39:00.001-07:002013-07-17T12:39:42.469-07:00Nose Work WorkshopI just attended a wonderful workshop called <b>Introduction to K9 Nose Work®. </b>It was fantastic!<br />
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The instructors were Amy Herot and Wendy Krehbiel. Amy is one of the three founders of the sport and she is a fantastic instructor. I learned about the history and how the sport varies from detection work. We had a couple of fun activities such as introduction to boxes.<br />
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Marley had a wonderful time. The minute she saw the boxes on the floor she squealed and ran to look inside. They couldn't hid the treat fast enough for Marley. On our second try Marley was off leash and the hides were a bit more difficult. Our third turn, Marley was doing a room search, this is where the treat is hidden in spots that are not boxes or containers. She had some trouble finding treats that were hidden above her nose height.<br />
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I was simply amazed at her focus and drive. We both love this new activity. I love that it gives us something fun and exhausting to do indoors when the temperatures are awful outside. Marley loves looking for stuff and the fact that she gets to eat food off the floor is a total plus. <br />
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For more information on<a href="https://www.nacsw.net/" target="_blank"> Nose Work</a> and/or to find an instructor please go to their <a href="https://www.nacsw.net/" target="_blank">website</a>.Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-50668019791070793482013-07-01T12:35:00.000-07:002013-07-01T12:35:21.579-07:00Surfing DogsI grew up by the Ocean. It was fantastic, I spent most of the summer taking the bus to the beach and hanging out. Yep, I even had the crazy roommate that watched the weather channel and had elaborate algorithms to calculate the best surf time and location. Whenever I plan a vacation or even a road trip, the beach is my destination. I'm really happy Marley travels well and loves running on the sand. <br />
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There is a cool club that hosts classes in San Diego, <a href="http://www.socalsurfdogs.com/index.html" target="_blank">SoCal Surf Dogs</a>. I just found out I can enroll Marley in a <a href="http://www.cbs8.com/story/22723587/dogs-hit-the-water-for-surf-lessons" target="_blank">surfing class</a>. How cool is that! <br />
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I was in the middle of planning a fantastic vacation, geared towards teaching Marley how to surf when I realized...she hates swimming. I strongly suspect Marley would protest and move out if I tried to teach her how to surf. <br />
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Hmm...my next dog must like water!Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-57193342966218293212013-06-15T14:51:00.001-07:002013-06-15T14:51:17.532-07:00My Dog is Crazy<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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Marley somehow manages to surprise me all the time. The other day we were working on a simple agility sequence that involved a couple of jumps and the teeter. Very simple sequences, nothing complex.<br />
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Marley managed shock the heck out of me!<br />
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We were running the simple sequence and she sees the teeter and runs towards it...jumps into the yellow, hits the pivot point, and touches the edge with her toes as she leaps off the other end...while it is still in the air. the teeter didn't have enough time to move before she hit the end. For such a little dog she can do the most amazing things, I just wish they weren't always so dangerous. <br />
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This is what she looked like after class.<br />
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Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-71688057351816163482013-04-25T12:52:00.001-07:002013-04-25T12:52:43.166-07:00Just Bob<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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Bob is the weirdest cat I've ever lived with (you never really own a cat), he is so clingy and demanding. I have trouble leaving him home alone because neighbors have started to comment on how loud he complains. Can cats have separation anxiety?<br />
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It has taken over three years for him to accept the fact that Marley is not a visitor. He has started to rub his head under Marley's chin and purr while Marley panics and tries to evade.<br />
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Bob still tries to smack Marley around but it seems mostly for show not to make a point. He has started to bat at her paws trying to get her to play.<br />
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Marley is convinced this is a trick and Bob is just being nice because he wants to steal her bones.<br />
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My pets are really weird!Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-54707247015177085682013-03-14T07:11:00.001-07:002013-03-14T07:11:54.600-07:00Happy Pi DayWhile I celebrate Pi day...Marley celebrates chicken pot pie. <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQibyU5bU9LTQ9J30kqH8Anett7zM8aSdEYlDp50SFuV0q5PRHMutSyIezWDV44v0Y0JnwR5VSIaKfB5BM-0i_csrjwSHuSSVfkYM71pgag_sLtvq9fEntwKfLeKeAT3JYn1JM-eeUJKpp/s640/blogger-image-762208825.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQibyU5bU9LTQ9J30kqH8Anett7zM8aSdEYlDp50SFuV0q5PRHMutSyIezWDV44v0Y0JnwR5VSIaKfB5BM-0i_csrjwSHuSSVfkYM71pgag_sLtvq9fEntwKfLeKeAT3JYn1JM-eeUJKpp/s640/blogger-image-762208825.jpg" /></a></div>Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-36967168640652507492013-03-06T13:02:00.000-08:002013-03-06T13:02:18.465-08:00InternationalizationToday is the first <a href="http://dogagilityblogevents.wordpress.com/internationalization/" target="_blank">Dog Agility Blog Event</a> for 2013 and the topic is <a href="http://dogagilityblogevents.wordpress.com/internationalization/" target="_blank">Internationalization</a>. If you love agility or just love running around jumps hoping your dog will take the jump you may enjoy today's posts. My favorite so far is from <a href="http://justmoredogs.blogspot.com/2013/03/internationalwho.html" target="_blank">Just Another Dog Blog</a>, simply hilarious.<br />
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I unfortunately will not be participating, I have a fantastic article on Internalization. Yep, I totally skipped some letters when reading the topic; Internationalization. I have a tons to say on helping Marley find her "inner Border Collie" not so much on international agility.<br />
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Please enjoy the <a href="http://dogagilityblogevents.wordpress.com/internationalization/" target="_blank">Dog Agility Blog Event</a> and feel free to share which article is your favorite.<br />
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Wow it feels like just yesterday when I brought Marley home. Happy Gotcha Day Marley!</div>
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Upon seeing the course I had only one thought, "Easy Peasy!" We've done more complex course work in practice. I was totally sure this would be a piece of cake and Marley would be looking for a challenge. I actually started to become concerned it might be too easy. You can probably see where this is going, right?</div>
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Our three fun runs went like this:</div>
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<li>Marley got into the ring and thought, "woohoo, dirt!" and she took off running in circles. She took a few jumps only because they were in her way while she was running around. </li>
<li>Marley goes over the first jump just fine and starts to sniff the ground in front of the tunnel. I call her name...nothing. I call her name again...she smells some straw. I call her again...she looks like she wants to claim that spot on the course. I end up picking her up and taking her outside. </li>
<li>I have a firm talk with Marley before our third run. I look deep into her eyes and I say, "Girl, you need to find your inner border collie!" I set her up at the start line and release her, she stops and the fascinating spot in front of the tunnel. I call her name and she looks at me for a moment and decides it might be best to go into the tunnel. As soon as she comes out I call her to me and praise her. I then take off running like a crazy person, hoping my dog is following me along the course. She did and it was fun!</li>
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Yep, three runs and she only actually ran one. I have to say, she had a fantastic time. I learned a valuable lesson: The fun run is not about completing the course, but of letting the dog run a course in a new environment. </div>
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Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900976008435567193.post-55512245453351096972013-02-04T21:55:00.001-08:002013-02-04T21:55:13.889-08:00Somebody is a bit smugGuess who received compliments on her dog walk from our instructor? <br />
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This week was our first week of agility class after our winter (weather) break. Marley totally rocked the 270 turns, wrapping was smooth and clean. She followed my cues and was right where I needed her to be, it was awesome! So incredible...I signed us up for a fun match. I have high hopes!<br />
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I also have high hopes that this is the year we conquer the dog walk. We have worked on her end behavior and I believe she has finally figured out what I want when I scream TARGET!<br />
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I'm very excited about the fun match. A couple of our agility friends will also be there and hopefully, I can find somebody to video our runs. I only have two goals for this event the first is for Marley to ignore the distractions and not try to make friends with the pole setters. The second is for me to plan our strategy and not forget it in the ring. I'm so excited!Monica Marley's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01407268676110952578noreply@blogger.com0