Cadaver Camp

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When life shows you a door sometimes you go through it, prepared or not.  When Lisa sent me information about the Canine Search and Rescue camp, I knew I was going.  Nevermind I knew absolutely no one who was going.  Nevermind that Wixer has absolutely no experience doing any of this. I pretty much immediately sent in my application for beginning air scenting.  And of course as soon as Dave learned that one of the class options involved human remains detection he started calling it Cadaver Camp.

It.Was.Amazing.

I loved almost every minute of it.  And it turns out I did know one person who was there!  She wasn’t in air scenting, but we crossed paths and hope to get together now that we’re home to talk about our experiences.  The people were welcoming and my instructor, Janet, was outstanding.  I cannot say enough good things about this experience.  I got a little nervous when I got there and discovered the beginning and intermediate air scenting were combined into one group.  Was I going to be completely lost?  Would I be holding the whole class back?  Nope, and nope!   Janet fluidly and seamlessly made sure all the dogs worked at their own level with both success and just enough challenge to show us where we need to work as we headed home.

This year’s camp was hosted by the Illinois Wisconsin Search and Rescue Dogs and was held at the Wisconsin Lion’s Camp.  It was an amazing facility and the host group did superlative job on what was clearly a whole lot of work to make it run smoothly.  I chose to stay in one of the group cabins on the camp grounds, but some people opted to bring their RV or stay in a local motel.  These cabins were pretty luxurious for cabins and I was happy with my choice.

As I was leaving Angie told me to watch out for bears, and while I didn’t find any bears I did find lots of lions at the Lion’s Camp! There were mascot lions:
CSAR camp: Riding the lion.

Drinking fountain lions, and water fountain lions:
CSAR camp: Thirsty enough to stock your head in a,lion.CSAR camp: Moar lions!

We also found one very serious lion:
CSAR camp: Srs lions

The class I picked was beginning air scent which is used in finding people who are lost. We concentrated on the wilderness aspect, tromping around the wonderful fields and forests at the camp.
CSAR camp: Day 1 location

It was so pleasant to be in that place.  Even when it wasn’t my turn just walking around watching the dog and handler who were working was a pleasure.  I’m not sure when I’ve been that content in recent memory.

CSAR camp: Training location

Even being the subject and waiting for the dog to find you was nice. Mind you, it was sprinkling here but my rain gear was plenty and the rain didn’t make it much under the canopy anyway:

CSAR camp: hanging out waiting to be found by Nikki.

Depending on your geographic area, air scenting can more often be someone with dementia rather than a lost hiker which can add some complications if they don’t wish to be found or don’t understand what is happening.  But the idea is that your dog can sniff them out and then let you know where to find them. Wixer, being a complete novice, started with run-aways ensuring that he would start to pair being in the scent of the person running away. And then hopefully start to find the pattern of when he ran past that odor path and needed to pay attention to sourcing the odor, rather than just running around willy nilly.  Wixer was pretty sure this was a fine idea, run after someone with a tug?  That is relevant to his interests.

CSAR camp: Wixer liked the running and the tugging.CSAR camp: Wixer liked the running and the tugging.

We did get to move on to C patterns a little later in the week and Janet ran us through one small problem.  He totally isn’t ready for actual problems yet, but she wanted me to see how to set it up when he does get there.  Very helpful.

I think he liked it:

CSAR camp: Happy camper

The camp had a cafeteria which provided us with a really tasty hot breakfast and dinner every day and we took coolers with sandwich fixins with us to the field.  Granted doing all this walking and activity meant the meals were flavored with hunger, but it was really satisfying food.  Plus I didn’t have to make it or clean up after it.

We generally worked from a little after 8 until 5 every day and there was a guest speaker most evening (bonus learning).  But despite that full schedule, there was plenty of time to explore the ginormous (440 acre) camp!

We tried our paw at some archery:
CSAR camp: Black archer needs patience badly.

The climbing wall was pretty intimidating, but he totally wanted to challenge someone to some hoops:
CSAR camp: I'm NOT climbing this.CSAR camp: trying his paw at basketball

We also discovered some really neat places like this tiny lighthouse:
CSAR camp: Random adorable lighthouse.

And this land of tiny mushrooms, which Wixer claimed and immediately become ruler of.

CSAR camp: I shall rule teensy mushroom kingdom!

This view from the lake where we sat for a while and thought deep thoughts:
CSAR camp: deep thoughts.

Even our training locations offered run places to force Wixer to get his picture taken in/on/near. This pile o’ wood screamed to have a picture…yes Wixer I know the other people in the group are laughing at (with) me.  I’m still taking your picture.
CSAR camp: The others are making fun of your pictures you know.

By the last day Wixer was about done with my shenanigans. I tried to get him to put his feet on the stump with the squirrel on it, but he was having none of it and laid down.
CSAR camp: even the donkey is making fun of you nowCSAR camp: so over the pictures I won't even sit up.

The host group had a map you could add a pushpin to so we could see where everyone was from, there were teams from Alaska, Delaware, and Texas!
CSAR camp: Participant locations.

What a rewarding experience.  I hope to find a way to continue working on these skills.  It will be a bit of a challenge without a team to train with, but I’m going to try!

Adventure!

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This past weekend I attended Barn Hunt Nationals at Purina Farms.  Wixer and I didn’t do as well as I had hoped we would.  Then the evening after we finished he threw up in the car, refused dinner (which I think might be the first time he’s even not eaten a meal), and was generally being very calm and freaking me out.  Not sure if it was because of the severe thunder storms two nights in a row, or the impromptu dock diving we got to after we were done with barn hunt, or something totally different.  He seems to be improved now, eating and acting normally again, so I guess I’ll never know.

Wixer did find love in the air at Barn Hunt.  I’ve never seen him immediately take to a dog.  Ever.  Even when he tries to make friends he does it in the most awkward way that usually sends other dogs packing.  Not so lovely Maggie!  We went walking one day and he immediately ran over and awkwardly bonked her on her shoulder with his nose.  She turned back surprised, seemed to shrug, and kept walking.  By the next day it was this.  They kept walking super close to each other, then would go sniff interesting things, then back into each other.  It was adorable and amazing.  I have no idea what is different about Maggie, but I automatically love her.
Maggie

 
Today I have the day to myself before attending an agility trial and running 3 16″ dogs (I will not freak out, I will not freak out, I will not freak out).  So I decided to try to find a nice place to walk with Wixer.  I found a couple and ended up deciding to try two.  First up was Laumeier Sculpture Park to be followed by Castlewood State Park.  Turns out Laumeier was so cool and extensive that I ended up just walking around it for a couple hours taking fun pictures and generally enjoying the bejabbers out of it.  Lovely weather, cool weird art, what could be better?

 

I should have known it was going to be awesome when I saw this giant eyeball.
Sculpture Garden

 

All of the art had placards and all kinds of amazing descriptions. Some of them made sense, others…well this one reminded me of an owl. Owls are cool.

Sculpture Garden

 

There is a real walnut tree trunk underneath all that aluminum.  I’m sure it has deep meaning about humans and nature.  It is also shiny.

Sculpture Garden

 

A combo sculpture dealing with both a balloon animal poodle and the bonds between carbon, hydrogen, and oxygen in sucrose.  Like ya do.

Sculpture Garden

 

This one was tucked away on a trail and deals with the decline of the Chahokia people. Even though it wasn’t designed for it specifically I felt it was very powerful with the recent issues facing native peoples.

Sculpture Garden

 

The artist here took an old abandoned pool and created her art around and with it.  My first thought was that is one enormous pool which I bet looked amazing when it was functional.  New dream home goals.

Sculpture Garden

 

Along with serious art thoughts I also thought, this one has Marvin Martian written all over it.

Sculpture Garden

 

Made from a California redwood and created with a chainsaw, this made Wixer seem itty bitty.  He such a tolerant dog…and was paid handsomely in treats.

Sculpture garden

 

This eye catching one was called Ball? Ball! Wall? Wall!  It was made of reclaimed ocean buoys and took me back to those plastic pearl balls that snapped together.

Sculpture Garden

Sculpture Garden

 

There were also these cool playground springers on which Wixer got to show off his mad balance skills.

Sculpture GardenSculpture Garden

 

Cromlech Glen was probably my favorite.  It was peaceful and quiet with dappled sunlight, all around just a lovely little area to walk up and around.

Sculpture Garden

 

Yet another cool part of this park was a trail with a bunch of sculptures at least tangentially related to dogs!  This one was about smells, supposedly a sort of olfactory compost heap the grounds people keep for dogs to sniff.  Wixer showed absolutely no interest.

Sculpture Garden

 

And this little doghouse town complete with McMansion and a high rise.

Sculpture Garden

 

Wixer hanging out in the high rise.

Sculpture Garden

 

I really enjoyed this whole experience and I’m sure I didn’t get to see everything. I might need to make time to go back the next time I’m in St. Louis.

Its all about that Bleys.

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Today the Fluffy Badger turns 13.  Words are inadequate to express how much I adore this little dude.  He exemplifies resilience, both physical and mental, and I think he has done an amazing job of leading by example that non-typical breeds can kick some serious ass in dog sports.  So today was all about that Bleys.

We started out with some birthday walkies.
Birthday walks

Along which there was forced birthday posing, obvi.
Forced birthday posing

Followed by MORE forced birthday posing.  So tolerant…and expecting treats for their participation in such torture.
More forced birthday posing

Then we moved on to birthday nosework.  Finding lemongrass is awesome…because there are tuna treats about to be bounced off his head.
Birthday nosework

Added in some impromptu birthday fauxgility.  He pwned that tunnel and the one 6″ jump on either end.  I’m talking reverse spins and back sides baby, deaf dog agility FTW.
Birthday fauxgility

What is a birthday without an extreme closeup. Extreeeeeme!
Birthday extreme closeup

Dave also sent me some birthday sketch art of him.  Just look at the majesty!  Consummate V’s all over the place.
birthday phone assisted sketch art

That face clearly deserves a birthday dinner fit for a king…charles spaniel.  Dave made sure he got some of his favorite thing, green tripe.
Birthday dinner

Revenge is a dish best served cow-ld.
Revenge is sweet

And finally some well deserved birthday snuggles.
Birthday snuggles

There may be a little less tri in his color these days, but he’s still looks like a puppy to me and is the absolute cutest dog in my world.

Promise

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Its been a bumpy ride, but in the last couple weeks there have been a few glimmers of paradise.  Tonight was just such a glimmer. Whimsy managed to entice Wixer to play…in the cave bed.

 

Notice the gator clamp Whimsy has on Wixer’s jaw.
Miracle bitey-face

 

Getting cozy…with teeth.
Miracle bitey-face

 

Both dogs fully inside the upside down cave bed biting the crap out of each other.
Miracle bitey-face

And finally I get to reap the rewards.
Smush

Finders Keepers

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I hesitate to jinx it by saying so, but today was lovely.  So when Lyndsay invited me on her maiden voyage sans cast I packed Wixer in the car and went!  He wasn’t too keen on the idea of being in the car at all, ever, after our return from Florida.  I can’t say I blame him as we were already a week overdue because of that big ol’ storm where people were stuck on 65 overnight (hard pass) and then when we blew a tire and ended up in Louisville an extra night and new tires the next day?  Yeah, I’m not keen on any trips either.  But this was a short one so I decided to brave it.  I’m confident that Wixer is glad we did.  Not only did we get to have a nice meander around the park, he found quite a trophy to bring home.

Look what I found!  I will prance around with it like I wrestled it off the deer myself.  You wouldn’t tell people we found it on the ground…would you?

Look what I found!

 

 

Must.Chew.Immediately

Must. Chew. Immediately.

 

Finally home where I can properly mow on this.

Conquering chewer

 

Shhh…when Wixer is napping Bleys gnaws on it in his adorably gentle way.

 

It’s all about that Bleys ’bout that Bleys.

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Life is full of patterns. This weeks its been opportunities to appreciate the Fluffy Badger in all his magnificent glory.  He’s been providing perfect photo ops and entertaining us with his silly sassy self.

I finally got him back to the groomer (but this time got to leave his grinch feet – sorry guys its just a quintessential part of a Cavalier) and he’s much happier without so much hair to get matted or pick up leaves and small trees.

Soaking up some sunbeams, while hiding your nose in your grinch feet?  Check.

Sunbeam Slippers

With his less hair he enjoys swimming more as well.

He doesn’t tug anywhere else much, but at the pool? Game on.  Watch out, he’s got sharp pointy teeth!

Teef

But srsly, with this face who wouldn’t just let him win?
Mine

Not to worry he also defended his Hall Ball Champeen of the World status multiple times this week.

Hall ball champeen of the World
Its a miracle I get anything done with this looking back at me.

Scenes from a dog park

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In today’s episode we find ourselves in a rainy situation.

We find a rabid tree.
Rabid tree

A tree foaming at the trunk wasn’t covered in my botany class, but it turns out an accumulation of sap and other things that build up on the trunks of pine trees can actually form a crude soap. Who knew our trees so desperately wanted to be clean?

I don’t know why I’m fascinated with this tiny forest of tiny trees. They are just so cute!
Tiny forrest

And instead of two tiny galls on a large tree, today I saw this huge gall on a small tree.
Gall

We also got a rare glimpse of the elusive Woodland Fluffy Badger stalking through his native habitat.
Elusive Woodland Fluffy Badger

I also learned that the best place to walk in the park is about 100 meters behind someone else with dogs who roam through the woods. Wixer ran and jumped and sniffed and it was awesome. He did go up far enough to interact with the other dogs maybe once, but clearly that wasn’t the fun part. Checking out where the other dogs had been at top speed was.

Stick

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Coming back to Muskegon is sometimes odd. I only lived here for 3 years or so, but it seemed like a much larger part of my life than that short time suggests. We’re visiting Dave’s fam for Thanksgiving and taking advantage of the 48 acre dog park that’s not far from their house. Its great because its so large you rarely, if ever encounter anyone. Granted we are usually there at times when people are working so that helps as well. The area we usually head to is a the Canine Frontier a 24 acre wooded area with a nice walking trail.  Yesterday was kinda harsh because there was a layer of slushy icy mess that was hard to walk on.  Given that I was counting on this to exercise the dogs I was not encouraged.  Today was much better though, yay!

 

Hey guys! I found a thing.  Its awesome.  I’m awesome.  Do you want it?  No?  Okay, I’ll just be awesome with my awesome thing.
Stick!

We also saw this tiny tree, it was just so adorbs.
Tiny

And then this tree had testicles.
This tree's got balls.

 

Busy

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Lots going on here at Lost Acre.  On September 5-7 I hosted a dog training seminar with PVybe as presenters.  It was a lot of work to put together by myself and that wasn’t helped with the flooding at home, but I think it ended up going very well.  Ron and Apryl did their usual amazing magic and it sounds like everyone who attended liked what they heard and got good stuff out of it.  We also had two people taking pictures besides me and they were pretty amazing. You can check out all the pictures over here.

My favorites of Wixer were him totally listening to Ron talking about how to present a toy in his discussion of the plague of the free bite.

PVybe Canine DriveTrain

And this one of him at least looking like he’s doing ‘go do dog stuff’ pretty darn well!  This was during his turn at multiple target targeting and Ron was talking to me so Wixer is doing exactly what he should be, and being adorable to boot.

PVybe Canine DriveTrain

Quickly thereafter work started on our house to fix the potential for future flooding, I hope.  They started with turning our basement into the set of ET.  No tunnel, sorry Kate!

Garage

The garage and two rooms got this treatment, plus a lot of coverings on the floors elsewhere. They dug out a trench and put in a giant long drain in front of the garage.

Drain

This connects to a pit just inside the garage with a pump in it.

Pump hole

That in turn connects to a pipe leading outside the garage and out away from the house.

Pump hole out Pump hole drain line

Next up they will be dumping a lot of dirt around over there and regrading everything away from the house.  In the backyard they dug out for egress windows in the two downstairs rooms that will now actually be bedrooms.

Mess

Goodbye garden, hello windows.

Egress windows
Having seen what the windows will look like from the inside I kinda want to do this to them.  But that will have to wait.  A long long time.  Baby steps to the elevator.

I also finished up most of my ribbon bobbin project.

Ribbonsplosion

So far it seems to be working very well! If only I could now find all the non-ribbon stuff that I need to make things. Starting projects only to have to stop every five seconds to go try to find something I need isn’t fun. Or productive.

I also started trying it out with regular yardage.

Regular size

And teensy ones for fat quarters.

Fat quarter size

With just a small sample I’m liking the possibilities for this as well.  These boards are only 1/16″ wide making them a little more space saving, but quite a bit floppier.  I still like the thicker foam core board for the ribbon since it doesn’t flop about so much, so I will keep using the two different materials.  I hoping whenever I get to put CraftyTown back together maybe I can store them on an IKEA Billy bookcase or somesuch. They have a glass door option that would allow me to keep the dust off of them while still getting to see all the pretty colors.  All three bobbins are short enough they should fit nicely.

Then today I went up to TOPS to have Wixer evaluated.  Almost a month ago he came up lame after a flyball practice again and his subsequent rest hasn’t really done the trick.  So I bit the bullet and had them give him a once over.  We didn’t get a definitive diagnosis, but I wasn’t expecting one given his inability to speak and refusal to show pain.  Top of her list for possible issues is an old patella injury that is still causing him difficulty.  Seems crazy that something like that could cause all the issues I’m seeing, but I guess if its ouchy and causes him to use that leg differently it could mess up everything from the bottom to the top?  I’ve already made two appointments with Lisa, who is a canine massage therapist, and the vet suggested biweekly chiropractic appointments so I need to sweet talk Lyndsay into making room for us in her schedule.  I’m thinking pizza, beer, and games might sweeten the pot?

Then this happened during our laser treatment.
Doggles and lasers

I can’t even take it.

WIP Wednesday

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Sadly, Sally had her satchel stolen.

Rotten stealing stealers make me sad, so when she emailed me to ask about a replacement EarWorm I was all over it.  I started the embroidery yesterday and am hoping to get to the sewing today which inspired this post.

Earworms

But then I thought I have another WIP sitting on my lap right now.  His name is Traffic.  I shot some video of him last night, but it was very dark so I thought I would try again this morning in better light.  I think the one from last night is better (he was more focused and less jumpy), but due to the quality I’ll show you this morning’s session anyway.  Not every session is perfect!  The first video is an ongoing project where I build the value of staring lovingly into my eyes…and not moving.

This is incredibly hard for him and we have been working on it since he came to stay with me. There is no cue for this and we increased the duration one painful second at a time until now I can usually count to 20 without issue (although we use the slot machine method, wherein its 16, then 7, then 10, then 3, then 20, then 9, etc).

I’m severely limiting the different things that I’m working with him on in favor of (hopefully) generalizing a few foundational items that will help Jaimie as she continues with him. Its hard not to want to do the fun tricks and all the sexy stuff, but I think this is more important.  One of the reasons it is so important to me was illustrated this week when I saw a video of another canine conditioning/trick for strengthening shoulders.  Teaching your dog to dig.  I’ve heard this before but I didn’t want to teach my dog to dig dirt/sand because I like my gardens the way I planted them.  But this was teaching them to dig on a towel!  So I went about “teaching” it, only I didn’t do any teaching.  Wixer did all the heavy lifting all by himself and I had a behavior, with no lure, that I could probably start to name in less then one minute.  Is there nothing this dog can’t do?  Am I totally and completely biased?  Maaaaybe.

Anywhoodles, one of the few things I’ve worked on with Traffic is a left hand reinforcement zone. If he was a different dog I’d be adding in the right hand zone along with it, but he is who is is and he’s supposed to be a flyball dog first and foremost so until he’s secure doing that skill with Jaimie I’d hold off on it in favor of the left being extremely desirable. His front reinforcement zone is his default so I haven’t especially worked that one either.  But, the natural extension of a left hand reinforcement zone is heel so we went there.

Its not great and there is still a long way to go, but I am SO incredibly proud of him.