When mom goes to work, we like to hang on the bed in the guest room and look out the window, waiting for her to come home. If we knew how to tell time, we’d realize that we usually have a LONG wait 😦
So Pops been trying to keep us busy while she’s gone with treat stuffed Kongs and games of chase. It’s pretty fun but it would totally be better if mom was home.
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Tommy on the blue blanket
It’s been almost 2 weeks since Tommy joined us in his furever home and we’re all still feeling each other out. As you all may, or may not know, Tommy is a rescue from the Parkersburg, WV puppy mill raid earlier this year. He’s two years old but probably wasn’t handled by anyone (at least in a loving manner) in all that time. So trust is a big issue with him. Luckily, he has absolutely zero aggression issues with people or other dogs (Shelly). He will let us pick him up and stick our faces on his soft little mug and play with his ears and feet and he will curl up in your lap if you place him there. His biggest obstacles are sudden movements or noises especially of hands and trusting us enough to venture around the house on his own. Right now, he has two safe places at which he spends his time. The sofa and the bed! He feels comfortable there so we aren’t going to deny him that.
We’ve been working with him everyday to get him used to his new surroundings and trying to show him that people are fun and not scary like the ones he encountered in the past. Already in just 2 short weeks, he no longer flinches or cowers every time we reach for him. And he’ll definitely eat treats out of our hands!
Tommy on the sofa
Tommy the towel head
Under the towel
Our short-time goal is for Tommy to eat out of his bowl without one of us having to sit with him. Judy has way better luck at this than me, but this morning he and I had a little break-through. After his morning run-about outside (he loves being outside), we came in to eat. He ran in and jumped right up into the sofa and plopped down in his safe place. So I placed his bowl on the floor about 4 feet from the sofa and went and sat quietly in my chair. He saw his bowl and desperately wanted to eat, but was apprehensive about having to actually stand on the floor and eat. He paced back and forth on the sofa and made little whining noises at me. I just sat in silence. After about 30 minutes, he jumped off the sofa then jumped right back up. Then he did it again. But this time he took a few steps toward the bowl. He turned and bolted back up to his safe place. Again he dared to leave the sofa and quickly shuffled to his food bowl, took a couple pieces out of it and bolted back to the sofa. He did this about 3 more times until the last time he stayed at his bowl and ate until it was all finished. Usually after he eats, it’s back to the sofa, but instead, he lingered around and checked out some furniture, found Shelly’s squeaky bone and just stood up tall while looking around.
I know it doesn’t sound like much of an accomplishment, but for him it was like landing on the moon. He has yet to explore the house and see and smell all the great things that we have to offer. Eventually curiosity is going to get the better of him and he’ll just HAVE to go exploring. We can see that he wants to, but it sure is scary when you leave the sofa!
In the meanwhile, I think somedoggie is anxious for Santa to come 🙂
Shelly on her bed
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Posted in About the Dogs, tagged dog, English Toy Spaniel, Pop, puppy mill, Scarlett, Shelly, Simon, Tommy, toy, training, treats on November 21, 2008|
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Hi ya pups! You don’t know me (yet) but as many of you have guessed, I’m going to be Shelly’s new little brother!! My name is Tommy and I’m a 1 1/2 year old King Charles Spaniel or English Toy Spaniel. Some people refer to us as “Charlies” or “E.T.’s” but I don’t think we look anything like that little critter.
Here’s some information on my breed. Historians believe that we were first bred in Japan or China (hence the smooshed face) and made our way to Europe as presents to Royalty. We are extremely loyal to our owners and it is said that Mary Queen of Scots’ English Toy refused to leave her even while she was “on the chopping block”. We were a favorite of King Charles I and that’s where we got our name. Our colors were origianlly Black and Tan like me but other colors like Black, White and Tan (Prince Charles), Red (Ruby Spaniel), and Red & White (Blenheim) emerged much later. We are toy dogs so we range from 8-14 lbs when fully grown.
Now let me tell you a little about me! While my ancestors grew up in the lap of luxury in Royal families, I didn’t quite have those surroundings. You see, I’m a puppy mill rescue. In fact, I was rescued along with 900 other canine friends from one puppy mill in West Virginia in late August. It was one of the largest animal rescues in American history and the largest in WV. Luckily, the great folks at English Toy Spaniel Rescue came and snatched me and 32 of my Charlie brothers and sisters and placed us in foster homes all over the country. Right now I’m living in Indianapolis, IN with my foster mom and her family and a whole bunch of other dogs and cats and birds. I have never been loved before now but I’m adjusting pretty well. My foster mom potty trained me in one day and gives me lots of treats and toys to play with. The doctor has looked me over and has given me a clean bill of health and was amazed that I was in such good shape coming from my dismal surroundings. I’m going to turn it over to Pop now because I’m exhausted. I can’t wait to meet everydoggie!
From the Pop: As some of you may know, Judy and I had been kicking around the idea of adopting another rescue dog for a little while. Since the passing of Simon and Scarlett, our house just didn’t feel complete without the noise and mess of multiple dogs! We have gone back and forth quite a few times if whether or not we were again ready for the responsibility. As luck would have it, we enrolled Shelly in Family Manners class and we met “William Henry”. You all know him. He’s the dreamy Cavalier King Charles. Last week Judy asked William’s mom where she found him and she agreed to give us some info about the rescue group she went through. After this weeks class, we went home and immediately went on-line to check out Lucky Star Cavalier Rescue website. We “ooh-ed and ahh-ed” over the photos for a while and as I clicked through the pages, I found a link to the ETSR site. Again, we browsed the “adoptable” page and there he was. It was love at first sight. We wanted him. No we needed him so badly. The next morning Judy filled out the extensive adoption evaluation form and sent it in with great anticipation. Would we be turned down? God I hoped not.
We waited all day and heard nothing. No phone call. No email. We were on pins and needles and could barely function. We sat down to the diner table, said a prayer that we’d hear something soon and tried to eat. Judy asked if I thought they would call and I said “well, it’s already 8:30 so I doubt it”. Not two minutes later, the phone rang. I looked at the caller ID and saw it was a number from out of state. My heart raced as I picked up the phone.
“Hi Jason? I’m Candi. I’m with English Toy Spaniel Rescue and I’m fostering Tommy” was the voice on the other end of the line.
What a rush it was. I talked to her for 30-40 minutes as she filled me in on how they received Tommy and in what condition. She told me that they had received numerous inquires about Tommy but had turned them all down – except ours. She felt we would be perfect for him! She let us know that Tommy is in remarkable condition. No physical injuries, his teeth are in great shape (she said most puppy mill dogs loose their teeth by the time she gets them), heartworm free, his knees and joints show no sign of damage or disease, and he has been neutered. He is extremely shy and a little frightened of people right now but is getting better every day. He loves to be held and play with the other dogs and his FM house trained him in one day! So he’s pretty smart.
We don’t have Tommy yet as he’s still in Indianapolis. We are waiting to hear back from them to work out the transportation details. They have volunteers that will transport some distance, so we’ll probably try to meet them half way. Please say a prayer for us that this all works out and it doesn’t fall through for some reason.
Impatiently waiting. . .
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I’ve been having the best time lately. I love my family manners training and can’t wait for class tomorrow night. We’ve been doing my homework everyday and I’m learning so fast that I’m making it harder and harder for my pawrents. I’m supposed to be practicing “sit”, but every time we begin our lessons, I sit before they can ask me! They barely have enough time to say the command so they try to trick me by making me walk around the house with me in tow on my leash and asking me to sit when I least expect it. I’m catching on to their scheme though. :beauty:
My favorite lesson by far is “come”. We started out by again, having me on my leash and Pop would all of a sudden backpedal while calling my name and saying “come”! Then I chase him and when I catch up, I get my treat. That was fun for a while, but Pop’s just too slow running backwards. So now Mom and Pop stand on opposite ends of the house and take turns calling me. I get to run as fast as I can down the hallway and when I reach them, I come to a sliding sit at their feet eagerly awaiting my Salmon snack. I could do this all day!
When I’m not practicing, I’ve been playing with my big, red smiley face that Ben sent to me. It has become one of my favorite toys. :-))
I love my pressie from Ben
Squeak, squeak, squeak!
Red Smiley Face rocks!
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Me with my fly-away ears
Last night I attended class for the first time. And let me tell you, it was Pawesome! At first I was a little scared riding over in the car. I don’t usually get to go out like that at night. We arrived early so we could closely inspect the parking lot and leave some p-mail for other pups. Also, Pop didn’t want any bad experiences with my new classmates on my first night so we hung outside until Mom called us in. Once inside, my head just started spinning with excitement and I couldn’t have stopped tail thumping if my life depended on it! Class consists of six furry faces ranging in size from iddy-biddy to xtra-large. There is a beautifully fluffy Sheltie, a most handsome sweater wearing miniature long-haired wiener dog, and a tough on the exterior but sweet as can be Boston Terrier (like Petra but not as cute of course). Her name is Harley and she was sporting a fabulous winter parka. Then there was a black lab pup that towered over all of us and all he wanted to do was have some fun. He looked like a handful! And finally there was William Henry . . . he is absolutely dreamy. He is a Blenheim Cavalier King Charles and looks a lot like me. Only smaller. I would like to meet him before class is over. :inlove:
So to get on with the good stuff. This week I have to earn my treats. I knew it was too good to be true. I am learning how to sit (which I already knew so that one is easy), come, make eye contact with my parents, and settle (sit still and stop being annoying). I have to say, I’m a quick study and I’ve got these down after only one day! But I’ll still practice all week if for nothing else than to get my treats 😉
Answer to last week’s poll question: If you answered “Teacher’s Pet” you got it right! Well, I wasn’t exactly the teachers pet, but I didn’t piddle on the floor, growl at any other pups, or sit, shaking on my mom’s lap. I sat like a good girl and watched the teacher (when I wasn’t stealing a glance at William Henry). 🙂
Well, gotta go. I think I hear my Pop calling.
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My pawrents went to MY first “Family Manners” class on Tuesday (I had to stay home because it was for people only). :dog: They learned a little about the teacher and what they should expect from the class. The training is reward based which means that no harsh words or nasty metal pronged collars. Instead, I get to feast on treats! This is going to be sooo awesome! My homework for this week is to eat 5 treats two times a day! That’s 10 Treats!! How awesome is that? I don’t even have to sit or do any crazy tricks. They just give them to me. Mom bought me these really tasty and healthy snacks. One flavor is Salmon and the other is Duck. I love them both. :heart: There is one strange accurance that is happening though. Each time I get a treat, Mom or Pop says “Yes” to me. I wonder what that’s all about? Oh well. I can’t wait to do my homework today!
I'm sooo sleepy
I'm gonna sneeze!
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