Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Memorial Day

Many people think Memorial Day is about celebrating our country or supporting the military.  It has become a day where people do red white and blue things.  It is a day to celebrate our country and support the military, though we should be doing that everyday.  More importantly, Memorial Day is a day to remember those brave citizens that sacrificed everything in the line of duty for this country.  We are free but freedom isn't free.  Someone had to sacrifice.  Someone laid down their life for that freedom.  We should thank them and their families everyday but most especially on Memorial Day.

I spent the day wondering around Territory Days with Caitlin.  Street fairs area always good fun.  This one was especially good because I got to see my man all dressed up in his military blues.  He was serving on the Color Guard holding the Army flag and he looked good.  Poor guy must have been hot but still... he looked good.  I'm proud of him.  I am proud of my soldier and I love him.  I also hope that I never have to remember him on Memorial Day.









Saturday, May 24, 2014

Jeep, ah Jeep Jeep Jeep!

I bought a car!  It's a pretty Jeep and I love it.  See!


The gas mileage isn't great but I've ALWAYS wanted a Jeep.  I envisioned myself with a Cherokee but a Liberty will do.  I actually think that it is cuter.  And white.  My first car ever was white.

I eventually shall name her.  I only just put my magnets on the back and hung something from the rear view mirror.  It will feel like it is officially mine when my back seat cover comes in.  That way the dogs won't tear it up.  I've never really cared about the condition of my car but when you're still paying it off it does make a difference.  Maybe I won't trash this one.  Though... there will always be dog hair in my car.

I'm a Jeep OWNER!

Saturday, May 17, 2014

Time for a new car

My car died last year.  My sister was kind enough to lend me her car for a while but lately it's been chugging more lately.  I feel very fine chugging around in my POS.  I think it's time for a reliable automobile.

Problem is, I'm freaking poor.  I do have a plan to solve that but I'm not ready to post that here.

Anyway, went out with my father and Jak to look at cars today.  Found a few I like.  I should have new wheels sooner rather than later.  Now, I'll be the first to admit that I know nothing about cars.  Nothing.  I'm the stereotypical woman who wants a good cup holder.  I want a smaller SUV with all wheel or four wheel drive with a big enough back seat for dogs and enough room in the back to haul stuff.  Those are my needs.  I've always loved Jeeps.  Now I like Subarus because I like my Outback.

Went out about and found some cars that I'm interested in.  I bet I bothered the crap out of my dad because I was like, whatever you think it good, but honestly I have no idea about any of it.  So we just kind of looked around.

Found two cars that I'm interested in.

One- 2007 Jeep Liberty Sport
Ain't she pretty?

Two- 2000 Lexus Rx 300


There were some others that I was interested in but so far these are the top two.  I really don't want to take on a car loan but it's time for a new car.  I just really don't want to go through the hassle of GETTING one.

Damn this stupid adult thing.

Thursday, May 1, 2014

That destruction thing

You know, human beings are strange creatures.  We crave attention and companionship which lead us to form and put up with all sorts of societies.  We love each other and express friendship and relationships in one breath then turn around and systematically destroy the ties we've spent so much time cultivating.  We leave destruction, hurt and anger in our wakes at the same time we feed the fire of our own hurt and anger.  It turns into a vicious cycle of bitterness and self loathing.  Yet we do it over and over again all over the world.  It's amazing we obey laws when they tell us not to steal or murder.  Sometimes it's amazing the human race manages to continue without snuffing ourselves out.

I've spend the last 24 hours witnessing such a destructive act between two people I both care for and respect.  Things were said that were both unfair and cruel.  A relationship, a multi-layered relationship, went up in smoke for no good reason.  I wish I could have headed it off.

First, I was reminding myself that people grieve in their own ways.  Sometimes that means lashing out.
Second, I was reminding myself of my own advice of "if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all."
Third, I was trying to stay on top of all the shit flying around while being respectful to both parties.
Fourth, I was shocked by the mushroom cloud of the explosion and didn't know what to do next.

Fifth... deal with the fallout.

Hopefully the core group of us that have managed to keep ourselves mostly clean from the shit flying around can come together and form a stronger group.  Maybe we'll be stronger after we lick our wounds and move on.  Those of us that can keep a clear mind and head above the storm clouds can do our best to pick up the pieces and find a new way for them to fit together.

It sucks though.  I wish everyone could have taken a couple deep breaths, counted to ten, dealt with their hurt and anger in a mature way then sat down in a couple of days to work everything out and come to an understanding.  But that frisky human desire to destroy got in the way.

Damnit.

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Ram and Hard Decisions

Ram, my precious Ramrod, passed over the rainbow bridge Monday, April 26th.

Ram's story is a sad one.  He was such a beautiful Shepherd.  He came to our rescue about three or four years ago from a breeder.  He was the stud dog but they had to give him up with they acquired too many dogs.  When he came in, he was intact and used to breeding.  Life in the kennel was hard on him and he quickly deteriorated.  A high drive, anxious shepherd should never be confined to a kennel.

Unfortunately, when fence fighting with another intact male, Ram severely bit an employee on the leg.  We were able to find him a home after that but essentially, he was living on borrowed time.  While in that home, unknown to us, his owners used traditional and confrontational training techniques on poor Ram.  His behavior and anxiety worsened.  When his owners decided to divorced and dumped their dogs back on us, Ram's behavior quickly worsened.  He was not the same dog we'd had before.  We could clearly see the destruction of training techniques like shock collars and prong collars in him.  I hate those people for doing that to him.

Again, Ram deteriorated in the kennel.  He became aggressive toward fence fighting dogs, accruing several bad bites on dogs through the gates.  He also badly bit another person on the leg while fence fighting.  It was the second bad bite for his record.  We had him for 8 months total.  Twice in those 8 months, we homed Ram with a family.  The first time, Ram patrolled the home and became so overly protective that no one but the family could enter.  We paid for a trainer/behaviorist to go to Denver to evaluate him.  Her recommendation that Ram was a danger in that home and that he should be removed.  We took him back.  The second bite happened and we were faced with a hard decision.

Ram's behavior had become dangerous and unpredictable in the kennel.  He would either be the sweetest dog you've ever met or lunge at someone out of the blue.  I've known Ram for a long time and always had a good bond with him.  One night I was standing close behind him during class.  He looked at me twice but I did not feel any warning sign from him.  Suddenly he lunged at me, straight up toward my throat and face.  It was pretty startling and I believe that if an experienced apprentice hadn't been on the other side of that leash he would have gotten me.  Then he was alright several minutes later.  It was incredibly hard to read him.  He didn't give warning signs and we never knew if he was going to be okay with a person or dog or not.

When things were not looking good for Ram, we were able to find one more family to adopt him and try.  They were a shepherd savvy home that had previous experience with a patrolling shepherd.  Ram seemed to love them and we did a slow intro to get Ram into that home successfully.

Sadly, the family contacted Angie Sunday and let her know that Ram was not doing well.  He was cowering, startling, growling and unable to settle.  We agreed to come into their home on Monday and try to help them out.  Monday morning, Ram was growling at one of their sons as he got ready for school.  He was having a hard time coping with the father.  Before going into the home, the Board of Directors had a conversation about what we should do if this home did not work out.

Unfortunately, euthanasia was the option we came to.  We did not make that decision lightly.  We've all lost dogs but it is so hard to make the choice to end a dog's life because of the actions of people.  Dogs are pure souls and I HATE the fact that people and ruin them so completely that they can not recover.  We did EVERYTHING we could for Ram.  Behavior modifications, training, medication... everything we had, we gave him.  We loved him.  He was getting worse.  I did not believe that Ram was safe to adopt because of his behavior and unpredictability.  Although we love our dogs, we have to think about the safety of the people around them.  We can not adopt a dog out if we know he is a bite risk.  The last thing we want to do is for him to badly bite a child and then be put down alone and afraid anyway.  I also believe as a member of the board that we need to protect the well being of our dogs.  If they aren't happy and have no quality of life, we need to think of them and not be selfish.  Ram had no quality of life in the kennel.  He also would have no good quality of life in a sanctuary.  We came down to peacefully letting Ram go over in a loving and peaceful environment.

Angie and I went into the home and the family had already made the decision to send Ram back to us.  All of his belongings were packed by the door.  We did not tell them what we had decided but took Ram from their home.  They did their best for him and it was no fault of theirs.  They couldn't risk their children's safety, rightfully so.

We took Ram, letting him have all the treats in the world, and took him to the vet where he got to enjoy some quality time with peanut butter and pets.  He passed over the rainbow bridge knowing he was safe and loved.  Now he is safe and happy forever.

It doesn't change the fact that we are all heartbroken and hating ourselves for having to make that decision.  I cried myself to sleep that night because Ram deserved so much better.  We did our best but it was not enough to save him.  We did the right thing but... I'll always regret it.

There was huge fallout over it but that's not why I'm writing this.  This is for Ram.  Ram was a sweet guy who loved getting scratched and rolling around on the floor with a squeaky ball.  He was also a damaged dog.  People can do so much harm and not have to deal with the consequences.  Other good people have to be the ones to make the unselfish decision.

Ram deserved so much better.  He will have a legacy of us helping dogs.  We don't give up until we have exhausted everything.  We will not let dogs go alone and unwanted.  We will love every dog we come across, even if they are misunderstood.

RIP Ramrod.  I will remember you in every hard dog I come across.  I hope you're on my shoulder helping me out.  Ram's legacy will also be a stronger rescue that can continue to save dogs.



Thursday, April 24, 2014

Motorcycle Racing

Because I am awesome and my man is too, I went with him to a track day to learn how to ride and race his motorcycle last weekend.  We went up to Denver for his class then we headed out to the track east of Denver for the day.  I basically spend the day just hanging out and probably making it pretty clear I know nothing about motorcycles.  It was fun watching them race though.  I think Jake had a pretty good time.

I found out that I am pretty terrible at getting pictures or video of a moving motorcycle.  It's harder than you think when the sun is so bright that you can't see the screen of your phone.  I got a lot of great pictures of the sky and grass.  Then a few of Jake riding.  See:















He seems to be having fun.  He has a black motorcycle with a white/black suit.

Some learning with his instructor.

Checking tire pressure.

And some tidbits of video:


All in all it was a fun time.  I did get a nice sunburn on my face but Jake didn't crash and die so I think that's an alright trade off.  A lot more people crashed than I thought, though luckily the ambulance only went out once and she was alright.  It was a much longer day than I thought it was going to be so I did win some girlfriend points but I was happy to be there.  Kind of made me want to get a bike and get on the track myself.  Of course, I might be too nervous.  Still, I jumped out of an airplane so I could probably handle it.

Maybe someday.


Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Happy Birthday to me!

It's official.  I'm now 28.

It has been a good year.  It's been a hard year.  It's had ups and downs and big things happen as well as a million little moments that define life.

On my birthday last year I was driving to Best Friends with a whole world of possibility open to me.  I did a lot of thinking on that trip.  Although that is an amazing place that I thought I wanted to be at more than anything, turns out I learned a lot about myself and decided that wasn't where I wanted to be.  That was a huge choice that has really changed my life.  Either choice would have changed my life but I am glad I came back to CO and decided to look for other opportunities.

I started with WagNWash, which is a job a generally enjoy.  Of course I can't really make a living at it but this is the first time in... forever that I've really liked the people I work with and I've made some real friends there.  That's an incredible step forward in my life.

I lost Gerani.  Learning to live without her has been hard.  She was such a huge part of my life and I almost didn't realize.  I miss her everyday.  This is the longest I've gone in a long time with only one dog.  I'm dragging my feet though because I know Gerani isn't replaceable.  No dog will measure up to her.  All dogs are different of course but I just miss her and what she was in my life so much that it's hard to replace.  I'm doing an interview with CCI today though and moving forward to get another puppy.

Got to go to Indigo Mountain and work with bears and wolfdogs.  That was way cool.  I want to do more things like that in the future and widen my scope of training.  Training doesn't just mean dogs.  There are a lot of cool things to do out there and I really need to remind myself of that when I'm feeling stuck.

Zombie pub crawled.  That in itself wasn't a huge deal but that's a sign that I'm getting more comfortable in my own skin.  I haven't felt comfortable in my skin enough to really show everyone who I am without worrying about being vulnerable.  That's something that I've made a conscious decision to work on.  That's probably led to a lot more developments in my life like actually having a group of friends and a boyfriend.

Met my man and fell in love.  Honestly, never thought that would happen to me.  I didn't really believe in "love" before I met him.

Got another tattoo!  Two more to come this year I hope.  Much to my parents horror I'm sure.

I went to Seattle this year.  That is probably one of my favorite places in the world.  What a cool city.  Someday maybe I'll think about moving there.  Although my brother moved home, I've always wanted to move to the Pacific Northwest.

Went to the APDT Conference.  Honestly, I am still paying for that but what can you do.  It was a wonderful experience.  I didn't learn as much training information but I did learn about what I want to do and how to get there.  Oh Chicken Camp was incredible.  I want to do that more!

Flew out to St. Louis for Christmas.  That was absolutely crazy and I realize I need to get out there to see family more often.  I am really thankful to be a part of such a crazy huge family that loves each other.

Saw some video production for training.  I would work for Tawzer Dog in an instant.  That would be such a cool job.  Of course... then I'd have to move to Boise.  That doesn't sound like as much fun.

Made a huge decision that was a long time in coming to pull out of Central training.  I am glad I did it because it was toxic in my life.  However, I knew that I was giving up a lot of things like I really enjoyed.  Pulling out of that means I pull out of LDU to a certain extent.  I have met a lot of wonderful people that I love through that and it was hard to pull out knowing that I would lose some of that.  And it has happened.  Fault on both sides I guess.  That does hurt some but ultimately I know it was the right decision.

And now I'm 28.  I'm so OLD!

I feel the need to grow up now.  I mean, of course I am an adult but I really need to start taking control of my life and stop being so lazy with it.  Things need to get on track now that I'm 28!  Man...  I can't believe that.  I still feel like a youngster just bouncing around in life trying to figure things out.  I've been doing that for too long.  Either that or every adult feels that way forever.

Anyway, happy birthday to me!

It was a regular day really.  Mom made me her lasagna which I love and look forward to every year.  After dinner we played charades which is another tradition.  Poor Jake had to play because that's what we do.  He survived.

Love to all of you!