Friday, December 18, 2009

Pilates

Hi All,

Baron had his first pilates class today. He was in the car, and the instructor invited him in. Isn't she brave? Baron assumed it was a semi-private lesson and tried to sit on top of me to have a better angle with which to snack on the wooden handles (isn't that what they're for?). He particularly enjoyed the reformer - found it quite comfortable. When he was done checking every nook and cranny for security threats (one can never be too careful) or food (hey, a guy's got to eat), he admired himself in the mirror (he is handsome), and then attempted to break into the physical therapist's office. This is not as violent as it sounds. Baron knew the therapist was there, because he could hear voices from behind the door. He tried valiently to listen to the conversation, and then tried to open the door, using the door knob of course (a poodle's nose has many uses).
Baron was not invited into the physical therapy office, but assumed the therapist would love to see him and perhaps take him on as a pro bono patient. Fortunately, the physical therapist loves dogs and was pleased to see him. However, she didn't rush to offer him a session.
As you can see, Baron gets around.
All for now,
Botswain

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Busy with friends

Hi All,
It is very cold here, now, and often it is too cold for the Dog Park, where Baron goes to let off steam. For the uninitiated, a dog park is a large fenced in area where the dogs can socialize (or not) and run around. It is great - it gets rid of a lot of energy. I always worry that Baron will not come when it is time to go home. Denise, Baron's trainer (his 5th in case you forgot) has reassured me that my beloved pooch will keep an eye on me. She said if he doesn't come when I'm ready to leave, I should walk away, and, if necessary get into the car and drive around the parking lot.

Of course, the dreaded day came when Baron was so busy playing with his friends that he didn't care if I had patients to see, errands to run or a major medical emergency. In addition to this, it was absolutely freezing! I followed Denise's instructions. I walked out the gate into the "holding pen" (like a small dog run forming the exit) and turned to look at my beloved pooch. Baron was so happy playing with his friends that he waved (think tail) good-bye! I could just hear him; "Bye Mom see you later." Someone had to help me catch him. The ingrate showed no remorse.
Chillingly yours,
Botswain

Monday, December 7, 2009

Therapy Dog?

Hi All,
You won't believe our weekend. On Saturday I took Baron to the Dog Park where he tried to organize a gang rape of a lovely golden retriever. Unfortunately, Baron forgot that he is neutered (I just hate to remind him).

After running and playing with the other hooligans, we headed to the pet supply store for dog food. At the store were 2 women and one mellow golden retriever, were collecting money for a program in which children read to dogs. This is geared toward kids with reading and/or language issues. The women tried to enlist Baron as a therapy dog!!! I kid you not. I said I thought dogs had to do things like come when called, even if they don't feel like it. They said this is true, but only until they pass the therapy dog test (yes, dear reader there is a test for this). The dogs are never off leash when with the children. They also told me that some of the kids like an interactive dog like Baron (boy is he interactive). They fell in love with Baron and think I am selling him short. I agree he is adorable, but thankfully they have never seen Baron in action!

So dear readers, what do you think? Is Baron "therapy dog" material? I was going to get him a coat that says "Therapy dog in Training."
All for now,
Botswain

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Back to his "old' self

Hi All,

The bad news from Poodle Place is that Baron is back to his old self (it didn't take long). He was great for Thanksgiving, but once it ended, he greeted any guest to our home in his usual exuberant fashion. I think he behaved well because he was worried that I spent so much time in the kitchen,I must be cooking for him. I don't think so!!!

I can now reassure everyone that Baron is fine and back to mischief. It is unbelievable that one minute I was worried about Baron's health and the next I was worried about mine! Baron is taking to heart the tales of Snoopy and the Red Baron, because he thinks he can fly - and is practicing! Fortunately (or not) he is unable to do so, but not because he hasn't tried!
All for now,
Botswain

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Thankful

Hi All,
We have lots to be thankful for - mostly that we survived Thanksgiving! This entails quite a bit:
1) No one got ptomaine poisoning, and they seemed to actually like the food I prepared - well, I didn't prepare all of it; I facilitated all of it. I refer to myself as a "meal facilitator". I delegated responsibility; in fact, Baron made the jello mold - with just a little help. Julie and Julia need not worry about competition coming from Poodle Place.
2)Baron's behavior was remarkable - especially for him. His greeting of the guests was fine - only a little barking. He did jump on my daughter, but she had dressed carefully in battle fatigues, anticipating the poodle onslaught.
3)Baron did swipe a couple of cocktail franks. This was almost a crisis as Baron is allergic to wheat (in the cute little buns). Fortunately I was able to delicately open his mouth and remove the offending objects - to the horror of my guests (they got over it).
4)Baron was quiet during dinner. This was not because he was respectful of the Thanksgiving meal, but because his trainer (who is no dummy) gave him a special present. We saved it for Thanksgiving dinner; it is a HUGE pig knuckle bone, I think. Anyway, it was love at first sight, and while we ate, he gnawed on his bone. Also, one of our guests gave Baron a toy - he was so excited!
All for now, but we are proud of our poodle boy.
Botswain

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Thanksgiving - coming soon

Hi All,

Things are really hectic here, with Thanksgiving on the way. I am not a cook, other than duck and potato specialties for Baron. Unfortunately, having volunteered to host Thanksgiving has proved to be a challenge. I have not delegated other than to the immediate family. In fact, as we speak, Baron is making the jello mold! You might recall that he has expressed an interest in cooking.
I feel sorry for my guests, who had better not come hungry, let's hope a KFC is open.
Oops, I have to go - Baron needs my help with the jello mold!
Botswain

Monday, November 23, 2009

Thanksgiving Invitation

Hi All,
I just wanted to share my Thanksgiving Invitation:

Thanksgiving is here, believe it or not.
There will be lots of food, none of it hot.

That noise you hear is not in your head,
It comes from Tom Turkey, he just isn't dead.
I went to the grocery, determined to buy it
Now Tom is here, on a vegetarian diet!

You might want to act upon this hunch
Prepare for Thanksgiving - eat a big lunch!
Botswain
PS
I wanted to say that the turkey is on a duck and potato diet, like you-know-who, but I don't think a turkey would eat that. He might be offended.

Halloween Revisited

Hi All,
This year I am having Thanksgiving at my home - something which strikes fear in the hearts of all who know Baron (and know of my culinary skills). When you add Baron's obedience skills (or lack thereof) into the mix - it is terrifying! In fact, it is more like Halloween, revisited.

I am preparing for Turkey Day by having weekly training sessions with Denise, who is working on Baron's "door" behavior - i.e. greeting guests. She has yet to make it inside the house. He hasn't calmed down enough for me to actually open the door. In fact, I am thinking of setting up picnic tables for Thanksgiving - I hope it isn't too cold.

There you have it! I'll keep you all posted on developments as they occur.
Botswain

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Difficult discussion

Hi All,
I have to have a very difficult conversation with Baron, and I could use some help. How do I explain to Baron that he is adopted? It is true that he has my dark curly hair (his is less frizzy) and my husband's nose, but he is still adopted. Baron is convinced that he is a little boy. I think he expects us to save for his college tuition. He has no clue that most of our assets have already been spent on dog obedience, and we all know what a good investment that has been!

I'd appreciate suggestions.
Botswain

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Barber Shop Quartet

Hi All,
Good news from Poodle Place! Baron had his first ever compliment from a groomer! Yep, it is true, my little black baricuda has finally managed to charm a groomer. Well, maybe "charm" is too strong a word, but at least she was able to groom him without wearing padded gloves and rollerblades (to chase him). She said he is still fidgety, but was (for him) fairly quiet (meaning he did not sit in his crate and howl for 2 hours).

Baron did have an unfortunate run-in with a Westie. Apparently this particular Westie dislikes black dogs (such as Baron) and went after him. Baron handled the pint-sized parasite with his usual aplomb - he tried to engage him in a gentle game of "Ring around the Groomer." Both dogs were sent to their crates. Apparently, while confined, they managed to engage the Scottie and Golden Retriever in belting out a new version of "You ain't nothin but a hound dog".
All for now,
Botswain
PS
Listen for Baron's Barbershop Quartet - coming to a fire hydrant near you.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Home from Camp

Hi All,

Baron returned home from "camp" in good spirits, but very tired. He was asleep for most of his first two days home. Now he is more energetic. His trainer, who is the "director" of the camp, lives on 2 1/2 acres, so Baron had the opportunity to run and play with his fellow campers.

Believe it or not, his behavior has improved, although a "tired dog is a well-behaved dog" - or at least "better" behaved. He still jumps on us, but tries not to. He hasn't experimented with new recipes and he considers coming when called.
Maybe he needs more camp-outs.
Botswain

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Obedience vs Cooking School

Hi All,
This is a sad night at Poodle Place. Baron just left for Camp (as in Boot). We feel terrible because Baron thought he was going to Cooking School and wanted to pack pots and pans. We drew the line when he wanted to bring the Cuisinart. I feel like any parent whose child goes off to overnight camp, and gave the trainer written directions for his care. It includes the usual - diet (duck and potato), medications (allergy), sun screen etc. Thank goodness he is not high maintenance!

I'll let you know how the trainer survives!
Botswain
PS
I forgot to send Baron's hair products! I hope his curls survive the camp-out.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Coming to a Kitchen near You


Hi All,

Apparently Baron is continuing his culinary pursuits. Baron's trainer (#5 in case you forgot) suggested placing a basket in the kitchen for his toys. This way he'll know where they are, eliminating confusion such as Baron mistakenly (right) thinking my reading glasses and Vance's watch are his. Baron clearly understands the concept that his toys are in the basket. The part of the equation he has difficulty with is the definition of what is actually his.
Sunday we returned home from dinner and were exuberantly greeted by our partially behaved poodle. He was in excellent spirits having decided to replace dog obedience classes with cooking lessons (for a history see Home on the Range entry). How do I know he continues his interest in cooking, you might ask? Upon entering my kitchen I couldn't help but notice my Cuisinart in his "toy basket". I kid you not, the pernicious poodle stole my Cuisinart! Well, maybe he just borrowed it. Apparently Baron is not a fan of my cooking (neither is anyone else) and thinks he can do a better job - poodles can be arrogant.

I am convinced Baron is a canine version of my son. When he was in high school, by beloved human offspring brought my Cuisinart to school for his "demonstration speech." It has not been seen since. I actually tried to obtain the video of this speech, as it contained the last sighting of my cuisinart. Baron has a similar interest in the replacement.

Well, there you have it. Baron continues to express an interest in cooking, and while I do believe in supporting one's interests (even if "one" is a dog), enough is enough. I expected him to consider agility, rally or even hunting (without the gun). I guess he is interested in another part of the food chain - not the retrieval of the duck but the part that comes next - cooking it - or something. I just hope he doesn't try his paw at my specialty - "Special Mommy Eggs." It is a secret family recipe.
All for now,
Heatedly,
Botswain

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Improvements

Hi All,

The big news today is that my husband thinks Baron is almost done with obedience because his behavior has greatly improved. This is true he actually has improved! Now when I enter the house he is able to stop jumping on me - eventually. He no longer takes things off the counter and instead focuses on the stove but has not tried his paw at cooking lately. He stole a package of Kleenex from my purse, but neglected to eat the whole thing.

Baron still tries to sit on the laps of any guests to our home, but is able to get off upon command (and upon my pulling on his collar). He is getting better at coming. He comes when called as long as I continue to encourage him after the original call. This requires throwing kisses at him and promising nothing bad will happen to him if he comes (i.e. no visit to the vet etc). It takes awhile but as long as I'm not in a hurry, it works out fine.
I'm encouraged!
Botswain
PS
I think my husband might be a little too optimistic, what do think?

Friday, October 9, 2009

Baron is going to Camp

Hi All,
Yes, dear readers, it is true - Baron is going to CAMP!!! He leaves on Thursday and I pick him up on Monday. How exciting is that? He can't decide which toys to pack - packing is always a challenge in our family. The trainer suggested I pack his agility equipment, but we decided that was really overdoing it. Of course Baron will arrive at camp with his own food and treats - all carefully selected duck and potato.

Hopefully you know me well enough by now to question my motivation for sending Baron to camp. Maybe not, after all, I am a sucker my curly haired 4-legged gremlin (note the Halloween theme). No, I am not crazy enough to send him to a traditional overnight camp where you sleep in a tent and roast marshmallows. This camp focuses on training. I'll dispense with the euphemisms; it is BOOT CAMP! He is going to stay with his trainer for 3 days; while she has him 24/7, she will work on his behavioral discrepancies (see all of the previous blogs entries for details).

I am so excited about this. Imagine how altered his behavior will be upon his return. He will be a "dream dog" - perfectly behaved. He will no longer snatch the soup ladle as he did last night, and run around the house with it, hoping for a game of "Chase the Dog." He will learn new games, like "sit, stay, come". These are the games that humans love to play, but some dogs (i.e. Baron) balk at.

I will keep you posted on Baron's success at camp. I hope he doesn't get homesick. I would hate to receive a phone call from his trainer asking me to come and get him.
All for now,
Botswain
PS
Whatever will I write about once Baron is a poster boy for obedience?

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Baron Obedient?

Hi All,
Today was a red letter day for Baron!!! He received his first ever compliment on his behavior. We were leaving the veterinarian's office when a woman remarked on how well behaved Baron is. She was not joking! Of course he was the only dog in the waiting room at the time, and didn't jump on the counter until she left; but a compliment is a compliment! Maybe there is something to this obedience work - after all, I'm behaving a lot better!
Obediently yours,
Botswain

PS
It probably also helped that Baron did a little agility work prior to visiting the vetinarian; he was tired (Baron, not the vet). This will be our secret.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Learning to Read

Hi All,

Baron wants to learn to read! Isn't he smart? I know, dear readers, you are doubting that even a dog as intelligent as a poodle would have an interest in reading. Set your doubts aside, it is true! How do I know this? In the past 2 weeks, Baron, discovering that he is unable to read small print (dogs' eyes do not function as ours do), has tried using my reading glasses. I guess he wants to be like me, what a compliment! Unfortunately, his fine motor skills are not very good (paws have their limitations), and he has crushed 2 pairs of my prescription reading glasses. Once he discovered he couldn't wear the glasses, his curiosity got the better of him. He wondered what glasses would taste like. I'm sure he thought of it as a scientific experiment: does one pair of glasses taste the same as another? As of yet, he has not shared his conclusions with me. I do admire his quest for knowledge.

I am considering getting Baron his own pair of reading glasses; I am certain he would then leave mine alone. First I will have to make an appointment with the canine opthamologist (yes, dear readers, there is such a thing).

Do you think I should forget about obedience classes and get Baron a reading tutor? In our area there are many dogs, who, with their humans, go to libraries and read to the children. I had always thought it was the humans who read the books, but maybe I got it wrong!
Intelligently yours,
Botswain

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Baron - hyperactive?

Hi All,

I hope I am not jumping the gun here, but I think Baron might be hyperactive (ADHD). He has a hard time sitting still, especially when requested to do so. He has difficulty settling down (especially on the "down" command) and focusing his attention on important projects, such as dog obedience. When I gently request that he come, he refuses to do so unless food is involved. When playing with his friends, he tends to get out of control, and before you know it someone gets hurt and is crying (or growling). It doesn't matter what toys I put out, Baron has a hard time sharing. If I try to play with his toys, he runs over and tries to grab them right out of my hands - very unpleasant when you consider he uses his teeth to do so.

While I am not known for my skills at softball, on occasion I have tried to engage Baron in a friendly game of catch. While he lacks a mitt, he again, does have that mouth (you know - the one with all the teeth). He catches the ball quite well, and although unable to throw it back to me (oh no - does he have gross motor difficulties also?), he does manage to return the ball. He runs back to me with the ball in his mouth. My husband informed that this is not called softball, but "fetch" - no wonder softball was never my sport.

Baron loves to fetch the ball. It warms my heart to watch him run enthusiastically to the ball and bring it back to me. Of course I have to grab the ball out of the mouth of a moving target as he rushes past. Actually, I have become quite quick. Unfortunately, this game deteriorates into Baron deciding to pounce on me, not the ball. My enjoyment in this game wanes when 70 pounds of poodle hurtles himself at me. This is further evidence of ADHD, as, again, he loses interest in the task at hand and doesn't follow through.

Hey - does this sound familiar? Could Baron really be a male child cleverly disguised as a dog? After all, he does have my curly hair, and, I hate to brag, but also my sweet disposition!

I have checked with the veterinarian and there is no such thing as "doggie ritulin." This was a huge disappointment to me because I was hoping one pill would fix what is plainly a biological problem.

All for now, Baron is staring longingly at a china figurine.
Botswain

Monday, September 28, 2009

Emily Post for Canines

Hi All,

I am considering sending Baron to etiquette classes rather than dog obedience class. He is obedient when he wants to be, but has difficulty with the finer nuances of proper etiquette. For example, I was heading down the stairs, when who should push past me, trying to beat me to the bottom, but Baron! When guests enter my home they are greeted warmly (perhaps too warmly) by Baron, who almost knocks me down in his effort to hug the new arrival. Actually our guests usually greet Baron before me - maybe they need etiquette classes too!

Does anyone know of etiquette classes for dogs? I wonder what Emily Post is up to these days and if she has branched out. Perhaps there is a canine silver fork class (or is it spoon - hopefully it's not "knife" that would be dangerous in Baron's paws).

So far the plan is for Baron to attend a brief segment of "prep school" at Denise's home. I refer to it as prep school because it prepares him for being around other living beings. I wish Denise and her family luck.

Botswain

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Boot Camp for Baron

Hi All,

Denise, Baron's newest personal trainer, recommended sending Baron to her home for a few days of remedial work. What could she be thinking? Just because Baron has managed to demolish not one but two pairs of prescription reading glasses in one week is not call for alarm. I am thinking of investing in the stock of companies that manufacture lenses. Does anybody have any recommendations?

I hate to admit it but I have a drawer of broken items that need to be taken in for repair. This includes: pottery from Peru, ceramic cookie jar (not wanting to bother me, Baron tried to help himself), tiny Brazilian figurines, and a Swavorski crystal poodle (Baron thought this was a relative and greeted her enthusiastically). Fortunately, the recently repaired intricately carved ivory tusk which was my mother-in-law's, is placed out of his reach. For details on that fiasco see the entry entitled "Poodle Place in Shambles" (April 10).

So fellow poodle lovers, do you think Baron should be sent to Boot Camp? What if he comes back perfectly behaved - what will I ever have to write about? Think of it, entry after entry of accolades about our regal poodle. Wouldn't that be boring? On the other hand, it might be nice to find out.

With a kick,
Botswain

PS
By the way, Denise doesn't even know about the glasses. I won't tell her if you don't!

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Baron versus the Bunny

Hi All,

The title of today's post might be misleading. When I say "Baron versus the Bunny", I am not referring to Bunny the agility trainer but bunny the rabbit. In case you thought our Baron limits his vegetable intake to tomatoes, you are wrong. He also enjoys carrots; obviously he has been around agility trainers, horses, and rabbits too much.

The obedience trainer (have you noticed that Baron is not bereft of trainers?) suggested Baron have toys to play with in the back yard, besides the tomato plants. She suggested a "Jolly Ball" (used for horses also) and a kong stuffed with cooked carrots. Of course I obediently followed her directions (one of us should be obedient). I hid the kong under a flowering plant so Baron could "hunt" for it. Remember, poodles are hunters (see one of my previous blog entries). It appears there is a slight glitch to his hunting skills, because unless it is contraband, he is not interested! Anyway, a couple of days later I found the kong in the yard. I am just not sure who enjoyed the carrots! I am beginning to feel like a caterer!

All for now,
Botswain

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Agility Challenged

Hi All,

Today was disappointing here at Poodle Place. Baron had an agility lesson and, as usual, was the worst in class. This was quite an accomplishment as he was the only one in the class. The class was held in the outside ring of a sheep barn; more agility equipment is set up inside the barn (the sheep hang out in a paddock). The other handlers watch as they wait for their turn. Baron got to run around like a maniac and then we started the more "formal" part of the lesson. He did run up and down the "A" frame, but basically tried to avoid it. He loved running through the tunnel, which was odd for 2 reasons. 1) Large dogs don't usually like the tunnel and 2) He was not asked to run through the tunnel, he just felt like it. When he was done with the tunnel he ran over to the 3 observing handlers and tried to engage them in play. The observers are my friends, who were awaiting their turn with their well-behaved dogs (2 of whom are younger than Baron).

After this fiasco, Bunny (the instructor) suggested I call it quits for today. I took Baron into the barn, where, without distractions, he cheerfully jumped 3 jumps and had a jolly time running a small course. No one witnessed this feat but me - and who would ever believe the word of a newfoundland owned by Lord Byron (that would be Botswain) over the word of an agility trainer and 3 nonbiased observors?

I think we might return to duck hunting. Judging from his ability to hunt and retreive kleenex and tomatoes, I feel Baron's true talent lies in hunting (and making mischief).

Klutzily yours,
Botswain

PS
Perhaps Baron has a future as sheep herder?

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

The Robber Baron

Hi All,

I'm back to writing about poodles, because, here at Poodle Place we've had a major crisis. Baron is stealing. I really don't know what to do about it, as I have never before encountered a canine thief. Actually, I'm not sure that I've encountered a human one either.

For the 1st time ever (it will never happen again) I planted 2 tomato plants. I have been cheerfully watching the tomatoes mature, unlike a certain young immature poodle (name withheld by request). There were (emphasis on the word "were") 4 tomatoes which finally turned a deep red and were ready to be picked. Two of them disappeared! I couldn't imagine what happened to them and thought perhaps a wild animal (raccoon or coyote) got to them. Then a certain "wild animal" (as in untrained) was spotted with a luscious red tomato in his mouth. The mischievous mutt turned out to be - yep you guessed it - the Robber Baron.

Baron not only stole the tomatoes, but he hid a couple of them in the back yard! I just hate an organized thief. To make matters worse, this is not his only act of thievery. He just pounced on something behind the couch and it turns out he "stole" the swifter (for the uninformed, it's something you clean with) and hid it behind the couch! How will I ever keep up with the little Robber Baron?

Bravely yours,
Botswain

PS
By the way, Baron only takes the ripe intact tomatoes. Any tomatoes that have been attacked by bugs he leaves alone. Nothing like a picky thief.

Monday, September 7, 2009

In the Swim revisited

Hi All,
Good news! One of my readers, Lois, wanted to help rehabilitate Lucy the horse. She offered Lucy the use of her beach - how nice is that? The only glitch is that there are 95 steps down to the lake. Lois must have spent a lot of time counting - perhaps while dragging a grumpy child up the above-mentioned steps. As you may recall, Lucy is lame and cannot possibly be expected to walk down 95 steps; actually I am not lame and don't think I want to walk down them either.

Dear readers, do not fear. Lois's husband is considerate enough to put in a funicular just for Lucy! This way she can be transported to the lake without putting undo stress on her sore foot. I then expressed concern the lake water might be too cold for Lucy, and suggested a wet suit (I assume Lucy would be an extra large). Lois is nice enough to consider heating the lake for Lucy's enjoyment and rehabilitation! I must have the most loyal and invested readers (or at least one loyal and invested reader).

The only problem with all of this is Baron's jealousy. He has been told by his agility trainer that he is out of shape (I kid you not), and would like to join Lucy at the lake. To my knowledge Baron has never gone swimming, but I am sure I could find a life vest for him. If not, perhaps Lois can, she seems to be quite resourceful. The good news is that Baron is able to walk down to the beach (hopefully without me - Lois can take him) and would not need the use of the funicular. He does, however, think it would be fun to ride in one. I think so too. I hope the funicular is big enough for all of us - including Lois. Perhaps Lois will serve tea (with lots of sugar cubes for you-know-who)and biscuits (duck or potato only)during our ride on the funicular!
Swimmingly yours,
Botswain

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Definition of "Improvement"

Hi All,
I have good news! Baron's 5th (and hopefully last) trainer seems to be having a positive effect. Ok, so I'm saying "ick" a lot, rolling a can of pennies (I think of it as bowling practice) and spraying him with water (he is a water dog, after all), but it works! He behaves better when guests arrive at our home ("better" means he doesn't knock anyone down) and only stays in the laps of those who want him there (hard to believe, but there are people who actually want a 70 pound poodle in their lap).

Unfortunately, Baron's energy level continues to surpass mine, but he is younger than me. After 2 lovely walks (definition of "lovely": Baron saw 8 dogs, 3 squirrels and at least 10 birds, all while searching for the "perfect" tree to mark), throwing his ball up and down the stairs to tire him out, and allowing him to bring me his favorite toy (a soft squeaky pig) to throw - I needed a nap. Baron,in case you are curious, is just fine, and ready for a 3rd walk.

All for now, Baron beckons.
Best,
Botswain

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

In the Swim

Hi All,
As many of you know, I love to swim. Swimming is not only good for us humans, and for certain water dogs (not Baron, he is prone to ear infections) but it can also benefit our equine friends (yep - I have one). You may recall that my equine friend is Lucy, a lovely quarter horse who, while still on the payroll, is not earning her keep. Lucy has a palmer fracture of her coffin bone (in her foot), which will heal, but needs 2-4 months of "stall rest." Two months have already passed, but who's counting? I was just told that swimming can keep her in shape while she is recuperating.

Unfortunately, Lucy's barn is not near a lake and doesn't have a swimming pool. Do not fret - I had an idea: Lucy could be hauled (as in trailer ride) to our neighborhood swimming pool. The pool is lovely, and the only restrictions involve rules for human guest swimmers and pool hours. I know of no restrictions for equine swimmers. This is soooooo exciting! Imagine, I am swimming in one lane at the pool and Lucy is in the next lane. I wear my bright blue swim cap and she wears a lovely cap covered in flowers (like from the 1950's), with holes cut out to make room for her ears; she wears ear plugs (large ones). I wear my mask, snorkel, and fins. Lucy wears floaties (in case she forgot how to swim). She already has orthopedic shoes, so we can save money and forgo the fins. I am psyched; this could be a wonderful Mommy/Mare Moment!

I just wanted to share my excitement about future swim opportunities. Don't you want to swim with us?
All for now,
Botswain

PS
How many lifeguards would it take to save Lucy if she has trouble swimming?

Friday, August 28, 2009

Child Prodigy

Hi All,
I hate to brag, but a it is now a week since Baron observed poodles hunting, and he has grown from the experience. He saw poodles retrieving ducks, taking walks on a heel command, urinating, barking, and playing. He has obviously learned a lot. First of all, he has perfected his hunting skills. He caught 2 frogs and a grasshopper (I had no jar available for the latter), and has proven to be an expert at hunting kleenex. He not only retrieves (and keeps) used kleenex from the wastebasket, but is actually able to hunt down kleenex still in the box. Is he terrific or what?

Secondly, Baron has learned that duck is indeed a delicacy, and obviously one that is sought after, otherwise why would so many poodles be working so hard to retrieve a dead duck? He has decided that although his particular brand of duck and potato diet is on the pricey side, why switch? After all, poodles go to the trouble of retrieving ducks without actually eating them. Baron does not have to actually retrieve a dead duck, which might mess his fur or even worse, get his paws muddy. He gets to eat ducks that have already been hunted and prepared (thankfully not by me). How easy is that?

I think this proves that Baron has a high IQ and his difficulty with dog obedience must be the result of boredom. Spoken like a true mother, right?
Botswain

Friday, August 21, 2009

The Hunt

Hi All,

Today's entry comes with a warning. It is not for the faint of heart. It will appeal to true poodle lovers, those who like hunting (particularly with poodles) and those who have a taste for life's unusual experiences.

I just returned home from the Working Certificate and Working Excellent Certificate Tests in Waukesha Wisconsin. No, this is not a certificate to enable me to continue working (either excellently or not), but a hunting test for standard poodles. Of course I brought my sidekick, Baron (aka Jaws) with me. I must say, he was the largest and handsomest of the dogs there (but I am biased). Note: I did not say he was the best behaved - if in doubt, read previous blog entries.

First of all, for those not aware of this: I have a terrible sense of direction. Waukesha is a very long drive, and, I'm proud to say, I didn't get lost at all. This was a first for me, since the drive to the hunting club involved turning down a small, poorly marked street. Thank heavens for mapquest.

Secondly, I didn't know if it would be worth the time and effort, particularly given the forecast for "passing showers." It was! Baron and I had a blast (no pun intended), even though the "passing shower" never passed. I'll tell you all about it. Here goes:

All of the handlers (that's the human - a professional - who handles the dogs) were dressed in hunting clothes, which are basically water-proof camouflage jackets and pants, knee high rubber boots (very smart considering the above-mentioned showers), and whistles. The poodles were all well groomed (clipped short), but none had that "fancy" poodle cut, and none were as cute as you-know-who.

First, I must also say a few words about the ducks. They were all dead - homicide. Their necks were broken late yesterday in preparation for today's event. Apparently, there is a man who has a job doing this. The hunters were all very excited about the ducks because they were in good condition. They allow 2 ducks for each dog, and the owners got to keep their dog's dead ducks - how exciting is that? No one offered me any for Baron's dinner. I visualized a lot of foie gras.

I arrived during the Working Certificate Excellent Test, this is for the more advanced dogs, because it involves a memory test. Each dog is kept behind a camouflage screen before his or her turn. The dog then comes forward with it's handler, often off leash on a "heel" command - is that well trained or what? The marshal catapults a duck (still dead) in the air while using a duck whistle that mimics a duck's call. He then shoots a gun as a real hunter would do. The dogs sits at attention and watches. This is then repeated in another direction, with the dog watching the 2nd duck (also dead). The dog is then commanded to retrieve the 1st duck and after doing so successfully he has to remember where the 1st duck is and retrieve him (or her). The handler is only allowed to give one direction (i.e. "over" - directing dog to the left or right. The handler's whistle is used to give commands to the dog (i.e. a short sound for sit). It was amazing, the dog would sit in a field and look at it's handler for direction, with the handler standing several yards away.

The test for the less advanced dogs is similar, but with no memory component. You could really see the difference between the dogs in training and the more advanced dogs. The dogs in training needed help, and in a couple of instances, the marshal retrieved the duck and catapulted it for the dog to try again.

Unfortunately, I had to leave before the water trials. For this part, a dog has to qualify in order to compete. They catapult the still dead duck into a large pond and the poodle has to jump in the water and retrieve the duck. I would have loved to have seen that. I had to return home, which was just as well, because it was really pouring by this time. I was thankful for my own rain jacket and am seriously considering one for Baron.

As you can tell, for me, this was an alternate universe; you not only had humans in "battle fatigue" but dogs who were actually well-behaved! Speaking of which, Baron had to remain in the car so as not to be a distraction. I did walk him frequently, and he was quite excited to be around so many poodles. At one point, we saw a woman walking her 5 poodles - all off leash. One dog started to approach Baron, but was called back. It was amazing, the dog actually listened to her owner!

There is no end to what I am learning with my faithful sidekick (that would be Baron).

All for now. Baron's dinner is getting more complicated, now that duck doesn't look so appetizing.

Botswain










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Thursday, August 20, 2009

Dead duck

Hi Fellow Poodle Lovers!
I have a lot to talk about today. We had our training session with Ms. X; Baron settled down and did well. I am now walking him with a "gentle leader" and while he balked at 1st, it makes things much easier.

Tomorrow is a special exhibition of standard poodles hunting, hosted by the Milwaukee Poodle Club. It is in Waukesha, Wisconsin. I know you are wondering "where is Waukesha Wisconsin"? So am I. I'll let you know if I find it. I did call to determine if it's worth attending, and was told the morning trials (all I can attend - it is a 2 hour drive) are in the water; this involves the dogs only - not trainers in floaties. They have a bunch of dead ducks (I kid you not) that they throw in the water for the dogs to retrieve. Poodles are hunters and are water dogs. The ducks are already dead (or pre-killed) to avoid injury and pain for the ducks (figure that one out). It should be interesting. Poodles are coming from all over the USA and Canada.

More on this tomorrow.
It's ducky.
Botswain

PS
Baron is especially excited because he is on a duck and potato diet. I am hoping the poodles will give me the retrieved ducks and I can have Baron's allergist cook them!

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Flying Pigs

Hi All,

I am so looking forward to seeing our newest dog trainer tomorrow. Baron is, well, still Baron. Our beloved trainer, Ms. X (not her real name for obvious reasons), made some wonderful recommendations regarding Baron's behavior. She suggested that when he "playfully" growls (picture this - his butt is in the air) we give him a toy - which is preferable to his "playing" with other things, like Vance's watch, for example. I did that very thing tonight. I gave him his favorite squeaky toy; it's a small, soft, rubber pig. He was thrilled. I threw it, he retrieved it. This went on until he refused to let me have the pig. I said (and I am so proud of myself) "drop it." Baron actually dropped it!!! How great is that? Is he smart or what? Of course, I had to pick the pig up and throw it again. This was not as bad as it sounds, because it weighs considerably less than an actual pig. Unfortunately, this "game" went on for some time until one of us - or perhaps both of us - tired of it. I think we are making headway!

OOPS - I have to go, Baron is calling (well, barking). I guess we aren't trained as well as we'd like to be.

Playfully yours,
Botswain

Monday, August 17, 2009

A Training Glitch

Hi All,

Today I had my first visitor since Baron's training session last week. Ms. X (the trainer who wishes to remain anonymous for obvious reasons) and I (and, coincidentally, Baron) worked on Baron's behavior greeting people at our front door. I am to say "ick" if he rushes to the door. I did so, and it worked with Ms. X. Nonetheless, Baron happily (and enthusiastically) pounced on my guest, who, thankfully, is a poodle lover. He later tried to get in her lap. I am certain our newest dog trainer would not approve of this! Sigh, I guess I'll have to add it to the list of things to work on. How many volumes am I allowed?

With chuckles,
Botswain

PS
When Ms. X and I practiced Baron's greeting of visitors at our door (i.e. she left, I closed the door, she rang the door bell), Baron was remarkably calm, and his behavior was much improved. I wonder if this little glitch has anything to do with me? Does this mean I am not the "alpha" member of the pack?

Thursday, August 13, 2009

And the trainer is.....

Hi All,
Today was a big day here at Poodle Place. 1st. Baron and I had an exciting morning walking with my friend, Debbie, and her Jack Russel Terrier. It took Baron awhile to realize that no dog can befriend a Jack Russel, not even one as convincing as Baron, but, in true Baron style, he never gave up.

Later, Baron and I had a session with his newest (and hopefully last) trainer, Ms. X. I call her Ms. X because she doesn't want to be associated with the aforementioned poodle. Let's hope she will soon be proud to list Baron among her successes.

Unfortunately, Baron greeted his new trainer warmly, with his fiercest growl - it was ineffective. He couldn't believe it and kept growling just to make sure - nope - no response. Ms. X has a different way of dealing with dogs, and uses the word "ick" to discourage unwanted behavior (hey, maybe that's why she doesn't want her name mentioned). It's hard to believe, but you would have thought she said "dog catcher", although "dog trainer" seems to work just as well. So, poodle friends, if you hear me calmly (right!) saying "ick" to Baron, think nothing of it. It does not mean he is "icky" but that I am correcting him. I can hardly wait to hear what word I'll get to use next week!

Ms. X suggested a holistic vet for help with Baron's allergies and immune system. Has anyone had any luck with a holistic vet? If so, I'd love to hear about it.

Laughingly yours,
Botswain
PS
By the way, Ms. X is Baron's 5th trainer, but who's counting?

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

More Canine Cuisine

Hi All,

I am almost afraid to ask, but did you find yesterday's recipe for "Divine Duck and Potato" user friendly? I don't know about you but I hate recipes that have a lot of ingredients, take more than 10 minutes to prepare, and involve equipment (such as a pot, pan, or for the previous recipe, a can opener). It is with this in mind that I will share my "secret" easy recipe for Divine Duck and Potato Main Course for Dogs. Here it is:


Recipe 2
Secret Easy Recipe for Divine Duck and Potato Main Course for dogs

Ingredients:
Bag of duck and potato dog food

Open bag of duck and potato dog food (you don't need a can opener, but will need a
scissors)
Pour 1 and1/2 cups (this is for a large dog - if you feed him twice a day) into his bowl.
Put bowl on floor for dog

YOU ARE FINISHED!!! HOW EASY IS THIS?

This recipe did not require Julia Child or her cook book, and it is somewhat original! I know, you are thinking that I had better stick to cooking for dogs, but it does give you an idea as to what my human family has gone through. Look at it this way, now you know why my blog is about dogs, not cooking. Julia Child would be horrified, but laughing (I hope)!

Eat heartily,
Botswain

Monday, August 10, 2009

Canine Cuisine

Hi all,
I am suffering an inferiority complex. I just saw the movie, Julie and Julia, and marveled not only at how cute her blog was, but how she (Julie) got so many followers! I have no clue how this all works, and neither did Julie, but she blogged about how she cooked (successfully) all of the recipes in Julia Child's cook book, and people loved reading about it. I did not read about it because anything pertaining to cooking is wasted on me, but I liked the concept.

There was, however, an important part of the movie that did pertain to me (no, it was not about the domestically-challenged). Julie followed Julia's instructions and learned how to split and cook a whole duck; she didn't have to catch the duck, she obviously purchased it after it was deceased. This recipe involved a very large, sharp knife. Why would this pertain to me, you may ask? BECAUSE THE AFOREMENTIONED DOG (that would be Baron)IS ON A DUCK AND POTATO DIET, AND HIS ALLERGIST THINKS IT WOULD BE GREAT IF I COOKED HIM DUCK!!! Perhaps Julie wouldn't mind doing that in her spare time, and she probably even knows how to dehydrate duck in a dehydrator - whatever that is!

Maybe if I added a few dog food recipes to my blog that would work? Let's face it, only Baron would eat a home-made meal made by me, which is why I refer to myself as a "meal facilitator." In fact, in one of my earlier blogs I commented on how Baron wanted to try his hand (oops - paw) at cooking. I thought he was trying to steal my recipe for "Special Mommy Eggs" but maybe he was trying to take over the stove! Anyway, I am still considering giving him cooking lessons, if he ever masters obedience.

So readers, do you think I should add some dog food recipes to my blog? They would be relatively simple. For example:
Recipe 1
Divine Duck and Potato Main Course for dogs
Ingredients:
Can of Duck and Potato dog food

Open can using electric can opener
Pour contents of can into bowl (sometimes it is stuck in the can which requires a knife to get it out of the can because you can't pour it).
Put bowl on floor for dog

Is this interesting? If so, wait until you read tomorrow's recipe!

Botswain

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Poodle Place Percolating Pension Fund

Hello Poodle People,

I received a note from a friend who feels the only likeable aspect of Leona Helmsly's character was her love for her dogs. My friend wondered if I planned to leave Baron 18 million dollars, as Leona did her dogs. Oh that I had 18 million extra dollars to leave him. I think I will be lucky if I don't spend that amount on him while he is alive! In fact, I am requesting donations to the Poodle Place Percolating Pension Fund. I will personally oversee all donations prior to my demise and insure that it is used solely for the benefit of animal-related activities and products (fur coats not included). By the way, although they lack curly hair, horses are also included in the Poodle Pension Fund. Your money will go toward the following activities:

1) Appropriate (as deemed by me) domiciles for dogs, horses, and their caregivers - also me. This includes routine maintenance of the domicile, including housekeeping, landscaping and sprinkler system, swimming pool (poodles are water dogs) etc. Most important a heating unit for the kitchen floor will be installed along with a murphy bed in case the caregiver has to sleep in the kitchen with the aforementioned dog.

2) Food for the previously mentioned animals and their caregivers (including the entire staff - grooms, dog walkers, etc.)

3) Clothing for the animals (and the main caregiver - me).

4) Shoes (only for the horse and, well, me). Horse and caregiver need new shoes every 6-8 weeks.

5) Clothing. This can be quite pricey, as horses, dogs and caregivers (yep - me) need coats etc. (horse and caregiver fall into the etc. category) for all types of weather.

6) Leisure activities, including vacations. Transport will include horse trailer and professional dr iver (not me), as well as private jets etc. to ensure that Baron and his caregivers (me etc.) travel in the style to which they would like to become accustomed. Leisure activities include lessons for the equestrian (me) which will keep the horse in shape and happy, as well as swimming lessons, because the aforementioned dog isn't sure he likes the water.

7) All medical and dental costs for the dog (who has an autoimmune disease and pricey vet bills), horse (not inexpensive) and caregiver (don't even go there).

8) Grooming. Remember Baron is a poodle and his grooming can be quite pricey - almost as pricey as his caregiver's (me).

9) Psychological Services (to be provided at a reasonable cost by the caregiver - me) for the animals and extended staff of caregivers.

9) Accounting services to be provided by the caregiver's husband.

That about covers it - except for incidentals I may have forgotten about. The canine and equine members of my household thank you for your generosity in these troubled times.

Gratefully yours,

Botswain, Baron and Lucy

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Dog Training with ?????

Hi All,

I know the title of this entry is misleading. I did not mention the name of the trainer because he would like to remain anonymous. In fact, he might wear a bag over his head (or a mask) from now on. Let's face it, Baron is not exactly a poster boy for dog training - well, maybe the "before" as in "before and after."

At our last dog training class, Baron, while very enthusiastic, was the worst dog in the class. The only dog that even came close to being as poorly trained, was a white standard poodle who happens to be 8 years old (and still acts like a puppy - not a compliment). Baron tries really hard but is unable to curb his natural enthusiasm for everything, everyone, every animal - and particularly for dog training. Enjoying and learning are not the same thing. He loves playing with the other dogs, particularly when they are in a "stay" command, disrupting the class by vocalizing his thoughts on the subject of training (i.e. excited barking), and loves jumping enthusiastically on the dog owners (including us). To his credit, the dog trainer is able to smile sweetly (more like a grimace) and grab Baron at the same time. He then yanks Baron's leash while honking a shriek alarm (I kid you not). Baron looks chastised (for 2 minutes).

It's not that I'm counting but Baron is now working with his 4th trainer, and almost has him in shape. In fact, we were at the Farmer's Market yesterday, and someone innocently suggested I try to get a refund as Baron is, well, not obedient.

Botswain

PS
Should I take it personally that the manager of our vet's practice recommended a new dog trainer? It was during a brief visit in which Baron stood on his hind legs to look over the counter and say "hello" (she taught him that), scattered papers and treats, jumped on an unsuspecting client, and tried to play boisterously with an English cocker spaniel. Keep in mind Baron is almost 70 pounds!

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

The vacation is over

Hi All,

Poodle lovers, have you missed me? In case you are curious, we were on vacation, hence no posts for awhile. "We" does not refer to Baron, but his human family. Baron remained at home, and while he is a "party animal", as far as I know, no Poodle Parties were held on the premises. I am happy to report that the house is still standing. One friend asked if Baron had an opportunity to cook while I was away, and the answer is an emphatic "no"! Baron didn't have time to cook - he ordered out (duck and white potato only).

Isn't it amazing how quickly vacations become a memory? I wish our struggles with Baron would also become a distant memory. Between his training (or lack thereof) and health issues, we are all quite busy - especially our valiant heroine (that would be me). In fact, three days after returning from vacation I already had a visit with the "doggie dermatologist" and as a result I am definitely ready for another vacation. The dermatologist feels the weekly baths (with oatmeal shampoo and conditioner - in case you forgot) aren't effective so we can discontinue his weekly spa visits (whew). Heaven knows what she'll cook up (in a dehydrator) to replace them!

All for now, but stay tuned for further updates as they occur.
Botswain

Friday, May 15, 2009

Dog Obedience - or a lack thereof

Hi All,


I am sure this will be quite a surprise for fans of Baron, but dog obedience is not one of Baron's strengths. I would love to tell you that he really tries hard, but has difficulty mastering it. Unfortunately, I don't think he tries. He stands there with a twinkle in his eye, barely suppressing a chortle.


He is perfectly able to come, sit, stay, down, etc. - when he wants to, if he's in the mood and if I have awesome treats. Unfortunately, now that he is limited to duck and potato and I have yet to purchase a food dehydrator, his enthusiasm has diminished. He shows definite potential at home (unless he is busy), but with other dogs around - forget it!


Baron's favorite activity (besides the dog park) is dog obedience class where he gets to see his friends or potential friends. The small detail that his classmates are apple polishers and he is not, does not dampen his enthusiasm.


At our last class, Baron was, well, the worst in the class (too bad there is not an award for that). There were only 5 dogs in the class, and one of them, Beauregard is a white standard poodle, 8 years old. I was not encouraged to note that Beauregard still jumps enthusiastically on his owner, a lovely, slight woman, dressed in a skirt, and demonstrating admirable tolerance for her "best friend." The fact that she has been working with our trainer for several years is not necessarily a compliment to him.

All for today,
Botswain

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Doggie Dermatologist Part 2

I know I promised part 2 of our visit to the Doggie Dermatologist, but I've been busy following Dr. F's recommendations. Whew, finally, a moment to write:

When we last met our heroine (that would be me) she was slaving away in the kitchen (not her favorite room) accompanied by her trusty sidekick Baron, and, well, a duck. The duck, having no idea he was part of Baron's new hypoallergenic diet, was happily quacking away, when he wasn't doing laps in the bath tub. Baron, delighted with his new friend, had no idea that the bath tub was a prelude to his new weekly routine.

Yes, dear poodle-lovers, our sadistic doggie dermatologist, Dr. F, has required our rambunctious, oversized (almost 70 pound) toddler standard poodle, to have at least one bath per week, preferably two. Dr. F blithely suggested hosing him down, shampooing him with his new oatmeal shampoo followed by oatmeal conditioner (to be left on for 10 minutes). By the way, the shampoo and conditioner are only available through her office, conveniently located in Chicago (where I am not). Doing the math, I quickly realized that by the time I am done with his diet, baths, ear cleansing (did I not mention that?), toy sterilization (to remove remnants of previous food) I would have to give up my career and devote myself entirely to the care of one young Baron (aka Jaws). Also, I was not optimistic about his cooperation with this new regime - particularly the baths. Poodles are water dogs, but unfortunately, bathing doesn't seem to qualify.

Fortunately for our heroine and her curly-haired sidekick (that would be Baron, not the duck), a brief review of the situation brought to mind only one solution - weekly hypoallergenic baths at the groomer's. Unfortunately, Baron's brand new $$$$ groomer, who has only had the pleasant experience of grooming him once, raised her rates for bathing our dog after considering (briefly) the possibility of weekly contact with him. I know this had absolutely nothing to do with Baron's behavior, but I made a mental note to bring her his certificate of graduation from Puppy Dog Obedience Class. It states that he successfully completed the class and passed into Beginning Dog Obedience (where, unfortunately, well, never mind).

Thank goodness I did find a groomer willing to bathe him weekly and at a discount (she doesn't know him well). As terrific as this sounds, here is the scenario: Our heroine enters the shop with the aforementioned poodle. Baron warmly greets everyone by getting on his hind legs and leaning on the counter, scattering papers, receipts, etc. His bedraggled sidekick (that would be me, our heroine) is clutching a bag which contains the following:
1) Bottles of oat meal shampoo and conditioner
2) Bag of hypoallergenic duck and potato dog treats
3)Certificate of graduation from Puppy Class (with picture - he does look cute in class).
Baron spots a big bowl of - OH NO - ordinary, non-hypoallergenic dog treats. He goes for the treats, but our heroine (boy, am I busy) is ahead of him and quickly pries the offending wheat-infused treat from his mouth (because, if you recall, even one non-duck and potato treat means starting his 2 month diet all over again).

The good news - he smells good. The bad news - we are already almost out of conditioner, and the woman who groomed him requested 2 weeks off. I called the doggie dermatologist for alternative conditioners, as frequent visits to Chicago to pick up his grooming supplies are not in the cards. She conceded that if I'm desperate, I could use any good cream conditioner. As luck would have it, I just purchased a huge bottle of Deva conditioner for curly hair. This conditioner was developed by the woman who wrote the book about curly hair. Let's face it folks, Baron has curly hair (not unlike our exhausted heroine).

All for now. I will keep you posted on the success of our new routine. I am happy to announce that so far, Baron is in excellent spirits; unfortunately I can't say the same for our devoted heroine.

Botswain

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Doggie Dermatologist Part One

Hi All,

It has taken me awhile to write this because I am still traumatized by my visit to the "doggie dermatologist" aka the allergist. Baron and I drove into Chicago (I did the driving, he navigated) to see Dr. F, the dermatologist. She seems to be a lovely person, but we had nothing in common - you'll soon see why. By the way the I, too, am lovely, just not domestically inclined.

Baron was not allowed to eat anything for 8 hours prior to the visit, which was at 2 pm. Vance fed him at 6 am and then informed me we might have to cancel the appointment. It seems that Baron opened the kitchen drawer which contains the bread bin and helped himself to a bagel. I guess we need child locks (or is it lox?) on the drawers. Dr. F told me about one standard poodle that opened the oven and helped himself to an entire pan of macaroni and cheese. He didn't get burnt - just sick.

Unfortunately, we didn't let a little bagel stop us from meeting Dr. F for the first (and I wish last) time. I expected skin tests leading to allergy shots etc. Not yet. First we start with a new diet for Baron. I anticipated this as well, and was thinking of something wheat free. I had no idea as to what was in store for our happy homemaker (actually, that is not me).

As for Baron's new diet, I had a choice of rabbit and potato or duck and potato. This was a difficult decision because Baron could either catch a rabbit in our back yard, or, since he is a water dog, go to the nearest pond (or golf course) in search of ducks! I selected the duck diet. Dr. F then informed me that he must eat only duck and potato for the next 2 months, and if he should happen to eat anything other than duck and potato, we have to start the diet over. I feel we should have this figured out by the time he is 10!

I asked about treats for Baron. Dr. F, who does not know about my culinary expertise (or lack thereof) actually suggested that I cook a duck for him!!! Does one cook duck or do they broil, grill. or perhaps bake? I am not allowed to make him Special Mommy Eggs. She suggested a particular grocery store on Waukegan and Glenview Road that always carries duck. Dr. F must have noticed the look of horror on my face, because she came up with another option. I could go to Target and for $25 purchase a food dehydrator! I don't even know what a food hydrator is let alone a dehydrator. I could then dehydrate the duck to make lovely wholesome treats for a certain Baron who is beginning to get on my nerves! The only good news is that duck and potato dog food can be ordered by our vet. I don't have to catch and grill the duck or drive to Chicago to pick it up. Nonetheless, this lovely doggie dermatologist will probably insist that Baron eat nothing but fresh duck.

I am visualizing myself in the kitchen with Baron by my side. The duck is happily quacking away, unaware that he has an uncertain future. I find myself panicking - what do ducks eat? Do I have to cook for him (or her)? I almost hope they snack on Barons. Maybe my friend, Debbie, who owns Carlos and Cafe Central won't mind catering.

Sigh - this doesn't bode well.
Botswain

PS
This is only Part One of my trauma at the doggie allergist's - stay tuned for part two.

Friday, May 1, 2009

Home on the Range - Human Style

Hi,

I just located this winter e-mail, and, while it says much more about me than my canine buddy (that would be Baron), it definitely belongs in the Poodle Place collection. You will really appreciate this entry after you hear about our visit with our brand new "doggie dermatologist".

Maybe I should have entitled this "Home on the Range - Randee Style". Let's face it dear, talented cooks - I am not one of you!

Yesterday I was having four women over to play bridge. I know, you're thinking that math is obviously not a specialty either, but we had 5 people and rotated in and out. Anyway, enough about bridge.

The entire day became rather hectic.

1) I had to mail back my cell phone (under warranty but a huge rip off situation - I hate machinery of all types, I'll tell you my computer woes later).

2) Beauty Parlor appt at 10:15. Not finished until noon (major overhaul)

3)Wanted to take Baron to newly discovered dog park which is a life saver because he can run and jump on other canines and not me.

4) Guests arrive promptly at 1:30 for bridge.

I arrived at the mail box place bright and early only to discover they don't open until 10 am. Baron and I headed to the dog park for a fun 45 minutes of running into the wind. Made it to beauty parlor on time. Mailed malfunctioning cell phone (thank heavens), and headed back to the dog park so Baron could again run around the park and not my house. My plan was that a tired dog would make a good impression. Unfortunately despite hours of $$$$$$$ dog obedience, there are a few unfortunate glitches in Baron's repertoire. While he comes very nicely at home, when he is busy with his canine friends and/or new acquaintances, he is not in the mood to listen to my pleas. It was freezing cold (something you Californians wouldn't be into) and my hand was practically frostbitten from cleaning up the hooligan's mess. Baron ran around with the puli (very cute), the vizula and an assortment of others. I called in my nicest voice. He ran straight toward me, gazed lovingly at me, and then continued on his way. This unfortunate glitch in dog obedience continued for several long frozen minutes, until my fellow dog owners took pity on me and tried to help. With the help of three people (and, I might add, no canines), we finally caught the runaway poodle. By this time I was absolutely frozen (did I mention the wind chill?) and, I must admit, rather grumpy. I was thinking of the joys of bichon ownership.

I know, you are still wondering where the range (as in cooking, not the deer and antelope part) comes in. I guess if we think of the dog park as a range, it is a double entendre. I arrived home at 1pm with only a half hour until my guests were to arrive. It occurred to me (a little late) that I didn't have the bridge stuff out (cards etc), the table set for bridge, the food out (you have to feed bridge players, though I have no idea why), and I had forgotten to eat lunch and I absolutely never miss a meal. I began to hurriedly make coffee, tea, put out food (beautifully placed on the plate Friday afternoon - not be me - I am domestically challenged), eat lunch, set the table etc. etc. etc. It is the part about the tea that brings us to our heroine's (that would be me) demise. I decided to put more water in the tea pot and by mistake the bottom of the already-warmed-up pot touched my partially frost-bitten (from the afore mentioned foray into the dog park) hand.

So dear cooks here is my big question: What do you put on a burn?

Anyway, the good news is that in my panic to get everything ready, I forgot about the burn and was able to have everything in place and pretend to be relaxed when my guests arrived. I remembered the burn this morning when I was in the shower and saw a brown mark on my hand. Word of warning: do not try to rub away a burn, it doesn't work.

Well, that's it. I guess I don't need my faithful sidekick (that would be Baron) to do myself in. Oh yes, Baron greeted my guests warmly - he barked growled, etc. Fortunately, "etc." does not include biting and snapping as his predecessor did. After 10 minutes he was comfortable with our guests. In fact he was so comfortable that he tried to get into the lap of the only non-dog-lover of the group. He did go from person to person trying to engage someone - anyone - in play. I had his leash on, and was reminded by an experienced dog-owner guest (you should see her poodle)that I should be doing an on-leash sit with Baron. I am happy to announce that it worked! I sat beautifully!!! After one hour he settled down, decided that bridge is not his game, and took a nap.

Enough about my day, I'm off to the dog park again - I hope I remember to bring Baron.

Botswain

February 22, 2009








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Thursday, April 30, 2009

Poodle Place: Crocker or Crockett - You Decide

Hi All,
One reader recently commented on how well trained Baron must be, because she had not received a Poodle Place e-mail in quite a while. The answer is very simple - I am too tired to write! Of course Vance wishes I was also too tired to talk.

Unfortunately for our heroine (that would be me, in case you forgot), Baron's training is going so well that his personal trainer is guaranteed a lifetime annuity. We are even augmenting his training with agility work, in an effort to redirect his boundless energy. It is not effective.

Here is the update: along with dog training, Baron is continuing with his interest in cooking. Most recently, while I was out, Vance left Baron alone in the kitchen with a sealed container of spicy tomato sauce and mussels (in the shells). When our heroine entered the kitchen, she found an ecstatic puppy (that would be Baron) with tomato sauce on his head, on the counter, floor etc. etc. In addition, there were also remnants of mussel shells scattered about. I was able to remove the sauce from his head, but I am not too fond of the lingering scent. Upon hearing this sad tail, one friend commented that I am lucky he didn't decide to heat up the tomato sauce!

So, dear readers, you get to decide who Baron emulates - Betty Crocker or Davy Crockett?

There is more exciting news from Poodle Place (depending on your definition of excitement), but I have to run. Baron has an appointment with the doggie dermatologist (aka allergist)and we have to get dressed. Baron has already proven that he is fond of the color red, but we will forego the tomato sauce hat.
Botswain

PS
If anyone has recipes to share with the pungent poodle, please send them to me first so that I can scan the ingredients for allergens.

April 28, 2009

Home on the Range at Poodle Place

Hi All,
I am now home after a relaxing vacation in San Diego. It is but a distant memory. The big news is that while I was away eating at lovely restaurants (the definition of "lovely" is anything not cooked by me), Baron was busy at home - in the kitchen!

Earlier it was suggested to me since I spent so much time in the kitchen tending to a very sick dog that perhaps I should try cooking. The good news is I don't have to do so, because Baron has taken an interest in cooking (not to mention eating).

Yes, fellow poodle lovers, it is true - Baron is learning to cook!!! At first I thought he meant it as a surprise for me upon my return home - perhaps to thank me for all I went through when he was so ill; now I think he had a more devious motive.

Here is the scoop: Stephanie (beloved dog sitter) briefly left the kitchen and returned to find that Baron had managed to turn on the gas range. This really upsets me, not due to the obvious danger, but because I think he might be trying to duplicate my famous recipe for "Special Mommy Eggs"! For those who are unfamiliar with this, my kids thought "Special Mommy Eggs" were a delicacy until they reached the age of 18 and went off to college. Fortunately, the recipe can be adapted to "Special Wifey Eggs". Vance really enjoys them - he is just happy to receive a "home cooked" meal. I am sure Baron was trying to steal my recipe because when Stephanie returned to the kitchen, her reading glasses were broken. Baron may be smart, but he is not smart enough to know that "Special Mommy Eggs" doesn't require a recipe. It is a very creative dish, which is different each time I make it (thankfully, not often).

I know, you are probably thinking of the mess Baron made. You have nothing to worry about, because unlike most men, Baron tried to clean up after himself. He actually managed to turn on the garbage disposal. While he had very good intentions, the motor burned out, hence the disposal had to be replaced.

Well, that is the latest. So nice to be back home on the range! I know Baron joins me in wishing everyone a healthy, happy new year, filled with fun and laughter. I have to run now, as Baron's trainer will arrive soon. Actually, I am thinking of eliminating the trainer and giving him cooking lessons instead!

Love,
Botswain

January 9, 2009

Post Traumatic Stress Disorder

Hello All,
Thank you all for your best wishes and concern for Baron's health. I am pleased to give you an update:

Baron returned home from the vet yesterday after an expensive week. Prior to being admitted, he attended the day spa at the Animal Hospital, receiving a honey wrap and hydrotherapy. However, after a painful (and this is not funny) weekend, with Baron howling in pain, he had emergency surgery last Monday, and stayed at the Animal Hospital for an entire week, which was not an inexpensive proposition. He returned home yesterday on tranquilizers, to ensure that: 1) he doesn't get too excited 2) he doesn't lick the incision necessitating another week or more at the Animal Spa.

I greeted Baron at the vet's expecting a subdued and tranquilized dog. He was tranquilized, but subdued? I don't think so. He greeted me warmly by jumping enthusiastically (with his 2 medical collars on). I said, "I thought he was tranquilized." The vet tech said, "He's just so happy to see you." He was also equally happy to see my patients, the landscaper, etc.

We were told to continue tranquilizing him until after his check-up on Thursday. While I had been blissfully thinking that a tranquil Baron might be something to consider long term, it's not what I expected. Here is a synopsis of Baron on tranquilizers:

1) Mad dash to the dog run (heaven forbid he should be let loose in the yard and re-injure himself) with a hope of running past the dog run (no way - too $$$$$ already). Pouncing enthusiastically on the snow, and barking while standing on hind legs to illustrate his point - GET ME OUT OF HERE!!!
2) Carefully extricating a squash from the counter and eating half of it. He sent his regards to the chef.
3) Escaping to the living room, his favorite site of mischief - no he couldn't chew on the intricately carved elephant tusk that belonged to my mother-in-law, Betty, he already did that. He did manage to knock over a picture frame and an antique snuff bottle that belonged to Betty (aha - could there be a connection?).
4) He accompanied me to the pet store because I heard about a new "Cone" to keep him from licking his incision. He managed to charge into the store, growl at a man who laughed at him (in his current fashion accessory - a plastic cone), and tried to grab a few treats along the way.

Worst of all, he has Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome! He was so traumatized by his medical situation, that he no longer remembers how to sit, stay, etc. We have had (up until now) 4 dog trainers (but who is counting) and he forgot everything!!! I am afraid to send him to overnight boot camp, because, in his weakened condition, he might become ill, or, even worse, jump on the trainer or a Chihuahua, and incur a law suit in addition to his other expenses.

Well, there you have it. Baron is back home - for better or worse. As for me - I am not, shall we say, as perturbed at his behavior as I usually am.

If anyone has any suggestions re: training of a poodle with Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome, let me know.
Love,
Botswain

December 2, 2009

Some things just aren't funny

Hi All,
This has been quite the week, and it's only Monday. For once, humor eludes me. Can nothing be easy with Baron? I think this dog is on a "self-destruct" mission after his neutering. Baron, despite 6 visits to the vet last week (but who's counting?), was in terrible pain, even with painkillers etc. I brought him to our vet this morning, whose staff thankfully took him in 1/2 hour before their "official" opening time. He cried in pain during the entire drive to the office. Dr. Luke performed surgery this morning to remove the necrotic tissue, and inflammation, but some of the original inflammation remains. Please keep your fingers crossed that this works, as I know it was our best option.

I was up with Baron so many times in the last 2 nights that I forgot he is a poodle and not a child. I am in no rush to have him home, although I really miss him (even the jumping - don't quote me), because I want to make sure he heals. He managed to bypass 2 post-surgical collars and diapers (don't ask) to hurt himself (not intentionally).

Last week I actually slept in the kitchen one night, and it wasn't because I fell asleep cooking. I am seriously considering installing heated floors in the kitchen along with a Murphy bed (OK - a little humor). I'll keep you posted on his recovery, and so far so good. It was pointed out to me that I am now spending so much time in the kitchen, I might as well cook - nah, I don't think so.
Botswain

November 25, 2008

Poodle Place in Shambles

Hi All,
You haven't heard from me in awhile because I've been overwhelmed. Why am I overwhelmed, you might ask? I'll be happy to tell you.

In the past week, Baron (aka Jaws) has been very busy, and has forgotten that he is not an actual little boy, but a dog, and a rather large dog. Here is what he has accomplished.

1) He knocked over (and broke) the jade sculpture which had been my mother-in-law's. To be fair, I already knocked it over and had just brought it home - repaired. Back to the Jeweled Elephant! Actually, they rather enjoyed the Baron stories I regaled them with when I was having my necklace (also damaged by you know who) repaired along with the sculpture.

2) I know this was an honest mistake which could happen to anyone (or any dog), but Baron mistook the beautifully hand carved ivory elephant tusk, which also belonged to my mother-in-law, for his bone. Fortunately Vance noticed this mistake, and it, too, goes to the Jeweled Elephant for repair. I think I will keep them on a retainer.

3) In his enthusiasm to eat his dog treats he knocked over his ceramic "cookie" jar, breaking it. Fortunately, this was not worth repairing, particularly because he does not deserve any treats. By the way, I was not home when he tried to help himself, and I know "boys will be boys".

4) He knocked over my favorite Noah's Ark cookie jar (human treats) given to me by my parents. Fortunately, this did not break, although I think there may be only one poodle on the arc!

5) I took Baron to the Farmer's Market (an obvious mistake). He does like other dogs, but doesn't realize how big he is and tends to threaten smaller dogs. Today, however, he went up to a Newfoundland. For my non dog friends, a Newfoundland is a very large dog that resembles a brown bear. The owner said he is very friendly. Baron playfully jumped at him and the Newfoundland growled. The owner said she never heard him growl before. I told her to stick around and she'll hear me growl!

5) I began to sound like - yes, my mother - and not in a good way. I recall all of the interrupted telephone conversations we had when Mom had Rocky, her beloved, huge and poorly trained until he was about 5 years old, German Shepherd. Here is how I sounded while on the phone with both my travel agent and the vet:

No, Baron (said sweetly).
BARON, NO!!! (Not said sweetly).
BARON, I'VE HAD IT!!! (Said in an unkind tone of voice).
BARON THAT IS IT!!! (Screamed in a shrill hysterical voice).

The vet had called to check on Baron's health after his recent ear infection etc., and instead heard about my emotional health (not good). He suggested neutering Baron immediately. I asked if he had to do it, or could I do it without using an anesthetic. Baron is 10 months old, and the breeder and another vet at the office both suggested waiting until Baron is 11 or 12 months old. Vance agrees with them - but more about that in another e-mail.

Let's look at the bright side - I should sleep well tonight - if Baron will leave room for me on the bed!

Botswain

September 10, 2008






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Baron - coming to a bar near you

Here is the newest update from Poodle Place. An emergency visit to the vet today determined that Baron is drunk! I kid you not, Baron is drunk. I can't tell you how difficult this has been for all of us, here at Poodle Place.

Baron ate 1/2 a loaf of whole wheat bread yesterday (no, I didn't offer it to him as Snow White's Wicked Stepmother might have - tempting though it may be). The bread was placed well out of his range, but, not well enough. Today, Baron appeared clumsier than usual and had an upset stomach (I will spare you the details). I took him to the vet, and it turns out that the bread he pilfered yesterday fermented in his stomach causing a range of problems, comparable to drinking beer. I have the only drunk poodle on the North Shore, and he didn't even drink!

In addition to his trainer and groomer, he may need a visit to Alcoholics Anonymous. Stay tuned for details. While having a puppy can be a challenge, I didn't expect him to be this much of a challenge!

Botswain
August 22, 2008

Baron - coming to a bank near you

Hi All,

It has been awhile since I filled you in on Baron's growth and development. We had a health issue, but he is doing well right now, so keep your fingers crossed. Unfortunately, we couldn't work on training Baron, and boy are we are paying for that now.

My husband is nuts about this dog; he thinks whatever Baron does is just wonderful. A couple of weeks ago, I found Baron on our kitchen table. Papers were scattered everywhere. Baron was rather proud of his accomplishment, and gave me his best poodle smile (yes, they do smile - and seem to have my sense of humor). When I screamed for Vance, his response was, well, typical. "Isn't he smart? How did he ever get up there? He is afraid to get in the car by himself, but he figured out how to get on the kitchen table! What a dog!" When I pointed out the mess in the kitchen, the response I got was "Oh, it's just paper." Where was he when our kids were growing up?

Here is the really good news! I took Baron to the bank with me today, and they offered him a job as a paper shredder! They feel that Baron is more thorough than the mechanical ones, and has a better personality!

All for now, Baron's personal trainer is due to arrive, and she has her work cut out (literally) for her.

Botswain

Lord Byron, Farewell

LORD BYRON, FAREWELL
1996-2008

Farewell Byron, our wonderful whimsical "big black boy",
for eleven years you've blessed our lives with unbounded love and joy.
We can still see you romping in the back yard,
part long-legged colt, part wise old bard.

Summer flowers dressed in winter's snow,
we'll tread gently and let you go.
Your paw prints remain, they have no end,
you live in our hearts, dear unselfish friend.

So rest for awhile, and when you must,
resume your playful lively thrust
into the heavens and beyond the sun
where we'll meet again, when day is done.

April 2, 2008

I'm Still Here

Hi All,
This is a momentous occasion in all of your lives - I mean how many blogs have you read that were written Lord Byron (canine version)? Due to the importance of the occasion, I am allowed to use the computer. It's the first time in 11 years; Randee was holding a grudge because I once ate the telephone (very hard on the teeth, I don't recommend them). I could give her quite a list of what that little poodle-imposter has eaten - I mean, shoes - think of the germs!

Today got off to an alarming start. I was brought to Dr. Luke, our vet, for an assessment as to whether I should be "put down." By the way, no one has to put me down, I know my commands! Dr. Luke, while admiring my lovely disposition and royal carriage, basically told Randee there's life in me yet, even though I lay around a lot. I'm an old dude, I'm entitled.

Hence, I am canceling my funeral plans, including the jazz band, who were in the midst of rehearsing When the Saints Go Marching In. Beth, the hot fudge sundaes will have to wait for another time.

Love,
Lord Byron (Byron to my friends and fans)

PS
I reminded Dr. Luke (through emphatic barking) that I was given a 3 year Rabies shot; I want to get my money's worth!

Maarch 14, 2008

Poodle Puppy Available

Poodle puppy available. Approximately 3 1/2 months old. Already knows how to sit, stay, lie down, and come. Just needs to learn commands.

March 6, 2008

Poodle Pandemonium

Hi All,
Greetings from Poodle Pandemonium.

When we last left our valiant, though sleep-deprived heroine (who happens to be me), she was on her way to buy 2 identical toys for her curly-haired bickering boys (and a book on raising a puppy for the non-canine male of the family). As predicted, the identical toys were highly unsuccessful as a means of "curing" sibling rivalry. Unfortunately the concept of identical toys is beyond the brain of the above-average and quite handsome poodle. Byron wants both toys, and doesn't care if he is currently mouthing a toy identical to the one Baron is playing with. He shows his displeasure by attacking not the toy, but the puppy playing with it. This makes for a less relaxing day for our beloved heroine (who happens to be me, in case you forgot).

Byron is getting a bit cranky and is insuring that Baron knows his place. I have come to rely on my big tattletale as an assistant in puppy training. In fact, Byron is far superior to the above mentioned non-canine male. Byron hasn't even read the book on puppy training written by the Monks of New Skete - although neither has Vance; I have generously shared information, particularly as it relates to telling a puppy it is time to go out rather than asking his opinion on the matter. Yesterday Byron was continually barking; when I went to check on this, I found Baron chewing shoes - and they weren't his!

Well friends, that is the latest from the home front, with one exception. Sadly, Byron's health is continuing it's downward flight. Amazingly, he is not going "softly into that good night". He is continuing his valiant efforts to torment Baron, and to remain my beloved best canine friend for as long as possible.

All for now.
Botswain

March 1, 2008





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Lessons Learned

Hi All,
We can all learn a lot from "person's best friend" - not just about our dogs but about our fellow humans. Today's lessons:

1) Men (especially Vance) could not handle babies (or puppies) if the human and/or canine race was in danger of imminent eradication. Here is the scenario:
After awakening at 6:15 Sunday morning to let an adorable puppy with a very small bladder and his big brother with an admirable bladder, outside, I made their breakfasts. Baron gets puppy food and Byron gets chicken and rice - home made - not by me, thankfully. I was absolutely exhausted, put Baron in his crate and went back to bed.

Vance awoke at the leisurely hour of 9 am. He said he would get Baron and I told him to let both dogs out. I took a shower, make-up - you know the drill. I came downstairs smelling like a non-canine, and feeling quite refreshed. I asked if Baron was "successful" outside, and was informed he "didn't want to go out." Funny, I don't recall that one asks a puppy if he wants to go out, because there are so many places he does want to go! Grudgingly, I took Baron out, and was surprised he didn't do more. Of course it all became apparent when I realized that Vance had neglected to close the door to the upstairs family room (where the large crate is) and Baron had no need to go outside!

Lesson learned - Husbands are almost as smart as puppies.

2) Sibling rivalry is very annoying, especially when the older one has a very deep and loud bark. As soon as I am finished with this e-mail I am going to the pet store to buy 2 identical toys. Whatever Baron plays with Byron wants, and if Baron takes the discarded toy, Byron wants that too. I did not know that having 2 dogs is like raising two quibbling siblings, except when they both gang up on the "parent", who, by the way, does not deserve it! Also, the older canine is quite the "tattletale" - I just wish he'd bark before Baron has an accident in the house.

Lesson learned - Sibling Rivalry is unrelated to age or species

All for now. I know you are all envious of the numerous opportunities I have to make the 50 yard dash to the door and the dog run, not to mention the "stabilization" exercises on the ice.

Oh yes, if anyone would like the name of Baron's breeder, I'd be delighted to share it.

Love from the Poodle Place,
Botswain and friends

February 24, 2008











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Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Going to the Dogs

Here's the update for those who are wondering how things are going with the "pooches", or should I say "poodles"?

Yesterday was Baron's "well baby" check-up. I put him in the carrier in the car, and Byron jumped in the car. I didn't have the heart to leave him as it's hard for him to get in the car. Anyway, there I am at the vet's, and one dog, Byron, didn't have a collar on, although he did have a leash (worthless without a collar - for the non-dog connoisseur); the other dog, who shall remain nameless, vomited the entire way there. You can imagine the entrance we made.

Anyway, the vet kindly gave Baron a pill for motion-sickness (some new doggie drug); I don't think it had time to work, because I put Baron next to Byron on the back seat and he continued to vomit. Byron looked really disgusted, and I wasn't particularly enthralled with the "little guy" myself.

The vet recommended that I take both dogs to the groomer to have their ears plucked and the fur around their eyes trimmed. Since I already had Byron in the car (no easy feat), we went straight to the groomer's. I think they really like to make money off their clients, because the groomer actually recommended that Baron have a bath! :) I must agree, Baron smelled a heck of a lot better after the bath, and fortunately, he had nothing left to vomit. He resorted to severe drooling - which is rather unique, because, unlike bulldogs, poodles don't usually drool.

The entire ordeal took several hours, and you can use your imaginations as to how lovely I looked when I greeted my 1st patient, who, fortunately, was a little boy. My gray wool pants looked, well, never mind.

This must count as exercise because Byron, Baron and I all slept really well last night.

Love from our home to yours,
Botswain and the "boys"

PS
On a happy note, the vet couldn't believe how good Byron looked. He said that considering the grim diagnosis and prognosis, he looks amazingly perky. He did a blood test and still stands by the original diagnosis, but said his white blood cells and platelets are good, unfortunately the red blood cell count was extremely low. The vet said if Byron is still alive in a month he will consider treatment. Right now all we are doing is giving him steroids (and he's not even on a sports team).

February 20, 2008






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Bragging Rights

I am updating my blog beginning with the arrival of Baron - a standard poodle puppy. He turned out to be great company for Byron, our standard poodle who had acute leukemia. Here is the beginning....

Hi All!
I am happy to announce that I am now surrounded by three handsome men - two of them have my curly hair (the third one is Vance).

Yes, Byron is thrilled (or less than) to announce that he is a big brother. Baron, a ten week old black standard poodle, arrived from Canada via stork last night. While Byron is not exactly thrilled, it has certainly increased his activity level. He has promised to assist with the training and to sample all of Baron's food to insure it isn't poisoned. The same applies to any toys that could possibly be Baron's.

It is a long and complicated story, but so far, we are all doing well, although slightly exhausted (especially me). I'll keep you posted on developments as they occur.

Love to all,
Botswain

January 31, 2008

Friday, January 16, 2009

Bedtime for Bonzo - oops Baron

Hi All,
Bedtime has become quite the issue here at Poodle Place. Well, bedtime itself is not the problem, as in going to bed - going to sleep is not even the problem. The problem is staying asleep when a 65 pound standard poodle is hogging my side of the bed!!! He starts out in the middle, with his head on the extra pillow. It looks promising - a good night sleep for all (especially me). Pretty soon, things deteriorate. Baron migrates to my side of the bed, and stays there. I am usually lucky to have his head and not his tail. I try to shove him over to my husband's side - doesn't work. I lift him up by his collar and gently move him over. This works - for about 3 seconds. Before I know it Baron is back - head on my pillow. Sometimes he is generous and lifts his head to allow me a tiny corner of the pillow.

I know what you're thinking. Doesn't this dog have a crate? Nope - he did, but my husband, Vance, used it to make a go-cart for the dog to race around in! (just kidding) Actually, Vance doesn't want the dog to be confined to a crate. I'd like to confine him to Vance's side of the bed!

Enough for now. I'm going to take a nap.
Botswain

Sunday, January 11, 2009

The Beginning

Hi All!
This is exciting, as it is my first post on my new Poodle Place Blog. I'm just trying this out to see how it works, and given my difficulties with anything technical, this should be quite a challenge. Baron recently got hold of my keyboard, perhaps I should as his help?

Well, that's it for right now. Wish me luck!
Boatswain