ARCHX Siren's Eleusinian Mystery CD CD-H RA RL3 RLV RL2X RL1X CGC TT
AKA Luce. Eeevil Red Dog. Old lady. Heart dog.
Orion Never Seen Blue RA RL1 CL1-R CL1-F FMX
AKA Steve. Lifesaver. Flyball ninja. Mud magnet. Official Hiking Buddy. Rock.
Orion Go For Launch
FDCh-G AKA Bean. Mission Specialist. Herdy dog. Yappy McSnappy.
Hambone. Squirrel dog. Flyball hopeful.
Gone but never forgotten:
Siren's Shiitake Happens AKA Mushroom. AKA ShroomD. The fungus among us. Grandma-lover. Bed-hogger. Official Zombie Protection Dog.
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I Am Number Four by Pittacus Lore
Tag Archives: Hambone
I can’t believe it’s been a year. My last post previous to the one about Luce’s passing was for Bean’s second birthday. How time flies! I don’t know if I’m back for sure, but writing here feels right, and I’m … Continue reading
New kid doesn’t get it yet.
I have nothing but the highest respect for military working dogs and their handlers. And I love that they have progressed largely to reward-based training, at least with detection dogs. Hambone, however, finds this all quite boring. I’m soon going … Continue reading
Ham and I are taking a flyball class to get him up and running. He is different for me to train– he is DEFINITELY not a Border Collie. He doesn’t automagically laserfocus on a tug once he starts heading toward … Continue reading
We are working on trying to fix Steve’s striding in flyball. He jumps too early before the startline and he leaps at the box from too far away, which causes his whole body to collapse onto the box. Which isn’t … Continue reading
Yay Hammy! I’m really proud of the progress he’s making. He was afraid of the hit-it board at first, even when it was flat on the ground. And then whenever he got his ball, he’d take it and run around … Continue reading
I can’t believe I haven’t written here since August. Well, I can. My absolutely craptastic year has continued to be craptastic. Three psych hospitalizations in one year. I should get a medal or something. We play the this med, that … Continue reading