Tuesday, April 27, 2010
It is also that time of year. Time to turn on the pool solar and expect Tazz to go for a dip now and then. Time for him to get hot and not want to do any agility. Time for Vici to get out her shears and pretend she knows what she is doing and shave the turd (I say that with love in my heart). Today was day one of spa day. The shears came out, the bath was taken, and the first phase of "get rid of a bunch of hair" is complete.
This also means that I have stiff little hairs stuck in my clothing that will poke me for months!
Although most experts agree that the long sheltie hair should keep a sheltie cool as well as warm, Tazz just doesn't agree. In addition, when swimming, his hair is an added weight that just isn't fair to him nor our pool filter...so off with his fur!
It takes me a number of sessions to "get it right." I will say that this first one is better than most. New shears have helped greatly. Who would have thought.
I was building a fence at a park. Had driven there with 3 other girls. My agility friends were building the fence, I knew pretty much everyone although I will tell you some people there I don't know in real life. It was an iron fence, but we seemed to be installing it like cyclone fencing (putting the posts in then stretching it out along the posts...but when finished, it was an iron fence with sharp arrow tops). In the center of the park there was a lake with some ducks.
After work for the day was done, there was some sort of "border crossing" that we had to cross to get to the house where we were staying (like going from state to state). It was my best friends mothers house (but I've never seen my best friends mothers house so it was a made up house). We could see the border from the front porch and the park with the fence beyond that.
Day two of fence building, it is late at night and I get close to the lake at the park and I realize that I can turn into a Killer whale (I know, I know). My friend comes and tells me it is time to go and we walk up the hill, cross the border and start to organize our stuff to get in the car to drive home. As we are laying out our stuff, I say we need to hurry cause the bad thing will get us.
We all start to run around bringing our stuff out of the house and lining up our things on the ground outside the car. I continue to get distressed that we are not moving fast enough and tell my friends we have to hurry "it" is coming.
Then all of a sudden stuff starts flying, people start screaming, things start crashing (very horror movie like) and here comes this guy around the corner and he is coming for us.
I'm thinking, "If only there was water I could change into a Killer Whale!" Then I woke up.
Perhaps I should not read Sci-Fi before going to bed.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
It's been 15 days since we received the iliopsoas strain diagnosis. We are surviving. Days actually seem busier, even though we are not doing agility. Structure is the word of the day.
One of the areas I've been working on (even before she was hurt) is trimming nails. She is a sensitive one and nail trimming has not been my forte'.
No more! Now we are getting better with patience and training, Fin is getting her nails trimmed up nicely. You can see from the video we still have a long way to go.
- When we first started, all I could do was hold her paw.
- Then I would hold her paw and pick up the nail trimmer but not touch her with it.
- Then I would touch her with it, but not trim a nail.
- Finally I did one nail, barely taking anything at all.
Always I say, "yes" and give reward for "not pulling back." If I get any relaxation, she gets a jackpot. I love the "look away". It reminds me of when I go in and have blood drawn, I sit there quietly and look at the wall.
Each session I always start at the beginning, just holding her paw, gradually increasing my criteria on the same foot until I trim one nail. It can take a while, but I figure I have all the time in the world.
Here's a bonus video of Rocky. Just a fun training session of him picking up a dumb bell.
Monday, April 19, 2010
Saturday, April 10, 2010
The good news is that although initially the injury presented as a knee issue, it is not the knee and with lots of rest and a planned rehab, she'll be back at it. The bad news is this takes a long time (like 6-12 weeks of long time) and can reoccur.
There are few resources out there that talk about iliopsaos strain:
I've pulled her from all upcoming trials. At this point she can only walk on leash. The good news is that Dr. Sams has said that walking up to 2 miles slowly is ok. Some dogs can't walk at all so catching it when we did is a good thing.
I'll work with a PT professional to put a plan in place and hopefully when we next see Dr. Sams he will give the ok to start back at agility.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Monday, April 5, 2010
Friday, April 2, 2010
Thursday, April 1, 2010
For the blog I went in and randomly grabbed some photos.
Fin, obviously hating the experience of dress up.