Breeders? Do me a favor...

I understand you have a job to do, a business to run, and your main business is to produce puppies for the general public. Fine, I get that. I'm not saying I LIKE it, but I understand. I am gracious when you call to dump a retired breeding momma on my rescue, and I always help you out when you ask. We appreciate any donations you may have given rescue when you surrendered that dog, and it was very kind you even signed over the dog's pedigree papers. I don't all that much care, but perhaps her adopter will like to know her background or at least her birthday to celebrate. That's a nice thing. But can you feel me stewing? Of course, you can...

So we get their vet work done, and we thank God, this one (like some before her) doesn't have heartworm! It's hard on the mommas, they are older, the surgery is fairly invasive for them, and sometimes I even have their teeth cleaned, which the breeder would never do. To a breeder, this dog is merely a puppy making machine. And a money making machine. They generally do the bare minimum with regards to vet work for their mommas. But worse yet...

Is getting them socialized. These dogs are afraid of people, afraid of heavy handed handling, they have no idea what a treat is, or a squeeky toy, or a TV, or a mirror, or stairs, or leashes; shall I go on? No fast approaches for these dogs, or you might get bit. Not all of them, but some are so afraid, they have no other choice, but to reach out and bite you. Or other dogs too! See, they are probably kept in their own kennels for their entire breeding life. They get used to perhaps the owner, and their handler (kennel keeper), and nothing else. It's pretty pathetic in my opinion. Oh we learn to go slow with them, and there's always potty training involved. But socializing them at an older age, is always hard. And I always wonder what sort of home will be the best for a dog with little socialization? In general it's a quieter home, similar to their lives in kennels. Too much kid activity will throw them into overload. Too many men (some hate men in hats!) reaching quickly towards the dog, might trip their trigger, somewhat like the heavy handling they experienced in the past, and then the protectiveness they have learned to carry, comes out, when you get bit!

Some come with sores on their body from living a life on concrete, with chemical burns from the cleaning solutions. All require clean up of some sort. Our volunteers put alot of time and love into their charges in order to socialize them so they CAN be adopted into your home. We can't help but develop a very tight bond with these mommas. Our hearts are heavy for the lives they had to live being continually bred, then have their puppies be removed from them and start all over again. We try to make it all better for them. And in most cases, we can. It's hard to say good-bye to those mommas.

And there are some breeders you should NEVER, EVER TRUST! I mean, who in their right mind thought it would be "cute" to breed this poor dog with such a lousy underbite; who wants to adopt something like that? So, breeders? Do me a favor...just quit please. Make my life easier, cut down the dog population; and we might just get lucky enough to place the ones we do have to save!

If you are going to breed, please treat your mommas like queens, because every minute of their lives is a gift to you. That momma is your bread and butter. She deserves better.

Road trip with dogs

Preparing for a road trip is enough work, let alone making space in a minivan for dogs too! But I'm here to tell you it CAN BE DONE! So with the van seriously needing a new alternator as well, adding one battery charger and extension cord to the list of things to pack... we got loaded up. I have an old sleeper sofa mattress that goes on the floor of my van, and this year picked up a bunch of dollar store windshield sun deflector things (roll of duct tape, you are all good!), and they worked nice!

Turns out a little like this! That's my mom inside with Miracle...they like to cuddle in the AM. The dogs have to be on stake-out lines, cuz we camp at my sister's house and it's not fenced, and it's on a busy main street, I also brought a big, wire crate to stuff the dogs in while I was there, incase it got too hot for them to be in the van while we walked to the festival in town...and it did...seriously hot! I do have a small (plug in the power outlet/battery) fan, which helped alot... And of course, first day, during set up Miracle walked out of her harness, and luckily went right to the open van door to lay down. She scratched her way out of her pinch prong collar the next morning, while I ran to the bathroom, lucky cousin Tori was there to grab her. James completely gave me the 'slip' parade day, when they needed to be in the crate, and he didn't wanna, so he shook free of my hand and took off headed for Minneapolis! And if you know pointers, field pointers run BIG. I commanded him to HERE, he never looked back...asshole... so I grabbed my whistle, and gave everyone heads up Jim was on the run... two toots once....two toots twice (running to front by the highway), two toots THRICE and there he was, barrelling at me and my mom...so I gave him his hand signal towards the van, and he whipped right on by that, to...yes indeed, good ole cousin Tori again! We got him. I seriously thought I'd be digging a big hole to bury James in.

So we know we can't trust either one of them at this point. And it's hot outside. We hauled their crate into the garage, infront of the fan while we walked downtown for the parade, and by the time we got back they had shade back again by our van/camper area. I heard from Cocoa Claire's adopter after the weekend and they were at Yogibear campgrounds in the Dells with their dog and left her tied up somewhere no more then 10 mins she said, and someone CUT Cocoa free? I don't buy that one really... #1 you don't leave your dog unattended. Do you leave your kids unattended? YES, it's a huge amount of responsibility...but it's something we sign on for when we adopt a dog, if we care any about their safety. I was right there during two of the escape attempts for my own dogs, and you act immediately, you get your dog back! But always have a back up plan! Mine is training my dogs with commands. Repeat, repeat...had I had the ecollar on Jim, he would have not given me the slip period. But I never thought he'd pull that one on me. Then again, we were in prime squirrel hunting territory, and actually in Jim's own backyard! He came from a shelter up that way... he IS a hunter, no big surprise he would have loved to just run and hunt till he dropped. He could have easily been killed by a car or semi the way he was headed. I whistle trained him early. Beats yelling at my dog in the field. Perhaps he even knew it from his past life? I don't know, but I use my whistle. And he knew what two toots meant. We have two very important commands: two toots is HERE. One long one is look at me for DIRECTION...and the dog follows your hand signal. He knew to do that. That was some AWESOME action Sunday when he did as my whistle asked him to. I don't know if Miracle would have done it. She is trained side by side with Jim...but she knows to be quiet and hide from her former life in Arkansas. That is what she wants to do in any situation. To find her would be a true needle in a haystack. She would be too afraid to even approach people. Cousin Tori got lucky...then again Miracle knows Tori. She just wanted back in that van is what I think.

A few years back, we actually marched WGSPR rescue dogs in this very festivals big, grand parade...the dogs about burnt their feet off, and it was HOT. I thought of doing it again this year, but no one else really wanted to, and now I'm glad we didn't. I poured gallons of water down my dogs and over them while the sun was out. We did go for a little walk early one morning before the heat got us, but the knats were out, killing us... it's truely not a big amount of fun camping with dogs, unless perhaps you have a more stable set up. You can't trust them unattended in tents, they just tear their way out, unless they are crated inside. I mainly worry about the heat index for them, if you are not camping near a lake.

We got to see my nephew in the parade, riding the back of the town's fire truck...how hot you suppose that giddup was?

Uncle John has a classy little T-bird convertable, he gave some queens a ride.

Our family takes up a large spot on the streets, in the sun!

And, there is plenty of craziness happening, it's one of those treasures troves of continual LAUGHING...I sincerely needed!

Miracle got to see her cousins, Kaitlyn and Jonny!

And the dogs slept the entire way home. And, infact are STILL sleeping today. The heat followed us home, so I won't allow them outside for long. All is well, it was a fun adventure. Learn from my mistakes, and prepare for your dog escapes now, before it's too late. The end...