tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81960459683291846182024-03-04T20:32:29.284-08:00Hylights FarmSmooth Collies, happenings on the little farm, my musings on dog showing and training.Hylightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14738332312226363364noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196045968329184618.post-25590818355789968402016-04-25T11:25:00.000-07:002016-10-10T09:41:00.086-07:00Cracker Jack<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOUq75Gnc-aiS-4gzohVyFOZBJEAvcuVp9tXO1D-npFbQpmvWYnC2bA2olQePaOgwfwyPboNeSTD-rUB1CHiuu2RIfLC0d_Ol-oOVNHTXvcKiNbaj6cDWwGkQknhCQhCv5CmuRQrLqOkEA/s640/blogger-image-1241871079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOUq75Gnc-aiS-4gzohVyFOZBJEAvcuVp9tXO1D-npFbQpmvWYnC2bA2olQePaOgwfwyPboNeSTD-rUB1CHiuu2RIfLC0d_Ol-oOVNHTXvcKiNbaj6cDWwGkQknhCQhCv5CmuRQrLqOkEA/s640/blogger-image-1241871079.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVD1yKOadUntPBy-5eQQM8D5TcQoT7erk8RrinqyHsw70705vxp_-4b0Suv_J7pfMLYAvo_DJ-mH6UVWBDBqgxO7u-C3pEO6nemE2WE6UcEs1jeQLt3mtytEH-5I4_UrllZNyl5IIGDEAP/s640/blogger-image--1230232135.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVD1yKOadUntPBy-5eQQM8D5TcQoT7erk8RrinqyHsw70705vxp_-4b0Suv_J7pfMLYAvo_DJ-mH6UVWBDBqgxO7u-C3pEO6nemE2WE6UcEs1jeQLt3mtytEH-5I4_UrllZNyl5IIGDEAP/s640/blogger-image--1230232135.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3-yfzy_newaNShywQvMVdIxRDzRlPR-4Ki2dTLPezbT7QCw9z8O30VhGbB1r_PbpJLu3oFQeIXs9vysQwpnKH0txFwnAMx1p-YjclmKZLTI15BYPD83ZP5a3yxCv3rvCPNbOEkgpo7IRk/s640/blogger-image--1788565743.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhcqS_-89GKZoGprPKkyX54ipj8fCiY4TaCjvo8ZFZB_N-nMHl7lHMwTJ9BGF9lr6jWBt1ijsg162mmVFzbvjPpJudSm7p4qkgz3c4oWIldpoy6G6lwr4vLOm3j4b_qluz9_tIElIl6QVz/s640/blogger-image--2103783150.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhcqS_-89GKZoGprPKkyX54ipj8fCiY4TaCjvo8ZFZB_N-nMHl7lHMwTJ9BGF9lr6jWBt1ijsg162mmVFzbvjPpJudSm7p4qkgz3c4oWIldpoy6G6lwr4vLOm3j4b_qluz9_tIElIl6QVz/s640/blogger-image--2103783150.jpg"></a></div></div><br></div><div><br></div>Twenty years ago I brought this little fellow into the world, I knew the mare I had leased was pregnant only 2 months earlier. What was I going to do with this little colt? Cracker Jack.<br>
He was orphaned at 6 -7 weeks old and I brought home a young standardbred filly who basically raised him. I sent her off for training and found her a home when he was about 8-9 months old, at which time Maverick came home, a sick, run down 9 yr old Standardbred stallion, but Cracker could chase him away from food even then, they spent the next 14 years together. Cracker Jack was always the winner at the food pile.<br>
After imprinting him at birth Cracker had basic Natural Horsemanship type training in ground manners, he learned being tied, trailer loading and standing for farrier.<br>
When he was 3 1/2 years old I took him to a colt starting clinic at Piper Ridge Farm, his education had begun! After that I boarded him for a month or more each year so he wouldn't become home bound. We also continued his training with Parelli weekends, for 2 years. I became unable to ride due to my knees and I didn't want his life to waste away without any form of enrichment, so when he was 12 or so I decided to try to lease him out, first to a trail rider and I checked up on him frequently. One day I saw a wound on his leg and pointed it out to the leasor, a couple days later I went to check on him and found he was very sick with pus running out of a swollen leg and he had a high fever and wasn't moving, the leasor had thrown him in a stall but not called a vet. I called a friend who had a truck and trailer and she helped me go get him, I stayed up all night soaking his leg in betadine and Epsom salts and had the vet out first thing in the morning. Cracker was lucky, he was so close to being permanently lame from the injury, but he recovered fully.<br>
I then leased him out to a dressage rider, she got him to shows where he proved a good student and ended up moving up a class at each show and pinning first or second too.<br>
Unfortunately they never formed a bond and a couple years later he developed Lyme and lameness, I went to her farm to give him doxy twice a day and saw some improvement but she refused to continue to treat him, he came home, Cracker took his Doxy quite well for 6 weeks and once again had a full recovery.<br>
The following spring I found , through the friend who helped me rescue him from his first failed lease, another lease, this was a young girl in 4-H , in a horsey family. Wow has it been almost 4 years! Cracker found a girl to love him, and though they had some work to do to become partners, she stuck with him and now I think they are enjoying the rewards.<br>
I really enjoy seeing the videos and pictures of them together, after so many years of raising , training and protecting him, when I couldn't ride, and wanting him to have a life with more enrichment, I'm glad he has someone who loves him and can enjoy riding and doing things with him. <br><br>
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The storms just keep rolling in during the coldest February ever, but on a cold still night the moon casts a glow over my little yellow house, far from the highway, tucked away like a good nights sleep.</div>
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I'm not fond of holding on to things, forever gone. <br />But God would you keep, this one thing for me?<br />A little yellow house, far from the highway,<br />Tucked away like a good nights sleep. <br />-Michael Martin Murphy<br /><br />
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I wonder when the trailer will make it out the driveway?<br />
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October found things on the farm needed changeing.<br />
One afternoon I realized Susie was dragging her hind legs, a visit from the Vet and a heavey course of worming and anti-inflamatories, pain med and vitamin injections and she slowly recovered from deer meningeal worm. <br />
After 4 years with Ella I realized she was just too much horse for me, I had so much time, money and emotional stress invested in getting her healthy and trained to drive but the realization I was never going to drive her because she was just too strong and powerful and I felt like I just couldn't keep up with her.<br />
I had been trying to find her a person of her own, and finally reached out to everyone i could think of for help. I realized the worst thing I ever did was to trade my precious pony for her, and that If I ever owned a horse again I was going back to miniatures, and needed to find healthy trained ones with the fewest number of owners previous to me, the total opposite of all I have done before. Everything with Ella ended very sadly and I learned yet again that I am not good at reading people.<br />
As we entered winter in late november I became acutely aware that I may not be a good goat farmer, I really didn't like keeping a buck. and after giving him a couple opportunities with Dolly and a couple weeks later both Dolly and Sue he turned really nasty and started ramming me knocking me down, later a fall at work and my knees were in so much pain I couldn't take it. He found another herd to join. Dolly appears to be pregnant, Susie I'm not sure. Dolly still causes an uproar at every feeding racing around ramming everybody and it's particularly hard on Dharma. Dharma and Dougie got sheared, I love their kid mohair quality fleece and I took it to be proccessed into yarn, I must learn to crochet as I want a scarf or shawl and hat from it. <br />
With Ella re-homed I really did miss having a horse, and brought home an adorable little Palomino mini.<br />
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As adorable as Jasper is he is so small, and really hates the goats as it turns out, he is quite unwilling to share the pasture with them. Then I came across a mini who seems to be exactly what I wanted, well trained to drive, a large mini gelding, but I am back to a bay horse,of course I have always loved a bay, and this little guy has a carriage horse build in miniature, sweet and easy going he will stand as long as necessary for harnessing. I fell in Love!<br />
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I really do like how easy mini's are to keep, easy to clean, my hay is down to half of what it was last year, even with all the goats waste, shavings are a quarter of what I used for one horse,they don't punch up the ground any where near as much, I am never worried they are too powerful for me, they have sweet gentle personalities and I still have a horse I can drive, and a cart that's truly easy to get in and out of, I'm sold! The really neat thing is Vision (honestly I think he will get a nickname soon) is totally trained to drive single and double and I am dreaming of driving a pair, Totally!<br />
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The Collies are well, although we all have cabin fever from this miserable cold nasty winter, Roma is still happy and active though arthritic, Savi and Ripple have so much joie de vivre that they keep all of us entertained, and Derby, Halle and even Inca playing along with them!<br />
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Spring, Spring we await your arrival!! Please come early!Hylightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14738332312226363364noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196045968329184618.post-85225020146822372362013-10-21T07:06:00.003-07:002013-10-21T07:06:48.726-07:00Welcome Wild Wind Hylights Savoir Faire<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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I brought home another bundle of Joy! <br />
Many thanks to Shelley Bergstrasser of <a href="http://www.wildwindcollies.com/" target="_blank">Wild Wind Collies</a> for my "Savi" girl!<br />
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2 or more years ago I contacted Shelley, I had Roma from Michelle Tennis, Roma's dam was Ch WildWind On a Stormy Night CD, and I wanted to see if I could be wait listed for a puppy from Tegan (bred by Michelle Tennis, and now a Wild Wind member) Roma was 10 then and I wanted another puppy with a similiar heritage. <br />
Tegan had complications with her next litter,and I lost my sweet Keyna after she was diagnosed with Lymphooma, needing a connection to my sweet<br />
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had chosen as the sire, I tried to tell myself not to get excited, I had enough dogs, I had Ripple who I am sure is going to be a fantastic performance dog, and will be shown in the breed ring. That worked until the day the litter was 7 weeks old and Shelley contacted me to see if I was still interested!!</div>
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I ended up with deposits on goats from 2 different states! Now I have to figure out how to get them home!<br />
The little PCA doeling on the left is Dharma, I have wanted her since I first saw her, I waited and they only had 2 more Pygora does born and they both were very ligh colored, I so wanted reds and browns, so I am going to get both of these kids, the boy with the white spot on his head is wethered.<br />
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But I was looking for a PBA buck to breed Mocha this fall/winter, I wanted a heavy Pygora (more than 50% Angora)who had been disbudded (no horns) Alas I found him!<br />
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Hylightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14738332312226363364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196045968329184618.post-35803375852150408382013-07-01T05:16:00.004-07:002013-07-07T15:34:16.606-07:00Every farm needs a cat......<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It is going to take some time to integrate her into the house, she came with fleas and worms and weighing 1 lb 3 ounces. The fleas and worms have been dealt with and she is eating very well, Orijen dry and Stella and Chewey's freeze dried, gaining weight and slowly meeting the dogs. Inca and Ripple will take some time to learn how to be gentle.<br />
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<br />Hylightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14738332312226363364noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196045968329184618.post-32514428001894313072013-06-22T06:20:00.002-07:002013-06-27T02:56:23.327-07:00Dog food snobberyYes I have to admit, I am a dog food snob, and yes I believe there is something to the slogan you are what you eat. So when my dogs develop any issues I do look at what they eat. Twice a day they get a bowl of dog food, often with extras added. They also love fruits and veges.<br />
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So when Inca had a weird episode a week and a half ago I questioned my dog food, she had not had any recent meds or insecticides. I have been feeding mostly Canidae for more than 10 years, I raised two very healthy litters on it, until we had issues with horrible mucous wrapped stools and found Canidae had changed the grain portion of their foods without changing the label, we switched to Earthborn holistics, that was about a year, but I noticed Roma just looked a bit rough, so I went to Taste of the Wild. Eventually when Canidae came out with the single grain I went back to that, remembering the healthy years. Each change brought the cost of feeding my dogs up, and I thought I had hit my ceiling for costs. After reading in Whole dog journal and Dog Food Advisor about rice and arsenic I moved to the grain free pure elements, at $55/ 30lbs I really was over my ceiling, but if it was the best I could feed, and keep them healthy, I would give it a try.<br />
The morning after the episode I called Canidae, I decided I needed to know that the food was produced in their new Ethos mill and not the Diamond plant in SC. To my surprise they told me no that the Pure Elements was still being made in SC. A plant that has been the source of so many recalls, I was spending this much to give my dogs the healthiest meal I could, and was very uncomfortable with where it was being produced .<br />
So I decided I needed a new food and set out to make a list of what I wanted.<br />
I started by looking at the foods who had received<br />
5 stars from dog food advisor and were<br />
on WDJ list of recommended foods, looking into those foods further I added;<br />
Made by a company that only makes pet or animal feeds.<br />
Made by the company not outsourced.<br />
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Ripple won't let go! She sleeps with a cow hoof in her mouth!<br />
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So my dogs are eating Acana wild prairie now, the dogs are crazy about it! Inca is obviously feeling and acting better. Her bloodwork came back with odd results and will have to be repeated in a couple months, I may start her on meds, the vet left it up to me, she said with the bloodwork it could go either way but we will retest either way. I'm still contemplating. I also ordered a bag of <a href="http://www.championpetfoods.com/">Orijen</a>.<br />
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<span id="goog_1583536303"></span><span id="goog_1583536304"></span><br />Hylightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14738332312226363364noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196045968329184618.post-85169259499300265822013-06-14T08:58:00.002-07:002013-06-14T17:50:33.992-07:00No More Lies"Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself." ~Rumi<br />
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"There are no shortcuts to anyplace worth going to"<br />
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I trained my first dog for Competition Obedience while a sophmore in College, he earned a CD and I joined an Obedience club, I continued training him and when he was all trained for the Open excerises I entered him , but we didn't qualify, he had trouble after the jumps, x-rays showed grade 2 dysplasia. He retired, I later got another dog and again we earned a CD we continued to train in open, I didn't do a good job with the ear pinch retrieve, because I couldn't pinch a Cattle Dogs ear hard enough to make her yelp (thereby opening her mouth so I could shove the dumbell in) <br />
I went to a lot of seminars in those days, Michael Tucker the Aussie Guide Dog trainer, Diane Bauman, Bernie Brown, Patricia Gail Burnham, others I have trouble remembering now, But I do so remember how "proofing" for the Obedience ring really meant setting your dog up to be wrong so you could get a good strong correction in. <br />
Then there were changes happening and I went to seminars by Chris Bach, Dawn Jecs, and others who were the first wave of more positive training with food rewards. At the time the Obedience club I belonged to's Head Trainer forbid food in the club, and as what I was seeing from people at match's was food being spit at dogs, uugg, not something I wanted to start doing.<br />
I was in a quandry, I wanted to train, I wanted a better relationship, but I wasn't competitive enough to need titles. <br />
At this time I started training my horses in Natural Horsemanship, this taught me more about the relationship I wanted to have with my dogs than most of the seminars I went to.<br />
I went 15 years, the lifetime of the most special Cattle dog ever born :-), without earning an Obedience title, and yet I had a dog I adored who would have done anything I asked of her and done it happily, I am certain she was the best trained dog I had to that time. <br />
I never lied to her. <br />
I never set her up to be wrong. <br />
She went everywhere with me. <br />
She trusted me implicitly.<br />
I was never going back to the correction and lies of the old ways.<br />
Dog obedience continued to change and more positive methods infiltrated even the club I belonged to, I went to seminars with Leslie Nelson, John Rogerson and Chris Bach again. I decided I wanted a dog who was a bit softer than my Cattle Dog, a little less intense, and after having the most perfect dog of a breed it's too hard an act to follow for another dog. <br />
I got my first smooth Collie, sweet and sensitive, I started training her in Obedience, but she took off in the breed show ring and for years I enjoyed that. Then one day I had a litter, in that litter a little tri girl glued herself to me from the time her eyes opened and I knew she would be my new obedience dog.<br />
I joined positive classes with her and she earned her first title in Rally at 8 months of age. <br />
Unfortunately I learned that some places were using Positive in their names but were still using Positive punishment for "proofing" this was not for me or my sweet sensitive dog, so we often dropped out of classes because I felt we were lured into them by false pretenses of "positive" <br />
Then I entered a class called "Motivational" by a trainer who called her school "Positive" something. and found out Motivation meant Compulsion! Dropped that class before the first session was over. The way to teach heeling was to have the dog in heel position, and with a piece of hot dog in hand, leash tight, jerk straight up hard and fast as you take a step, so the dog jumps forward and you stuff the food into their mouth. <br />
I spent many years using luring to train my dogs, then had to learn how to be effective at fading the lures, I didn't think I would ever get into shaping. but took a couple workshops with Dee Ganley and my Mudi and found I could do this.<br />
A year or so ago I found this Blog by a woman named Denise Fenzi, she had OTCH dogs and she was training without lies and corrections, I started following her Blog and she talked about a combination of lureing and shaping, oh, maybe I could do this!<br />
I signed up for an on-line class in how to play with your dogs as a training reward, to make treaining enjoyable and fun, breakout from training, play go back ot work. Unfortunately at that time Keyna got sick and before the class was over I lost my dear girl. <br />
But I had learned the importance of play and integrating it into a relationship from the start.<br />
Now my young Ripple and I play lots, I have done some shaping (clicker style) training and am now taking another on-line class at the new Fenzi Sports Academy in Heeling Games. <br />
Even if we don't earn titles we are having fun, but I think those titles will be coming too.<br />
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<br />Hylightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14738332312226363364noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196045968329184618.post-872282839056655912013-03-09T09:58:00.001-08:002013-03-09T09:58:08.172-08:00Books and BeliefsOver my vacation I did some reading and listening to audiobooks. It started with "Merle's Door" at first I hated it, I am not a fan of people talking for their dogs like that ( I prefer more the Terhune type dog voice) but I also didn't like his assertion that dogs must run free 24/7 to be happy, and dogs who don't are prisoners.<br />
I think my logo will be "Hylights, Home of the Happy Hostages"<br />
I then got into the research that he put into the book from behaviorists etc, and looked forward to those parts, but indeed never finished the book because it just started sounding so condemning of the majority of responsible dog owners.<br />
However due to Patricia McConnell's recommendation, whose books The Other End Of The Leash, and For The Love Of A Dog I loved, I got Pukka's Promise, by the same author as Merle's Door, this book was about how to help your dog live longer, and contains even more research he did into longevity from breeding to feeding etc. however he continues to interject his voice for his dog, continues to be irresponsible and let's the dog have 24/7 access to running, even though his previous dog Merle had playmates who had been shot and hit by cars and killed, and the ACO had brought him home and reminded him of the leash law. So I am still reading it in parts for the research that could be usable.<br />
This caused me to re-subscribe to The Whole Dog Journal, and I have been enjoying that even more as I can read the past issues digitally in iBooks. Ok here is lots of good , great information on feeding and training and keeping your dog happy and long and Responsibly!<br />
All Hail the Happy Hostage's!!!<br />
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I fell just as hard for Roma as I had as a child for Lassie and Brownie, but I knew I needed more Collies, a buffer so I would never again be without a Collie. Yes, I was up to 5 Collies, it seemed just right. Then 3 months ago I lost one, my sweet Keyna, and it has been just as awful as it was when I was a child, she too was too young to leave me, and I still think of her and miss her every day. </div>
This weekend I was at the Collie speciality and a friend told me I needed to get over my attachment disorder with my Collies, so I could send them off to be shown, or bred or let someone else whelp a litter. I understand what she says but I don't think I can. You see last week I had a week of worry with a personal health scare, Inca was plastered to my side, she still is this week, she stays right next to me unless I'm at work, how could I send her away? <br />
I think my attachment disorder is going to require a service dog. Not to cure it, but to help me cope.<br />
Collies they get under your skin and directly into your soul!<br />
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Ripple's new orangutan, great photo op to show off her sweet face. She loves dragging, wrestling and sleeping on it.</div>
Hylightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14738332312226363364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196045968329184618.post-71650909847148860972013-02-19T10:03:00.003-08:002013-02-19T10:03:47.771-08:00Heart wrenching decisionsI had to make a tough choice, one I truly didn't want to make. The need to make it came at me full force, unrequested.<br />
The first year I had Gritty he was reserved but I took him everywhere, took him through classes for him, as well as bringing him along while I taught obedience classes, he did great. Then somewhere after a year of age it started, he decided he had trouble sharing me with any other dogs, the more time I spent with him the more he would attack the Collies when we were at home, so we stopped going to class and it got better. Then he started guarding the toys that squeak, the antlers and cow hooves that he so like to chew on. I read volumes of behavior books, I am on my third reading of For the Love of a Dog, understanding Emotion in you and your best friend. I employed techniques of positive reinforcement, heaping the praise on him when he allowed the Collies to come up to me, and I picked up the high value toys and chews, only giving them out when the dogs were in separate rooms and gates up, then slowly as he got better bring them back out and watching, antlers OK, cow hooves not OK.<br />
We seemed to be doing well so I started back to classes with Gritty, we had some small issues but things seemed to be progressing.<br />
Then winter came and he had to move to an ex pen in the kitchen when I was at work, it was just too cold to be outside in the kennel. He had moments when he went out of control with excitement, the oil truck coming, the UPS, the Collies barking at anything outside got him barking, screaming, spinning, biting his tail, when I wasn't here to stop it I would come home to find floors soaked in saliva, and sometimes blood when he bit his tongue, one day he abraded the tissue all around his eye.<br />
I hated coming home, afraid of what he had done to himself, and his screaming would start when he heard my car.<br />
I was ready to try some Prozac. I couldn't see this continuing this way. <br />
While I was at this place I got a call from a friend who is a Tech at my vets office, she had previously called me when she had a special client who she wanted to find a dog for, and I had placed one of my Collies with him, I believe so strongly in the companion animal bond and how very necessary it is, especially for people living alone, to have a companion. I can easily see myself without a dog and know how hard it would be to face each day alone.<br />
She now had another special client who had lost her Collie suddenly and badly needed another dog, one who was obedience and house trained. I visited her and found she had a lovely home in a very dog friendly retirement village, with 138 acres of conservation land and trails maintained year round, a trail that went to an orchard and a trail to the beach, where the residents often got together for dog walks , and the main house set out dog biscuits alongside the coffee pot for residents who stop by.<br />
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A dog would have a doting owner who would take him everywhere, including a summer with family on a Maine lake, frequent walks, no other dogs in the home but plenty of others to meet up with outside for play times. An ability to provide excellent care and all the good food and toys necessary. I found a Collie for her and brought my smooth Collie and Gritty to visit her. She really liked Gritty's gentleness, we went for a walk, met her neighbors and their dog, all went well. I let Gritty stay for an overnight, when I picked him up the next day, I thought it was not going to work, Gritty had paced all night, but when she looked at me and told me how she had lit a fire in the fireplace and sat with him on the floor and he put his paw gently on her cheek, I saw how very much she needed him, and it was probable that this is what he needed too. I took him home for a couple days to think about it.<br />
Suffused with guilt, he is so devoted to me it will be really hard for him, we can go on the way we are, spring will come and he will have the kennel again, I had doubled the size to 20 x 20 in November, but my inner voice said, yeah or he could have someone who never left him to go to<br />
work, and always took him along, all the toys he wants all to himself, dogs to play with but not have to share his human with. I hate those voices, because they also said a very lonely woman really wants his company, and needs him.<br />
I took Gritty back for a weekend visit. I got him a new crate, brought his race car bed and cow hoof, and squeaky tennis ball. He settled in, slept on her bed, went on errands, went into stores, went on 6 walks a day, and was eating the food I left for him. I went back with more food and more toys, all his favorites, it was to o hard for him to see me, I had to make the decision. I have to stay away for awhile now, this is the hardest!<br />
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Sometimes things happen for reasons we don't always understand at the time. There are families in Collies, and there are some families when I look at them they hit me deep somewhere I'll call my soul, it was like that the first picture I saw of Roma. Roma is special and I don't expect I'll ever have quite that face again after she's gone, Roma's daughter Halle I can see her face always, and my Keenie, everytime I see her picture I still can't stop crying... Someday it will happen. I was going to breed Inca and raise a litter, I thought I would need to do that to fall as deeply for another Collie as I was for Keyna. Before Keyna passed I found out about a litter of puppies, the dam of which I adored when I first saw her at 6 months, she is as close to my Roma as I have seen in the face and sweetness factor. I inquired about the litter and if there was a tri smooth girl, the picture above was the response I got. Those who know Roma can see the resemblence in the face in the background. <br />
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But when the end came for Keyna, so fast ,I was so torn apart I told the breeder I just couldn't handle it. She waited a couple weeks and then sent me an email asking if I felt any better and did I want time to think about it. I thought I would go look, I needed a dose of puppy comfort, there would be other litters and I was still waiting for Inca to come into heat. In one day as I was preparing to go see the puppies I recieved news which was a deciding factor that I would not breed Inca, Then as I arrived and Maisey the puppy mama followed me and sat next to me being oh so sweet, and Collie. And puppies, so happy, lively and full of life, a needed elixer. I got to meet the sire and appreciate his temperament and virtues, And yes Ripple joined the Hylights family. She is a necessary life force full of puppy mischief and fun and has improved my outlook and allowed me to focus on the future. Welcome Ripple Effect!<br />
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The saddest post of all, My dearest Keyna (Keena) was laid to rest on 11.24.2012 she was the best dog she could possibly be all of her 6 years, I can't think of any dog I've ever owned about whom I could say they never did anything wrong, but spent their whole life just trying to please . She never stole off a counter, never chewed anything she shouldn't or had an accident in the house. I adored her from the moment she was born and held her long after she was gone. I miss her a great deal. there is such an empty spot in my heart and beside me on the bed, the couch.... Yes Inca and Roma are trying hard to fill any void I feel. Hylightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14738332312226363364noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196045968329184618.post-55748437608389330442012-10-15T07:16:00.002-07:002012-11-02T08:28:28.923-07:00The Summer on the FarmWell it wasn't a very good summer. 10 days after Crackerjack went out on lease to a new home,<br />
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The chances for her survival of this injury were quite slim, as infection in that joint would be an insurmountable problem. So 3 times a day for the first week I soaked her foot in epsom salts and betadine solution, packed it with sugardine and prayed. Then 4 more weeks of twice a day packing with sugardine and bandaging. She was on 2 antibiotics, and due to her ulcer history, cemetidine, also anti inflamatories, all which had to be mixed and syringed into her twice a day. I was in the barn from 430 am till 11pm and exhausted. <br />
As Ella improved my sweet Keyna stopped eating. I started each day cooking chicken for her and kept calling my vet, but as she had no fever, vomiting or diarrhea, and her abdomen was soft he said it was just because she was spoiled.<br />
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Well spoiled or not my girl was not well so we went to several other vets, <br />
found a new practice for my pet care and some Vets who were compassionate.<br />
Unfortunately through all the blood work repeated, ultrasounds 10 days apart the news wasn't good. Keyna had Lymphoma. Due to her MDR1 mutant status, she hadn't eaten much for 3 weeks now and was fading fast, I decided to go with just prednisone, I wanted her to feel good and have some more good time with her. I have now been cooking canine cuisine for 6 wonderful weeks :-) Keyna and I are trying to spend quality time together, we just hang out a lot as she is weak and needs lots of sleep, but she is happy. All the dogs are enjoying the special treats added to their dinners.<br />
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My two little goaters did come home the end of july,<br />
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These 2 are getting very friendly, and very soft and wooly, Mocha/Kona has the softest cashmere quality under coat, while Latte has adorable soft mohair ringlets.<br />
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And because she has her Championship it is now time for Inca to be the performance dog, she and I have started herding lessons.<br />
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Cashmere Goats, just cool looking Goats.Hylightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14738332312226363364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196045968329184618.post-30575337281633100042012-06-28T06:22:00.001-07:002012-10-15T07:21:08.698-07:00Goaties!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My new endeavor, Goatlings, I'm excited to be bringing them home, The first pic is Mocha, she is a dark chocolate brown, below with her dam Blue an Oberhasli, her sire Logan is a red Angora. Blue is a great mother to triplets and a profuse milker, even feeding triplets she also is giving 1/2 gallon a day for cheese for the owners. They gave me some of her cherve with cranberries to try, it was nice and they said easy to make, Hmm I could see doing some of that... Below is a pic of Mocha next to her black sister, Latte's dam is in the background. The second pic is Latte (also sired by Logan) with her brother behind her and again that black doeling from Blue. Latte is the youngest and smallest in the goat yard, but she seems to have a profuse coat so I'm hoping she'll be a fiber producer. Mocha could be a good milker and possibly have a cashmere like fiber that combs out. Both little Goaters have a lot of eating to do here at my place, I'm thinking it's even too much for 2 goats. I fell in love with Blue she is personality Plus! she also is uber friendly. I hope her babies will be nearly as friendly. <br />
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This is the little black doeling, out of Blue, I notice looking at my pictures she has managed to get herself in all of them, and her coat has a lot of wavyness to it...., I am thinking she really wants to come home with her sister too.<br />
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And this is a young Angora doe, I love her too, she followed me around and loved having her head rubbed. Maybe I will be able to afford one of these next year...</div>
Hylightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14738332312226363364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196045968329184618.post-41067384964928919672012-06-24T11:24:00.000-07:002012-06-29T06:33:24.400-07:00Pool Time<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Today is a good day to play in the pool!</div>Hylightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14738332312226363364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196045968329184618.post-880547475567163302012-04-16T06:09:00.001-07:002012-06-29T06:34:04.417-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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And my three girls, on Sunday Keyna came out of retirement for the day, winning Reserve Winners Bitch to Inca's 4 pt major, she was so happy to go for the day. Inca finished with a third Major and 4th speciality win. and Roma was Best Veteran.Hylightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14738332312226363364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196045968329184618.post-87680542083291533682012-04-16T06:04:00.002-07:002012-06-29T06:34:49.488-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My wonderful Roma at 10 1/2 yrs old wins Best Opposite to Variety, repeating her BOS win at CCMe from 9 years earlier!Hylightshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14738332312226363364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196045968329184618.post-41251889551320417812012-04-16T05:48:00.001-07:002012-06-29T06:35:24.086-07:00New Champion<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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From this playful pup to...<br />
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