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  1. I wondered who the H-LL Julie Bippy was. LOLOLOL. I've heard "you bet your sweet bippy...", but haven't heard it said for years. First time I heard it was on Laugh-In. Loved that show. Back to the subject at hand. I always referred to NE Ohio as a working border collie wasteland. There is one good all breed trainer in the general area, but if you're interested in going beyond PN, then it's a matter of 100+ miles one way. I've often doubled up with others and that helps, but in order to get anywhere with a promising dog, that commitment would have to be made on a regular basis. When I lived in the city, eventually that became harder and harder to do, and so now, I have 2, 8 yr. olds and a 10 yr. old & my old geezer Tam, all from nice bloodlines, but wasted. Now that I'm out here in Hooterville, the place is being fenced in and I hope to have sheep by next month. That's what I moved out of the city for -- long overdue, but better late than never. My dogs will get to work on a regular basis and the thought of a nice group of people gathering to work their dogs sounds like something I'd like to do. I'd like to host some clinics as well, but the place is kind of rough around the edges --- but it's something, more than what I had before. And for the first time in years, I feel some hope for my dogs. I got lots of good ideas and insight from this thread. Wonder if I'll be on that "too far to travel" list. Might be for some, but after all of these years, I can roll out my back door and work my dogs. I can die happy.
  2. My border collie Dolly had "idiopathic epilepsy". I attempted several times when I noticed the first physical manifestations of an on-coming seizure, to get a hold of her, call her name loudly. It had some effect maybe two or three times, but for the most part, I'd say any attempt to head off one of her seizures, had no effect. She was severely epileptic, cluster-seizured. I never noticed "mini" seizures with Dolly. One thing I would do, at the end of a seizure episode, when her jaws relaxed, I'd put a tad of vanilla ice cream on her tongue. Every dog is different though. If I should ever have another epi dog, I'd try the same, hopefully with better results. It's a difficult thing to live with. Wish you the best.
  3. I got a pair of gloves for a Christmas gift once. The left had "come bye" on it, the right had "away to me". Do they still make them? And, as a last resort, you can write these directions in magic marker on your shoes. Just write on the correct shoes.
  4. I remember years ago - back in the '70's I think, a case that of an OES who killed it's elderly owner. What ensued was an almost trial-like situation to determine whether the dog should live or die. A judge then determined that the dog did not have to be destroyed on the condition that it had all of it's teeth extracted, and so that's what happened and the dog went on to live with someone else, toothless.
  5. First mistake -- asking pet store employees anything other than "what aisle is [fill in the blank] in. They don't know, and if they know anything, it's what their employer says they should know. I'm not faulting the employees. Just saying -- they're not the ones to go to for anything other than store information.
  6. I was replying while Julie posted this, so that part's a relief, but still, it's good not to sugar coat consequences. Responsibility needs to be placed where it belongs, in this case, squarely on their laps.
  7. I'm sorry it escalated to the point where they now want to get rid of him, but from what you've described, it was inevitable. Hopefully they're still somewhat open minded enough to talk about it and if they are, what I'd first let them know is that it's their "free spirit" attitude that has led to their call for help, that their dog's behavior can be changed if they change their way of looking at and living with this dog, that it would take some serious commitment on their part and it would be a lifelong commitment. Changes don't happen overnight. And then tell them the alternative -- that because of Buddy's bite history, he'd be pretty much unadoptable. Unadoptable means pretty much means "put down". Then maybe they'd wonder if someone else might be out there who'd be willing to work with the wonderful dog like Buddy. That's when you tell the the stats of rescue and euthanasia. Rescues are filled to the brim with nice dogs who are not a risk or a liability and that euthanasia and owner-surrendered dogs to shelters are usually for behavior issues. Bottom line --- either they commit to the dog or they've pretty much signed his death warrant. It's blunt, but it's reality and too often reality is glossed over. I've taken in dogs and worked with them for issues like these. Some border collies, one GSD and these are not bad dogs. They are dogs who have not been given parameters in life. They need to learn that they can relax and have someone else in charge, but some are more difficult to bring to that conclusion. Only one, Sam, a bc mix, have I ever had to euthanize for behavior issues and that's because he just wasn't wired right. The rest I worked with had gone back to their homes, and live quite successfully - to my knowledge. One is with me now and has her chin on my lap. Only a certain type of person would I consider letting her go to. "Free spirit" did not work with her either. So the dog has a chance, but it needs to come from it's owners --- unless someone happens on this opportunity to work with a dog with issues --- as if there weren't enough of those out there. I've been that person in the past because I actually like working with dogs like this, but no, I don't need another one right now. They need to learn and if they choose not to, it goes beyond the wounds inflicted on these owners by the monster they've created. It means the dog's life.
  8. Saturday sucked too. On a 50 stretch of country road that I ride daily, to and from work, there is one area that I would always see an Amish kid, about 12 yrs. old, riding in a cart with a high stepping pony. I used to love to watch them and even looked forward to a chance to see them again. Sometimes he had a little sister in the cart with him. The pony looked well taken care of and the cart wasn't one of those dour looking black things. It was a small cart, 4 wheels -- probably the sporty version of his parents' buggy. Saturday, I was on my way to a town 35 miles from home when I saw someone directing traffic on this road. As I got closer, the first thing I saw was this kids cart -- I didn't recognize it as anything at first. It was nothing but splintered wood and one wheel. Off to the side of the road was this kid, sitting on the ground, his face white and ashen, a look of shock on his face and a woman who was holding a blanket around him. He was sitting near his pony, who was still in harness, lying on it's side, partially covered by a blanket, lifting it's head every now and then. As I passed and continued down the road, I heard all of the emergency vehicles from nearby townships speeding to the accident site. The car that hit him must have been going pretty fast to leave nothing but splinter wood of the buggy. That the boy was able to sit up is a good sign. Still, an awful thing to have happened.
  9. Thanks everyone. I can't even cry about this one. Couple things happened over the weekend which were sort of out of the ordinary. First, on and off all winter I've had problems with the old boiler furnace in the cellar. It had turned cold Thursday night and the repair guy had been out during the warm weather to what I found out later was to shut it off. (His business is right down the road from me and he has access to my cellar and furnace by way of a separate cellar door on the side of the house, so all I have to do is call him and he'll come out and can work on the furnace while I'm not home). Friday morning, I tried to turn the thermostat up without any luck in getting heat. So I went about my morning routine, getting ready for work, feeding the dogs etc and forgot to turn it back down before I left. When I came home that evening, there was an odor in the house which disappeared as soon as I turned the thermostat back down. Most of the dogs are in the house downstairs as were the cats who had the entire upstairs to themselves. All were fine, cats included. The last time I saw the cats was Saturday evening. Nothing appeared to be wrong. Also, from Friday night on, I opened all of the windows upstairs so there was pretty good cross ventilation. Also, there is no heat source upstairs. It's heated from the first floor heat. I went back up Sunday evening after I got done doing some work outside, thinking it's been awfully quiet up there all day Sunday. Usually, and I always got a big kick out of it, these two, especially Pip, the kitten, sounded like a herd of elephants when they'd run and play overhead. I realized that I hadn't heard anything Sunday. So I went up to fill their bowls. Usually I had two greedy felines doing flip flops at feeding time, they were so happy to see me. No one greeted me this time. I went into the kitty room. Nothing. I turned and went into one of the other rooms and that's where I found Pip and Sissy, lying next to each other. Sissy was still kind of warm. The boxes in the room were all overturned. One day, last week when I came home from work and went upstairs to tend to the cats, there was another room that has a storage space in the wall with a door in front of it. One of the cats had pried open that door and Pip ran in there showing me that she was able to jump around in there and go in between the floorboard and under the floor. I blocked that door --- more because I didn't want anything crawling in, rather than thinking they'd be crawling in there. In hindsight, I'm thinking that maybe if they had access to under the floors in the house all day, maybe there was some poison from years ago that they got into. I always thought that cats were harder to poison than dogs. Maybe it's an old wives tale, but I believed it and still can't picture a feline, who'd turn up it's nose at some savory cat food, would eat rat or mouse bait. The other thing is, I noticed -- since that "open door" incident last week, their water bowl needed refilling a lot more often than usual. This is how my brain is sorting things right now -- it seems the most logical to me. I can't think of anything else.
  10. Little Pip was 6 months old. Mr. Sissy, the big old red cat was about 4 yrs. old. I found them both dead, next to each other last night. I'm still in shock. They're buried, but I'm thinking of going back and getting one of them for a necropsy. I don't know. I'm I little shaken right now. No blood. I think they might have found their way into one of the many nooks & crannies in this old house and found some old rat poison. They were the best of buddies. They died together, next to each other and now they are together for ever. I've been in shock since I found them.
  11. Oh, I am so sorry. Rest easy, Jazz. He sounds like he was a wonderful dog and you were lucky to have had him in your lives.
  12. I don't know what this guy's game is, but I remember from years ago, X-Pert Am Staff kennels whose dogs were well known and are in most Am staffs pedigrees today. I hate to give this guy anymore hits to his website, but I did some quick looking and apparently he bought an Am Staff from X-Pert kennels in their last years. of existence, did well on the show circuit with one dog and that qualified him to use the modified X-pert name for his kennel name? He apparently then apparently bred Am Staffs for a while, and if you look under his description of his history with Am Staffs, at the very bottom, he says he is basically alive and well and living in Texas now, raising and training border collies. Why, I wonder and why he felt he had to hijack someone else's property. He doesn't have enough to back up his own claims? Oh, and he also has a link to "some more dogs I breed with". Now that's a visual I need to get out of my head.
  13. Just saw this. I'm so sorry. This is what killed my Petey 5 yrs. ago. He was fine in the morning. Several hours later he was down. It was that quick. The only thing I regret is keeping him alive as long as I did, but it happened so fast, I couldn't comprehend losing him. You know. Now you can make the most of your time with him.
  14. Just curious. Why do your friends claim she is a mix? Welcome and she looks like a border collie to me. Pete, the dog in my avatar was a border collie, but people always thought he was mix.
  15. Good thoughts and wishes coming from NE Ohio. I had a severely epi dog, Dolly. I wish you and Lexi the best.
  16. Every dog I've made the decision to euthanize, I've stayed with. That would be about 6 or 7 dogs. I've never regretted staying and the experience has always been a peaceful release. Everything was done in front of me. The one I anticipated difficulty with was Sam, the rescue dog who messed up my hand. He was the one I euthanzied for behavior issues. I didn't want his last minutes to be a struggle with a muzzle, so before I left on the 1 1/2 hour trip to the vet, I gave him 2 caps of Ace. By the time we got to the vet's office, he was woozy and so his death was easy -- for lack of a better word. What a horrible experience your friend has gone through. It's enough to put off the inevitable next time, and some people would. My mother who is 83 and has ferrets, had her favorite put to sleep a couple of years ago. She, who babies those things, had to be talked into taking her dying ferret (he was uncomfortable) into the vet, witnessed the ferret crying out when being poked with the needle, and from that day forward, she blames the vet. Don't ask. It's a long story. I'm thankful, having read the original post here, that that's all she witnessed. Had that been my mother, she'd have been badly traumatized.
  17. A SAOVA message to sportsmen, pet owners and farmers concerned about protecting their traditions, avocations and livelihoods from anti-hunting, anti-breeding, animal guardianship advocates. Forwarding and cross posting, with attribution, encouraged. Dear SAOVA friends, Today we received some good news from lobbyist and attorney, Frank Losey, regarding the Campaign to Spay and Neuter HSUS. Frank worked for over 2 years and has compiled 755 pages of documents and proof of the excessive lobbying activities of HSUS. His call to action for animal owners and enthusiasts to write letters to the tax fraud office of IRS resulted in thousands of letters from all 50 states. Frank’s work and your efforts have not gone unnoticed by the IRS. Below is Frank’s message. Cross posting is encouraged. Susan Wolf Sportsmen's and Animal Owners' Voting Alliance - http://saova.org Issue lobbying and working to identify and elect supportive legislators Dear Animal Owners and Enthusiasts, A number of individuals who wrote to the IRS have now received form a form letter response from the IRS Office in Dallas. Since some have received the form letters, that indicates that all will. Typing names and addresses on 4,500-5,000 form letters and envelopes does take a little time!! Although form letters are often not worth the paper they are written on, this form letter is different for a number of reasons, including those set out below: 1. Unlike most form letters which are signed by a lower ranking individual, this form letter is signed by the Acting Director of the Exempt Organization Examinations Division. 2. The IRS bureaucratic glacier is now moving. 3. The form letter goes one step further and asks for other relevant info if you have it. 4. The fact that the Dallas Office is involved means that a total of four IRS (Fraud-Related) Offices are now discussing among themselves what is going on. (The other three Offices are Ogden, Utah, Fresno, CA and Washington DC.) Discussion means that the IRS is taking serious the documentation that I have previously sent, as well as at least 4,500 confirmed letters that the IRS has received. 5. If the IRS is sending out form letters to at least 4,500 letter-writers, which states send more info if you have it, this means that the IRS is about to open up a serious investigation, and probably already has, especially in light of the fact the HSUS has taken off of its website some of its "finger tip" links having to do with lobbying. You now have to use the HSUS search engine. 6. I have a new point of contact to inundate with 755 pages of incriminating documents, in the unlikely event that my seven submissions have not been copied and forwarded to the Dallas Office. 7. The IRS "chatter," which was a primary purpose of the letter writing campaign, is in full motion. 8. The most important thing is that the IRS is not ignoring the issues raised and is asking for additional information if it is available. I'm working on that!! A HUGE "THANK YOU" TO ALL WHO WROTE TO THE IRS!!!! Frank Losey
  18. And so they contradict themselves yet another time. Tweak the story to meet whatever is the current fad. I have a yearbook from the Border Collie Club of Great Britain from back in 1995, I think, and there is an article written about dividing border collies into 3 body types according to their origen. There it's said the that one's with more leg under them are developed in the hill country, i.e., leggier dogs are preferred for hill work. The shorter-legged, heavier coated border collie come from the lowlands where sheep are heavier. The argument given in the original post is in direct contradiction to what was written 15 yrs. ago by the GB BC KC. Back then, you didn't see the influx of the corgi-legged Oz show dogs either. Back then, show dogs in GB might have come right from the barn on a farm to a show kennel. You could pretty much pick out a border collie with an all GB background. But the argument referred to in this thread is another justification for written breed standards according to the current fad. That is subject to change as the fad changes. Obviously, it already has in 15 yrs with the influx of what's being put up at conformation shows -- the corgi-legged Oz dogs, so of course, you must tweak history to justify your champions. When I was at the International in Scotland in 06, I saw a lot of different body types -- in border collies too and not once did I see anything that look like the "ideal" border collie according to the KC. What I saw were pretty much the ideal in working dogs, and to me that's beauty that proves itself day in, day out.
  19. I think a Chines crested, hairless variety might be the look du jour for this poor guy. Actually, it would probably feel pretty good.
  20. Another issue is that since November he has lost 6 lbs. --- from 47 to 41. Nothing wrong with his appetite. I picked up some drontal which I will give him this weekend, just in case he has worms -- my vet & I decided to skip the stool check and just worm him. I like the idea of the anti-anxiety meds. I think I'll give that a try. Logically, I know that euthanasia is sometimes the kindest option. I really do. With Sam, the dog I referred to before who I euthanized because of behavioral issues, the decision became much easier to make when he lunged at my hand when I waggled my finger at him admonishing him and bit me. I didn't feel anything, buy saw blood running down my arm and when I looked at the damage, I knew then. My pinkie finger was bent down in the middle of the first bone between knuckle and joint. I drove myself over an hour to a hospital and had surgery that day --- the plate and 3 screws. A couple of weeks later, I held Sam as his life slipped away. The dog in question here is Chuck. I truly like this dog. Maybe that's why I'm a flop as a rescuer. I can't make the hard decisions. I put Gracie, my mean widdle red bitch out with Chuck for company and before too long, he settled down. I jumped in the shower -- already late for work. I was half dressed when I looked out front and saw a dog who looked a lot like Chuck bookin' down the road. My hair dripping wet, I threw on some clothes and ran down the drive yelling for Chuck, but the dog picked up speed to get away from me. I thought how unlike Chuck that is. Chuck comes back and lies down belly up when he's called. I thought "wait a minute" and I walked back up the drive to the dog runs and when I got close, there was Chuck and Gracie still within the run, looking at me --- "What! What! I'm over here". The Amish guy was cutting wood on my property and stopped to take in this spectacle. He probably thinks I'm stoned crazy. I will give the anti-anxiety meds a shot. Chuck deserves it. Another hopeful thought is that by the end of April, I should have about an acre and a half fenced in, ready for livestock. In the meantime, after the fencing is up and before I get the livestock, maybe exercising Chuck until he drops might help. It's nice to know that so many people who care have my back. Thanks guys.
  21. I'm going into work late because I set up one of the runs for him. As I type this, he is going ballistic barking. I'm out in the country, yes, but still within earshot of neighbors. Not good PR. Friendly toward humans? He is great! Plays well with other dogs. The other dog who chewed him up is also friendly with humans. Otherwise I'd have put him down for what he did. Human aggression would be the deciding factor, but it's not there. I just do not have the time and I'm just about out of money. And I'm really stressed and frustrated. Thanks and thanks for letting me vent.
  22. I have a rescue dog who is incredibly sweet. At this point, I don't think he is adoptable and don't know if he ever will be. I also have about 2000.00 out of pocket, in him for vet bills because he needed to be stitched up twice -- different types of mishaps. One of the mishaps is because he has fixated on another dog who hates him. That dog chewed him up. Shortly after the last surgery I got an offer from someone who knows dogs and has border collies in agility and obedience, to take this dog and work with him. She worked with him and has kept him slightly over 4 months. I got a call this week that she can no longer keep him. He's developed a habit of crapping in his crate when left for even a couple of hours. After he dumps -- well lets just say what he does is like an agitator in a washing machine. Quite a mess to deal with, and she couldn't take anymore. This dog has a fixation on cats -- not a friendly one. When I brought him into the house the first night back, he did two things. First, he realized that on the other side of the door is his arch enemy and he plastered himself to the door, waiting -- for what, I can only guess. When I pulled him away from there, and redirected his attention, he reluctantly moved, but when he figured out the cats were upstairs, he leapt over the barriers -- and terrorized them. They weren't hurt, but they haven't been down since. I would have preferred to take him back on a weekend when I could have the daylight to clean out the dog runs. He did best there. Since I leave for work in the dark and come home in the dark, I've been driving to work with him in the car. Getting expensive. The dog runs. Like I said, he does best in there, although it's not ideal. He needs to be on a line even when in the dogs runs. He will scale 6 ft. fences. The dogs runs are custom made and expensive, yet, he's managed to ruin them by spreading apart the chain link. I've had to patch up the damaged area. He's ruined the gate to the outer enclosure. The entire thing is a patchwork of metal. I'd like to say he's dumb as a box of rocks, but he's not. I no longer am sure what to do with this dog. I don't think it's fair to keep him like livestock, outside in the run, but he's destructive otherwise. The dog that chewed him up, as severely as he did, has some bite inhibition issues -- with this particular dog. I am totally stressed as I write this. The lady who took the dog in question -- she & I use the same vet. In fact, it was at my vets suggestion -- the same vet who patched him up, that I try sending him with this lady. When I got the call on Monday that he needs to go NOW, I called my vet who said to let her know if I wanted to euthanize him. So what do I do? Is he salvagable? Who the h-ll is going to want a dog like him, yet he is incredibly sweet and charming -- but destruction is his middle name. I've only ever euthanized one rescue dog for behavior and there's not a day goes by that I don't think of him -- whenever my hand aches because of the 3 screws and plate that are in my finger.
  23. Wow!!!!! Who says miracles don't happen. If only they could talk and tell you where they've been, what they'd done, who they'd met. I'm sure Dally & Genie would have quite a story to tell. Crossing this one off my "must worry" list.
  24. This is what I was wondering, if they were going to extract the rest of the tooth. My concern was for the lower jaw, what effect removing a canine would have. Glad she's OK.
  25. Years ago when I showed my dogs in obedience, I remember a big dobie boy who had an accident which necessitated surgery for have one of the canines removed. They did remove it, but with a vet and a dentist working together, they replaced that canine with a gold tooth. Everytime that dobe would smile, you'd see the bling in his mouth. LOL.
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