“Puppies Week #5” – by APAGEOFME

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So the photos I uploaded last week, were actually ones I took the week before because very sadly I didn’t see the beautiful puppies last weekend.

This weekend however, oh my days I spent a million hours with them and bloomin’ loved it! They are so so so big its crazy – I mean I know puppies grow… but dear lord they are huge! I just have so much love for them… and my other two dogs obviously. They are all ma lil babies.

So here goes this week update, they are walking around like noone’s business/slightly hopping, falling, skipping everywhere. They have moved on to actual food which is lovely, they literally eat everything in sight… just like me.

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Please can we all take a minute to appreciate this beautiful boy:

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They are definitely playing with each other a lot more now which is adorable, even Lexi (the Mum) tries to…

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Baby the Dog

Years ago – though it feels like a lifetime ago – and before I owned my sugarplum Mia, there was the original mischievous sprite: A dog named Baby.

At one of those “What am I doing with my life” crossroads, I started reading about dog rescue groups and volunteered just a tiny bit of time to Pomeranian and Small Breed Rescue, in Ontario.

This tiny bit of time wasn’t heroic, nor world-changing in any way, as we maybe first imagine volunteering will be. Nor did it stick: Within a year I had fallen in love with writing film reviews, and I gave this new passion all my time, outside of my day job.

So, yes. A volunteering fail, on the days I’m hard on myself. Which is most days. No, if I’m being honest, it’s every day.

But it was also a small glimpse into what seems like an alternate reality: Communities of people, who band together, who give all their time and savings, who clean up dog barf and risk getting mauled.

Everyday. For nothing. For a dog, or many dogs, that they will say goodbye to in the end. Some volunteers foster their dogs for months, or years, with a painful mix of love and knowing that any day it could be time to let go.

And so, like many others who learn about animal rescue, it started with hours each night, devouring all the information I could, and living in utter shock at what I found. I’d come to work drained and with cry-eyes, with images of injured and traumatized death row dogs filling my head.

I’d meet these people, these incredible and amazing people, and couldn’t fathom how they  manage with their huge hearts and their brave faces. Their homes nearly have revolving doors, as they often welcome four, five, six new dogs. With few questions or objections. Biting dogs, backyard escapee Houdini dogs, diseased dogs and even terminally ill dogs.

When you foster a rescue dog, you soon stop caring about wanting a perfect dog. A breeder dog. A picture of health and obedience. A lucky dog. You find yourself wondering how many rescue dogs could you squeeze into your tiny apartment – because anything is better than the life they have now.

And so we started me off with Baby, an owner-surrendered Shih Tzu mix with an overbite. A playful, ridiculous goofball of a dog. And oh my, was it ever love. Within a week I had submitted my application to adopt her. A “foster failure” as it is jokingly called in rescue circles.

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But there was a problem. My goofy girl had separation anxiety, and as our bond grew, so did her condition. Neighbours complained about increasing amounts of barking while I was at work. Claw marks on the door were soon dabbed with bloodstains, as she had scraped until her nails were chipped down to their quakes.

So as my heart broke, she was immediately re-homed. They found a retired foster mom who could be home with her all day. Her adoption papers now voided, and my home suddenly feeling emptier than it ever did before.

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Within weeks, Baby got adopted by a great lady who works from home, has a huge backyard and other dogs to keep her company. And although I truly hate goodbyes, I know she found the right home.

What I learned from Baby is what I really wanted: A crazy, goofy, imperfect dog. Later, when I was ready to try again, that’s exactly what I found in my Lhasa Apso, Mia.

But that story is an even more emotional one, so I’ll have to save it for another day.

I still hold all at Pomeranian and Small Breed Rescue in the highest regard. They changed my life as much as Baby’s. If ever interested in volunteering or in adopting a dog, I recommend them wholeheartedly. You can read about them at http://www.psbrescue.com

Who’s a Good Boy? Cooper is!

When I asked readers to share their pics and stories, Arthur Muhlig’s enthusiasm was unparalleled. So without further delay, here is Cooper.

“OMG, I’m such a goof owner when it comes to having fun with Cooper!” says Arthur. “He’s so darn special. There’s nothing that’s going to separate him from me!”

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Splendour in the grass: Cooper chills out and has a nibble. At other times, he’s a crazy tail-wagger in surprising situations: Cooper loves going to the vet! He even whimpers when he getting close.

And the cherry on top? He’s well heeled! If, during a walk, the leash tangled in his legs, all his human has to say is “Paw, paw.” and Cooper walks backwards until he’s  untangled!
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Now who’s a good boy, Cooper? You are!

“Jackie, the Puppy” by neihtn

Jackie is a Golden Retriever puppy that has been in our home for over a month. She is now a little bit over three months old. She looks pretty, but can be quite a bundle to handle.

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Maya Clementina

Guinevere Pura asked me to feature her best friend’s dog, Maya Clementina.

Over the hills and over the bumps

We walk, we run, we play, we jump

Over the streams and rivers we leap

‘Till I find a special branch to keep

Over the hills and mountains we roam

‘Til a loving voice call us back home

-IC

“Dog Park Etiquette” by Eliza Jessee

Dog Park Etiquette
Eliza Jessee, author of Thepupinapartment3.com
Guest blog post for isabelsdogblog.com

The dog park is a wonderful place for dogs to socialize with other dogs and run off-leash, especially if they don’t have a large backyard to run around at home. However, the dog park can quickly become a hostile place for a dog if dog owners do not follow the posted rules and abide by proper dog park etiquette. The following are basic guidelines that every dog owner should follow when visiting the dog park.

1. Make sure your dog has all of it’s vaccinations up-to-date. Your dog MUST
have all of it’s necessary vaccinations before coming into contact with other
dogs. Otherwise, it could contract or spread a dangerous illness.

2. Clean up after your dog. At most dog parks, there are poop bag dispensers and
garbages readily available. It is common courtesy to clean up after your dog at the dog park. No one wants to step in your dog’s poop (or worse, have their dog roll in it).

3. Have your dog under control. Make sure that your dog listens to your commands, and that you can physically remove them from a potentially dangerous situation. Do not allow your dog to show aggression towards, bully, or torment other dogs.

4. Know your dog’s temperament. If your dog has shown aggression to other dogs in the past, DO NOT TAKE THEM TO THE DOG PARK. This is asking for trouble. You may think you have your dog under control, but it is simply irresponsible to take a dog with known aggression to the dog park.

5. Learn to read dog body language. By learning to spot signs of aggression in dog language, you can prevent fights before they happen. If a dog is showing tell-tale signs of aggression, (stiffness, holding ears erect, growling) you should leave. Keeping yourself and your dog safe is a priority.

6. Be aware of your dog. Make sure that you are watching your dog at all times. Do not become distracted by your cell phone or other dogs. It is your responsibility to make sure that your dog is safe, comfortable, and under control. Other dog park patrons will not know how to handle your dog in a confrontational situation.

7. If your dog is uncomfortable, leave. Be considerate of your dog. If they aren’t enjoying the dog park, take them somewhere they feel comfortable and safe. This is especially important for smaller dogs, who can become easily intimidated at the dog park.