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Last week, Rudy became a big brother! That brown thing is a baby dachshund :) Today the baby is 11 days old. Debbie the dachshund gave birth to 8 beautiful little teeny wirehairs! Rudy doesn't get to have much contact with the babies yet, but I've been letting him sniff them occasionally. He's surprisingly gentle, probably because he doesn't seem to think that they're dogs yet ;)
Hungarian Wirehaired Vizsla Mother Dog and her Puppy, Portrait
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Barclay wanted to play with his new birthday toys. So Joel, my son, was tossing the newest shoe Barclay got. He has been teaching him to catch it in midair. Barclay got the shoe!
Our Wirehaired Pointing Griffon, 2 years.
Photographed in Latvia at Zvartes iezis (August 2021).
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18 august 2006
this entry is late...mostly because it's taken me a few days to get over the events of this past tuesday's training class.
as some of you already know, matea has fear issues with other dogs, stemming from 4 months of bad experiences at dog parks when she was 8-10 mos of age. add to that her breed - GWPs are bred for "sharpness", meaning if they perceive a threat they're going in, and matea is definitely the quintessential GWP - plus she's a female, and a wannabe alpha...even though with her own pack of at least five other dogs, she's a big pushover.
in class, cheryl - my new hero in dog training and behavior - sometimes has exercises in controlled chaos...dogs retrieving across each other's paths, toys flying everywhere, excitement amped up...all to create dogs who are more interested in working with/for their handler than be distracted by other dogs.
for matea, such exercises are brilliant as it boosts her confidence, showing her that she can work around other dogs and focus on the task at hand without perceiving a threat from every dog she encounters. and she's doing wonderfully. we'd not had a single incident with matea in almost 4 mos of classes, even if another dog accidentally bumps into her or gets into her face.
...until this past tuesday.
taz (an older jack russell...ironically sold to cheryl by another friend of mine who breeds JRTs and has a wirehaired pointer as well!) was in class. during a controlled-chaos exercise, matea was heading out - full steam - to retrieve her tennis ball for me...dogs everywhere, and go figure the ball should roll under taz, the JRT.
taz spun, facing off with matea, and matea had her head down, totally wanting to back away. this was my interpretation of her reaction, and it was confirmed by cheryl after class when we reviewed the event.
matea was actually making the decision to forget the ball, and more importantly, forget the JRT, deciding neither was worth it. if i'd called her back, i truly believe she would have come. but since cheryl's goal is to build this dog's confidence, i stuck to the task at hand: "fetch...fetch." then, apparently, taz made the first challenge/snap. at that point the GWP sharpness kicked in and matea was on her. you've never heard such screaming...cheryl assured me later that taz had been through WAY worse during flyball events, and that her reaction tends to be extreme screaming at just about anything.
with the screaming, the GWP prey-drive kicked in...probably 10 times that of any normal dog. being 50-feet away, i wasn't in the fray until it was over 5 seconds later. 5 seconds that felt like a bloody lifetime. matea was not giving up. BUT let me assure you there was no blood, no injuries, which i suppose i should derive confidence from, in that my dog does have bite inhibition.
i DO believe that had i been right there, the incident would have stopped before it began. however, i wasn't. and fortunately cheryl WAS. AND fortunately taz is one of cheryl's dogs (owned by a niece, i believe). AND fortunately, cheryl is cesar millan in a woman's form. she was calm and assertive, snatching matea's beard and twisting, then holding her by her lips for a good 4 seconds before switching to her happy-voice and saying: "okay! let's go play!"
for the next ten minutes cheryl had me send matea for retrieves with taz right there (held by cheryl), and in fact, growling at matea....a rottie was lunging at the other side of matea (a friendly rottie, but matea doesn't seem capable of discerning the difference), and other dogs at the receiving end. you could literally see matea work through her fears, her body cringing as she came close to the other dogs, yet following through with the task at hand with coaching from me. but it was clear that matea does NOT want confrontation...she was giving the growling JRT a wide berth after that, and not because she'd been reprimanded for fighting. there was really no reprimand.
still, seeing 68 lbs of solid muscle on a little 15 lb JRT is truly frightening. growing up i witnessed the swift death of a pug at the jaws of our one german shepherd...and i saw many fights between our shepherds. any kind of dog fight or scuffle has a major effect on me, even on tv, and i'm working to overcome that.
after class, with her arm around my shoulders, cheryl pointed to matea, lying 20' away on her own in a down even as the JRT was being led past her.... "that is not a bad dog," cheryl said. "if that was a bad dog, i'd be going home and digging a hole tonight."
Lets get this started again :) I'd like everyone to meet Gaga! She is an 11 month old wirehaired dachshund and i happen to think that she's the cutest little thing :) She is extra special because she was born right here, in my first ever litter. She's my little princess, I never thought it was possible to love a dog so much.
And why is she Gaga? Because right from birth she was a singer, lol. she barks, she hums, she sings, she growls. She's a fascinating little beast.
That's how my friend, Sandy, described Gracie when I asked permission to post this picture for the Smile on Saturday group theme of "Emotions".
A dog of the Jack Russell Terrier breed stands on the bow of a kayak against the backdrop of a lake and forest. Sunset backlight
not the best shot ... this is harder than you think. merrick is terrified of the camera ... oh yay ... and being blind, morley has NO clue where to look when you're attempting to direct him.
Somehow Gaga manages to collect *all* the snow on herself! Speaking of which we've had a lot in the past few days! We have quite the winter wonderland right now.
As a sidenote, sorry for the early submission on sunday! I was home sick for a few days and lost track of days. I was certain that it was monday, not sunday, lol! I removed that shot from the group and my set, and reshot today, I believe it really is Monday now :)
We had a Wire Fox Terrier, Patch, but this isn't him. This is Trouble, a Wire Fox I met 20 years after we lost ol' Patch, and I missed him all over again. According to the owner, and I had said the first day we had Patch, "He looks like trouble, but Patch it is." Trouble - this one - was wiley and at time, trouble, but always in a playful bent.
The Wire Fox Terrier (also known as Wire Hair Fox Terrier or Wirehaired Terrier) is a breed of dog, one of many terrier breeds. It is a fox terrier, and although it bears a resemblance to the Smooth Fox Terrier, they are believed to have been developed separately. It originates from England. By the way, we've had four terriers and every one came with a warrantee that it would not shed. This was the only time it was true: Patches matted, and so we had to hand strip the fur every two weeks to keep it wiry. He hated it, and so did we. A 15 pound dog, and it took two hours.
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gestorben an einem Hirntumor.
Am 25.04. hat er mich nicht mehr erkannt und war nicht mehr er selbst. Ab da war für ihn
alles nur -Feind-.
Am 27.04. um 12:06 Uhr mittags ist er gestorben.
Er ist jetzt in den ewigen Jagdgründen und jagt Eichhörnchen.
Jack Russell Terrier in a yellow raincoat for a walk. The dog stands in the park near the tree against the backdrop of the lake. Spring dirty weather.
... she won't catch something thrown right at her, even her ball. this was the 6th frame shot, 6th ball to the head ... and she sustained another half dozen for the sake of this week's 52 Weeks for Dogs challenge: "catch"
merrick, on the other hand, is more than ready to catch ANY ball, even matea's.