The hounds of heck are waiting for their guests...Just kidding. Fen is more of a Scooby than a hound of heck. Give him a hot dog and he'll be your friend for life. Looking forward to seeing you guys again!
Cake, Wakinyan & Fenris
Posted 22 March 2018 - 01:24 PM
Posted 23 March 2018 - 07:35 AM
Wak looks to be lovin' his new bud!
Make no little plans. They have no magic to stir men's blood and probably will not themselves be realized.
--- Daniel Burnham
Posted 09 September 2018 - 12:51 PM
Edited by Sherab, 09 September 2018 - 12:52 PM.
Posted 14 November 2018 - 06:31 AM
Fenris seems to perpetually weigh in at 83 lbs but he's kind of a giant. I can't figure out why he's not putting on weight. I'm happy he's a giant because our neighbor is feeding the deer for the season and also the local coyote pack. It (the pack) was regaling us starting at 15 to twilight and every 2 - 3 hours through dawn for a while. Cake and Waki were not happy and not pooping. Basically I got sick of it so Fen and I went out and howled back one night. Seems to have shut them up. Our vet mentioned that a dog in town was attacked during night potty. We're very careful with everyone from twilight to dawn. It will be good when we get snow and I can see who is around and how close.
So we took Fenris and Waki to Therapy dog training class. They basically cut up in class and we ended up having to put Waki in the car and then drop him out of class. He really didn't like the obedience part anyway. He did summer salts on the teacher during the inspection. Heeling is "optional" for him. Once they said no treats in class, Waki lost interest. Fenris does obedience better. We figure if we can pass Fen then we'll know if its a fit for Waki. We're also looking at private agility. Neither of us really want to do competition but a little indoor fun in the dead of winter would be great.
Posted 14 November 2018 - 07:59 AM
Don't know anything about dock diving. Kaposia's only exposure to big water has been the M28 beach of Lake Supeior, just splashing and wading. As to those coyotes, even here in the suburbs after dark Kaposia only goes out on leash for potty breaks. We used to see a lot of feral cats in our neighborhood...not any more. We often see a pile of rabbit fur here and there in neighborhood yards while out on our walks. Caution is definitely warented. The classes sound like a lot of fun! (Because of or in spite of the non-conformists, depending on your take!) The picture in my mind of the summer salts is hilarious. The most recent homework we had at Kaposia's class was to teach the dog a new trick. I bought one of those battery operated round push button lights and put it on the floor for Kaposia to press on with her paws. It's slow but sure, she paws the light firmly enough to make it light up, but not firmly enough to click and stay on. Sorry the photos are blurry, but you get the idea. Just now as I took those photos, she hit it hard enough to stay on. YAY!
Dan Gemeinhart, The Honest Truth
Posted 14 November 2018 - 11:26 AM
Tayamni is certified Therapy Dog. She is now therapy for me. since I can't go out much anymore - hopefully that's temporary.
Cake might make a good Therapy dog?????
I understand the summer salts on the teacher, Coffey does that to one of his physical therapists. They way Coffey does it, it reminds me of him tumbling in a dryer!
I've seen dogs dock jumping. that is the same as dock diving??? (running off a dock, catching air before landing in the water?)
Tayamni is a submarine so she wades in and swims around the lake with her vest on. (Vest so she doesn't walk on the bottom)
Coffey swims very well but doesn't like the water. I wonder if he would take to dock jumping and he wouldn't know he's in the water until he's already there?
I wondered how you would do dock diving in the winter up there .....
and then you mentioned chlorine. GOT IT
Good luck with Fenris and the therapy training!
Posted 15 November 2018 - 07:38 AM
I love that Tayamni is a submarine. I'd love to see that.
Lakegirl, Kaposia's light tricks sounds awesome. I took Waki to dance class when he was a pup. He got depressed because we weren't allowed to socialize with the other dogs. Therapy dog class was a break through for him because he still disliked even the training building. Cake hasn't been to any classes. Because the classes are so devoid of contact between the other students and trainers I think she'd also be turned off. It's weird. You're in this class full of dog people and dogs but contact is frowned upon. I guess they worry about liability and fights / bites. Oh well.
Posted 15 November 2018 - 06:43 PM
Dan Gemeinhart, The Honest Truth
Posted 16 November 2018 - 01:48 PM
I had the opposite experience with class.
These dogs sometimes get so far ahead of the rest, that they get bored.
As a first time dog owner, I did not recognize what was happening.
But my dog did teach me...
Posted 17 November 2018 - 06:20 AM
LakeGirl oh I WISH our classes were like that. When Fen goes to 1:1 training there is that philosophy in that facility but it's too far for anything other than board and train. Fen even is used as a socialization dog for dogs with issues (he learned from the best - they think it's historical & unique how he moves and uses his bottom - anyone with an AID would know where he got his moves). We got to sit in on one of those. The other dog (her first session) had on a muzzle and they just played / built confidence in the other dog. They talked to the owners about good dog body language and how to recognize it. How great that you have that on your door step!
Posted 18 November 2018 - 07:10 PM
Posted 15 December 2018 - 02:33 PM
Hey psst, hey. Mom thinks we need another AID like me to balance the pack. Not saying bro Fenris is bigger than me but I'm the one walking under his belly. Cake thinks he makes a good pillow, or something. Dad still needs some convincing. Merry Christmas everyone!
Posted 16 January 2019 - 10:05 AM
Edited by Sherab, 16 January 2019 - 10:06 AM.
Posted 01 February 2019 - 09:23 AM
Posted 25 June 2019 - 01:29 PM
Today we are in the glorious Yoop once again. It is our first camping trip and we were only just able to get the camper out of the barn because mud season has run from March until …well hopefully it will end soon. In fact it rained hard just after we got the camper out, making the paddock a mud bog once again. The dogs don’t care. They have developed fins and webbed feet. So here we are in the Yoop. Back home, “down state” some guy named Noah is rounding up animals by 2’s but up here we’ve actually seen the sun. Cake and Waki are over the moon that we are camping. They are old hands at it, staying in the tent, camper or on our lot. Cake even went off lead from the screened room to the camper with out butterflying off. Guess she’s a big girl now.
After we crossed the Mackinaw bridge we stopped at a rest stop that had a stuffed 100 lb “black” Wolf (it was more coffee colored and it looked faded vs it’s photo) that was hit on the road nearby. I wanted to take a picture of Cake next to it for all the folks that ask “is she’s a wolf?’, but No Dogs allowed. Afterward we marveled at how “wee wolf” was only 15 lbs bigger than Fenris. When we first came to Michigan we read in the Great Lakes Pilot (with accompanying photograph) about the Giant wolves of yore that roared “like lions”. The “last” was shot in 1935 by some hunters from Flint. They propped it’s mouth open and mounted it on the car such that they were able to frighten some people, farm animals and a horse pulling dairy cart. Good times. Lest you think there are no such levaithans left, 7 years ago someone Up Nort somewhere posted about a 230lb wolf and was smacked down by a 280 lber taken in Minnesota.
The Yoop still has a strong French imprint on the East side but the middle north is still very Norse. You feel a shift into tales of Trolls, norther lights and mischievous magic.
Waki is part Bear Dog, ya? Last summer we had a large black bear in the neighborhood after the July 4 fireworks. So I have a sense of how the AIDs act when there’s a bear in the neighborhood. Weird. So here we are in the glorious Yoop. Home of lions, wolves and bears. My husband tells me he is planing to ride his bike Way Over Dere, No Where Near Where U Plan to Hike. Off he goes. We (Cake, Waki and I) then depart and are walking on a glorious trail through wild flowers above a crashing stream. Heavenly fragrances of hot pine needles and mats of wild flowers waft around us on the breeze. We cross a rickety bridge and the dogs alert in a funny way. Waki is jumping in the air to catch the scent. Jump Jump Jump Jump. Cake is straining. The cotton woods are shedding fluffies so hard it’s like we have an inch of snow here but I notice something with big feet has just come to drink. I can’t tell just what. The dark holes that have disturbed the white fluff are ill defined. The dogs are being even weirder. I decide to turn around. You, know there are wolves up here…and it becomes clear that something is following us on the ridge above. We keep gong and the dogs keep signaling and signaling and signaling up the hill towards the ridge. I’m watching but I can’t see what it is. I’m thinking I should have brought pepper spray. Once we get near camp it’s gone. We get back to the camper and Scott rolls up. He was following us on the ridge! Later I notices I had some black fly bites on my neck. Seems I was visited by Loki.
We missed our Memorial Day visit with Waka, Kona and Lilly due to Scott traveling to Texas Thursday and bringing home That Which Shall Not be Mentioned. No I did not get a puppy. That Which Shall Not be Mentioned brought back PSTD memories of the Terrible Camping Trip of 2012. Imagine an epic gale blowing off Gitchi Gumee. A harbor bell’s incessant tolling and Let’s Just Say that was the year we decided having a full bathroom in our own camper was a necessity because little kids, germs and shared restrooms…in other news, Cake went to fat camp. It worked well. We took off a few pounds. She was isolated from Fenris (the shepherd) who was going into the pantry, steeling crackers and feeding her on the sly.
Edited by Sherab, 25 June 2019 - 01:29 PM.
Posted 25 June 2019 - 02:26 PM
Edited by LakeGirl, 25 June 2019 - 02:33 PM.
Dan Gemeinhart, The Honest Truth
Posted 26 June 2019 - 11:38 AM
The dogs really loved the shoreline walk over by Sugarloaf. They get to swim a bit. So just what are "black flies" or black "lake flies" and what is the season? I have heard stories but we don't think we've "experienced" it. I mean there WERE flies at the lake shore and they looked like black house flies. Some were biting flies but it wasn't like the stories - "and then the cat fell over because it had too much blood taken and we found the moose had suffocated because the flies were so thick..."
Edited by Sherab, 26 June 2019 - 11:38 AM.
Posted 26 June 2019 - 12:41 PM
Dan Gemeinhart, The Honest Truth
Posted 26 June 2019 - 04:26 PM
Yes the beach is a bit shorter than it was last year but the protected side at Wetmore landing is very beachy still. Many locals out swimming in the protected waters & and dogs too. The slipper orchids are out also. We did walk part of the way along what I assume is a boot leg trail that went from the west side of Wetmore towards little Presque (near the stairs to Harlow Lake Road) along the shore line. It's very badly washed out. Much wind and wave action. In fact we quit and turned back after 1/10 mile, getting tired of climbing over felled trees or bushwhacking around collapsed sections. Thought what was ahead might be unstable. The maintained and marked trails were fine. I was surprised to see all the life preservers and warnings at what I had read was a "crossing" over to Little Presque. It was our first time on that part of the trail and I had read people wade to the island but it was very clear from the lake level that a boat or jet ski and calmer weather were a requirement.
Don't know about the M28 beach /stairs.
Edited by Sherab, 26 June 2019 - 04:29 PM.
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