Your purpose

We are still holding the sitter captive. And she continues to feed and walk us and take good care of us.  But make no mistake, we are in control.

Meanwhile my human is “slaving away” at her conference.  I DID see some photos of her on-line with a big plate of pasta and some pastries and some reference to Little Italy.  Sounds like a tough conference.  Mind you, I suppose she DOES have to eat.
In fact, she went to the Opening Session and there was some speaker who talked about finding your “purpose.”  And he showed the following video….which is about a dog… but is also about humans too.  I hope you like it!
We all know about the purpose of us dogs.  It’s to take care of you humans.  Now excuse me while I go and take care of our sitter…
Have a good one.  Peace and paws up.
Seizure free days:  63

Hostage

Attention.  We are again holding a sitter hostage.  We even made her send a note to my human saying we were “sweeties.”   I think my human was a bit suspicious because nobody has ever called US sweet before.  We made her send it to make it look like everything was going well.  But we have taken over.

If you want to see the sitter again, just leave a box of dried liver snacks by the front door.  Oh. And Einstein said some knuckle bones.  And the FG wants a new fetch toy.  Throw in some bananas as well.  
Leave the items in unmarked boxes. DO NOT call the police.  Or my human. 
Everything will be fine if you follow our instructions.  
This is not a joke.
Have a good one . Peace and paws up .
Seizure free days: 62

Gifts

Well THIS is pretty funny.  My human traveled yesterday- before her conference begins.  So after getting up in the wee hours and taking an  early flight, she arrived in her destination- Boston- at 9AM.  She checked into her hotel, got out her umbrella because it was pouring rain – and she headed out to do some shopping.  Shopping plus Boston equals a dream come true.  She envisioned some Christmas gifts and the odd gift for herself.  She was tired- but that is no deterrent to my human.  It’s a tough job, but when ya gotta shop ya gotta shop.

Four hours later, after visiting NUMEROUS stores,  what did she purchase?  Some snacks for her room.  And TOYS for US!  All those fancy designer stores, department stores and discount stores and she makes her biggest purchase at a specialty pet store.  Proper thing.  Are we lucky or WHAT?
Now the big question- do we get them as guilt gifts, or do we have to wait until Christmas?  I vote ASAP.  I guess it all depends if we behave..  
Oh the pressure.
Have a good one.  Peace and paws up.
Seizure free days: 61

The initiation

Well she left us.  In the wee hours of the morning.  We’re here all alone.  We’ve been abandoned.

JUST KIDDING!!!! I mean she DID leave us- but our amazing new friend, Char arrived last night, so we are in very good hands.
The FG was a little put out, initially when he spotted the suitcase and acted all sad.  With his tail wagging the whole time.
We didn’t quite know where we wanted to sleep.  With my human or with Char last night.   Since Char will be staying in my human’s room,  my human thought she might as well stay there last night. Well color me confused.  The FG headed for his usual spot on the bed, I started off downstairs with my human and then went to back to check out the FG.  And Mr Loyal stayed with my human.  All night.
We’ll see what we can get away with, but I’m thinking this isn’t her first rodeo.  She put some cookies in the microwave for safe keeping as soon as she came in. My human told her too much.  She’s well prepared….
And although she has dog sat for LOTS of dogs… she has never sat for a PON or a Picard…we are her initiation.  Pray for her.
Have a good one. Peace and paws up.
Seizure free days: 60!!!!!

Wind war

When it comes to weather, there is nothing worse (for the PONs in this house anyway) than a rainy day.  But yesterday my human thought she experienced one of THE worst weather days ever – and there was no rain.  Or snow.  Or ice.  But at 6AM,  before the sun was up, she walked us canines in what SHE thought was the worst WIND ever. 

What’s so bad about wind you are probably wondering? First off, at the best of times, when the wind is calm, she is constantly juggling us two PONs to keep us from peeing on one another. If she had a dollar for every time she said “Hey – don’t pee on his head,” she would be a rich woman. I mean R-I-C-H.  The other day we stood on opposite sides of a stick coming out of the ground and lifted our legs to pee, effectively showering each other from the opposite direction.  “Aggghhhhhhhhhhh” she shouted.  Thank goodness for waterless shampoo.
But yesterday we didn’t even need to pee on each other.  With the gale force wind, we were peeing on ourselves.  Lovely.  Actually, we don’t  care.  But she does.  
Then holding onto the poop bag and attempting to tie it was another challenge.  She’s holding onto two leashes, her gloves and a poop bag that is flopping in the wind.  With the contents.  Oh and I should mention that she is keeping her head down, because the hat (which SHE thinks is fashionable) has a brim, and she was SURE the wind was going to take it while she was poop bag wrangling.  As we walked down the road to go back home, she couldn’t lift her head to see where we were.  She didn’t even CARE if a car came along.  She figured it would either go around us or put her out of her misery.  
Taking the FG out on his own was a bit easier because she didn’t have two leashes to handle.  Still – the self-showering problem still existed.  Not to mention that taking the FG out in the wind is like adding gasoline to a fire.  He goes extra crazy.
By the time she got back from that walk she was frozen and ready for a nap.  And it was just 7AM.
She spent the day cleaning yesterday.  Which can only mean one thing.  Company.  I’m guessing the sitter becaus although she TRIED to hide the suitcase, we all saw it.  Packing in the bathroom is a bit of overkill really…
If it’s the sitter who interviewed us a few weeks ago, this is going to be FUN.  Although….she IS pretty smart when it comes to dogs.  So I’m not sure we will get away with much.  But you KNOW we will try…
Have a good one.  Peace and paws up.
Seizure free days:  59

Remembrance Day

Well WHAT was I thinking about yesterday?!  Clearly in my struggle to not rant,  I became so confused with what I was saying that I had some very strange sentences in my blog!  And no- I was not drinking. We dogs are not allowed to drink! Although my post was so poorly written it looked as if I was suffering from a “too many treats” hangover!  Luckily my human caught the errors fairly early.  My apologies to readers who read the early agrammatical version!

Yesterday it poured rain here.  I mean POURED. A PON nightmare. My human had to drag us out the door.  Luckily, we made our deposits VERY quickly.  And then we lounged around most of the day.
Today is a very special day to salute Veterans.  And canine veterans as well.  I’m not referring to veteran dogs over the age of 7 in North America – I’m referring to those canines who have served in the military beside our human colleagues.  I actually went back to read my blogs from previous November 11 postings and, well, I think I said it pretty well in the past – so the blog from last year is probably worthy of a re-read.  And I don’t see any grammatical or spelling errors….

https://viktorsviews.blogspot.com/2017/11/remembrance.html?m=0

Today take a moment to honor those who have served.  My human remembers when she was in High School and students had to create a poster to honor Veterans.  She doesn’t have the poster (which is a miracle given that she is a pack rat and has everything ELSE she ever drew) but she still remembers the motto that her very wise father suggested:  “Those who serve deserve.  Honor a Vet.”  Those words seem very appropriate today…
Have a good one.  PEACE and paws up.
Seizure free days: 58

I will not rant.

OK.  So I was going to write a rant today.  About the crazy animal rights people who basically believe that people should have no right to own dogs AT ALL.  They do everything they can to badmouth purbred dogs and try desperately to make the public believe that buying a purebred dog is NOT a good thing.  Their message:  You should adopt a rescue.  And make sure it is spayed and neutered.  And while anyone who reads my blog knows that I am NOT against adoption – you also need to FULLY understand the REAL reason behind the animal rights groups’ support for shelter dogs and spaying and neutering.  If people KEEP doing this – and do NOT support breeding of any kind – guess what will eventually happen.  There WILL BE NO DOGS.   Purebred or otherwise.  THAT is their mission.  THAT IS THEIR MISSION.  Did I mention, that is their mission?!  Sure – it appears that they want to help dogs.   But there is a long-term goal here – NO animals as petsREAD CAREFULLY the websites of these “helpful” groups… PETA, HSUS….

Yes.  I was going to rant about the topic.  But I decided to talk about something lighter…

On this day in 1969, the children’s television show,  Sesame Street, made it’s premiere.  (How’s THAT for a change in topic?) Now most people know the characters Ernie and Bert and Cookie Monster and Oscar the Grouch- but the show ALSO had a famous dog, who first appeared in 1978/1979 – Barkley.  And if you ask me – he is PON-like. They say in some sources that he is like an Old English Sheepdog.  They just don’t know PONs.   When he first appeared he was apparently called Woof Woof.  I prefer Barkely.  Here’s a cute video….and I have a feeling that humans can relate to this – whether they are owned by a PON – or any other breed!

I’ll end with this video – but keep in mind – there are some who think humans have no “right” to own a dog – who would not see humor in this video….  We need to be vigilant….

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FzdUcZMd2pA

Have a good one.  Peace and paws up.
Seizure free days: 57

The toenail of the penguin

There is a new mystery in our house. Who chewed the penguin’s toenail? Yes.  The penguin’s toenail.

For those who don’t know our household well, we are not the only animals living here.  There is a beaver, a turkey, a loon, two geese, several ducks, two deer, many bears, multiple dogs, fish, rabbits, a heron, assorted other birds, at least one turtle, a puffin and a penguin.  Really.  We have our own zoo.

Luckily though, this menagerie does not need feeding.   They are all made of wood.  They are folk art.

Folk art is essentially art that is created by untrained individuals.  The artists didn’t go to school to learn  how to paint or draw, or carve things – they learned to do it themselves.  Sometimes is it pretty primitive. And most folk artists don’t intitally start out thinking that this is going to be a way to earn money – they do it purely for their own enjoyment – or maybe to give as a gift to another.  Nova Scotia has a LONG history of folk art.  I wrote about one of our most famous folk artists in another blog.
https://viktorsviews.blogspot.com/2017/05/a-lesson-from-maud.html

But in addition to Maud, there are plenty of people who still make folk art.  Many of the early folk artists were woodsmen, and fishermen – who looked for things to occupy their time in the off season.

While my human initially thought folk art was too primitive for her liking, she learned over time to appreciate the thought, craft and HUMOR behind many of the works.  And she appreciated the backgrounds on the artists – who did the art “just because.”   Years ago, she worked for fun at a folk art gallery.  This was while she also had her current job. She did it because she enjoyed the colorful, unique art – but also because she learned the stories of the people behind the art.

She enjoyed meeting the artists and working at the store.  Oh.  And did I mention she was PAID in folk art.  Hence the zoo.

After we endured the painting of the kitchen and dining room back in August, my human decided to “move things around” and “redecorate”.  The moving scheme included taking a large,  over two-foot tall penguin, and place him in the dining room.  From his previous location in the laundry room.  Yes.  There are animals everywhere.

The interesting thing about this penguin – he has long toenails.  Orange and yellow toenails. Made of wood of course.

When Mr P was moved to the dining room, we all sized him up.  My human threatened that if anyone lifted a leg to pee on him, we would live the rest of our days in the laundry room.  Not that we pee IN the house – but you know us boys and “new” things – gotta mark them as our own.  Anyway, no one peed on the penguin.

However, about a week ago, my human noticed that one of the penguin’s toenails was on the floor next to him.  She wondered how that happened.  And then she noticed the FG sniffing it.  And he was about to pick it up when she shouted “NOOOOOO.”  He left it alone.

Fast forward (finally!) to Wednesday.  My human came home from work and checked the condition of the chair wall still lining the edges of the dining room carpet.  It always looks like there has been a brawl when you come in – with all the chairs lying on their sides.  Anyway, that’s when she spotted it.  The remains of the toenail.  The yellow part was gone, but about 3/4 of the orange part remained.  But WHO was the culprit? The obvious suspect was the FG.  But it REALLY COULD have been any of us.  So she turned to the snitch.  Big Brother.  And saints preserve us – that’s when she realized Big Brother had not been reset after the new internet was installed.  It wasn’t working.  No video evidence.  Phew.

She had to find some paint to touch up the shortened toenail.  In the process, the tube of paint opened at the wrong end, resulting in a blob of yellow paint on my human and on the table.  She just sighed.  Sure she did.  I believe I heard some rather colorful words coming from the garage.

In the meantime, the other toenails have been removed.  She’ll leave them off for a while in the hopes that whoever did it will not remember when they are again put back in.  How crazy its THAT.  Like WE will forget something. Does she never learn?

So that’s the penguin toenail story.  Just what you were expecting, no doubt.  I’m thinking we could probably start our own folk art.  After all, each of us is good with wood.  Just give us some paint.  Now wouldn’t THAT be fun?  While my human is at work…

Have a good one.  Peace and paws up.
Seizure free days: 56

X-rays

According to the crazy calendar,  November 8 is X-ray day.  It marks the day in 1895, when a German physicist by the name of Wilhelm Röntgen produced the first X-rays.

And the topic made me think.   I wonder how many people out there who own dogs as pets, know that if you are getting your dog from a reputable breeder, that breeder will have performed certain health tests on the breeding dogs.  They do these tests to make the best attempt at producing healthy, long-lived dogs.  Different breeds can have different health challenges.   For example, some breeds may be prone to hip dysplasia.  So the last thing you want to do is to breed dogs who HAVE dysplasia. To check for this orthopedic condition, breeders do X-rays and then have them evaluated.   They submit them to a database that will provide the information to others.  One site is the OFA – or the Orthopedic Foundation for Animals.  The OFA has been around for over 50 years – and was started initially to  provide information just about hip dysplasia.  X-rays are sent to the OFA and as I understand it, three radiologists rate the hips – as  Fair, Good, Excellent, Borderline or Mild, Moderate or Severe Dysplasia. Today, the OFA site also stores information about other medical conditions may affect a dogs’ health including diseases of the eyes, elbows, thyroid and heart.

As an educated consumer – you should look at the health issues that could be prominent in your breed.  Check it out on the OFA site – there is a wealth of info there.  https://www.ofa.org/   IF a breeder is NOT doing clearances, keep in mind that you COULD be getting a dog who is more likely to have problems. 

NOW – you also need to keep in mind that even WITH all the correct clearances and health testing, stuff happens.  It’s nature.  Which humans cannot control.  They can make the best choices and that’s the best they can do.  And it’s importanat to know that your have started with healthy parents.

The more information that a breeder has about a dog, and their offspring, the more they have a good picture of their breeding program success.  Databases are good – but only as good as the information that is there!  Sometimes people do not submit data or allow their info to be public.   I’m not sure how that helps a breed….

It would be fabulous if breeders had data on ALL their puppies – but let’s face it, most pet owners don’t want to pay the price of finding out if their dog has an asymptomatic problem if there is no intent to ever breed or use that dog as a stud for breeding.   In an IDEAL world, breeders would charge extra for puppies – and would then provide a REBATE equivalent to the cost of the testing if it is done.   That way the breeder would have information about the health of ALL the puppies produced .  But it requires a fair bit of work to coordinate – so I haven’t seen anyone using this practice routinely.

Frodo had his hips X-rayed and evaluated and they were excellent.  And I know why.  First off he had good parents.  But another reason – it’s from all that countersurfing- it strengthens the hip muscles.  That’s MY take on it – so humans should not try to prevent us from countersurfing.  It’s good for us.  His X-rays are proof.  Suuuuuuuuure they are…..

Have an illuminating day.  Peace and paws up.
Seizure free days: 55

My collection

More material for my collection.  A good friend suggested we are going to need to build a structure just to house my collection.  Yup – I’m heading for the Guinness Book.  Biggest poop bag collection.

As you know, we got poop bags from my human’s sister.  And the neighbor. And my human found a stash. And countless people offered to send them.  Local folks also texted my human about where they spotted supplies.   And now 150 bags arrived in the mail from an old friend who must have read about our plight. I think the count must be over a thousand now.  I should honestly start a lottery.  People should guess the date when we will run out.  And the prize…..hmmmmm….it can’t be poop bags, we’ll be all out.  OK.  A pawtographed photo of me.  And my brothers.  AND a box of treats. Unopened.  Maybe.
Meanwhile my human is unbelievably happy with our new internet service. It is 100000 times faster than our old service. It will cut our blog writing time down greatly.  It used to take FOREVER to upload photos. Now- click bing it’s DONE.  She could have hugged the technician who came to install it.  She told the technician about my blog.  As I was sequestered on the deck putting olfactory art all over the deck door.  You can tell when people are not dog people. He just looked at me.  And didn’t say a word.  Still – he was happy my human was SOOOOOO overjoyed.  He has probably never seen a person so happy about the internet.  Nor has he probably ever seen a dog who writes a blog….
Well it’s hump day.  AND …..12 more Wednesdays left.  Something BIG is coming.  In 12 Wednesdays.  But FIRST – we have Christmas.   What’s the deadline for my list to Santa?   Time to start looking through the Canine Wish Book…
Have a good one. Peace and paws up.
Seizure free days: 54