tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31206124644382410572024-03-19T03:00:08.483-07:00Paws For IndependencePuppy Raising a future super-star Service Dog with compassion and joy.Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.comBlogger378125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-15816174199339212192015-07-02T17:41:00.001-07:002015-07-03T07:00:22.360-07:00Buchanan ... CannonHe was born Buchanan in February 2014 in Northern California. He traveled by plane to our region at 8 weeks of age to join the Puppies in Program at a military correctional facility under the direction of our contract trainer for Canine Companions for Independence and two very well versed women staffed at the correctional facility. They shortened his name to Cannon and his growing up months began.<br />
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We are enjoying a change in our volunteer role. Rather than being a full-time Puppy Raiser, I am involved as our Chapter Secretary, and as a family we continue to help with Puppy Raising by being a Puppy Sitter. We know what it feels like to have a puppy underfoot without a break; it feels like having a toddler underfoot with no date-night escape. Sometimes, puppies (like toddlers) needs to venture off to their Cousins for days of focus and fun, so the Puppy Raiser (like parents) can regroup with an adult status in this world.<br />
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But the military correctional facility is just a touch different than Puppy Sitting other puppies ... the Puppy Raisers might enjoy their break from the puppy, but the Puppy is <i>in more need</i> of a break from the routine of the facility. While their command work skills are sharp and spot-on, they need the social side of the world. Learning to walk through a park on a loose leash despite other dogs roaming and geese flying, and they need to learn to walk through the bread aisle at the grocery store without talking a close sniff ... they just need to see the world.<br />
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We enjoyed having Cannon for the last eight nights. We didn't really know much about him, never really seeing him enough at chapter outings or classes to know what his personality or work ethics were like. So it was fun to have a complete "stranger dog" among our family.<br />
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It has been reaching 90-degrees daily for the entire time Cannon has been with us and we are not used to that high of temperature. It is the hottest June in the history record books for our area, by about 20+ degrees. The need for Air Conditioning in houses is rare, and so we are among the majority company in doing the cooling off the old fashioned way, open windows and fans. I like to think that if nothing else, Cannon had a taste of what it will be like to live in California during college. If he can survive the worst of it here, he will shine in the heat of Santa Rosa. And Cannon did great.<br />
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Throughout our days we went to the parks and trails that meander through our zip code. Because of the sunshine, we opted for early morning walks and it was perfect. It set our day out right by getting in our exercise so that the rest of the day, no matter the plans, he was ready to focus. Although, the more I got to know Cannon, the more I found out that he is one mellow fellow. He didn't need to be "worn out" in order to focus, but all dogs need exercise, so I am happy that was consistent to his routine.<br />
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We ventured to stores for the Air Conditioning perk and he walked by our side without sniffing, pulling, or lagging behind. He was our happy partner as we shopped for cold items like ice cream and ice tea and ice lattes and ice water ... and ice cream.<br />
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Other adventures took us to an elementary aged musical in the heat of the evening because my daughter was one of the camp counselors of the week long event. Cannon settled in next to my chair and didn't move, despite the swarm of kids that came to say hello. In fact, during the performance a sweet little toddler came close to Cannon, but without touching him (he listened to his mom) he laid down on his belly to face Cannon's face ... and they stared at each other for many minutes, both bodies not moving, only their eyebrows showed their mutual love interest in "What are you doing?!?" Cannon is amazing with children!!<br />
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We had a Chapter Meeting that lasted many hours, and Cannon did a great job relaxing under our chairs and around other Puppies in Program. He is a mellow big boy that was never phased during our time together. He is a very happy puppy with a wiggly butt whenever someone shows him attention, but he does not solicit and does not go overboard (no excitable greetings). It was easy to take him places; like shopping at the big indoor mall for additional summer clothes for my daughter, and a sushi restaurant where he laid at our feet under the table and received "Ohhh, look!" from patrons when we left (a great sign they didn't know he had been hanging out), and of course to Starbucks to enjoy time with extended family. <br />
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Cannon experienced a Thunder and Lightening storm in the middle of the night, and passed. Cannon played with our Beagle, who is not a big dog fan, and he passed. We went to church and he slept during the entire service with flying colors. We visited my parent's house and we let him run and catch Frisbee's in their acre fenced yard, and he enjoyed that with a sideways tongue hanging out. We laid quietly for my Summer Piano Lessons where students came and went with piano music playing in between without fuss or disapproving expression.<br />
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A boring week? Not at all, Cannon was just so solid. The finale was a huge gather of thousands of people at a "Take Your Kid To Work Day" at a large Fortune 500 company in our area - hundreds of little hands pet Cannon and other Puppies in Program under the shade of the tent in the warm heat and ALL the puppies were rock stars. I was overwhelmed at the volume of people to start, but Cannon held steady throughout.<br />
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So proud.<br />
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<i>Cannon, </i><br />
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<i>You have a gentleness to you that can not be beat. Your tail wag says you are so happy to be with humans, and your eyes soften when you see the ones you like the best. Your confident nature in allowing time away from humans is a good attribute (you are ok with staying on the cool hardwood floor even if the rest of the family was in a carpeted room). Because of these attributes I am hopeful that you will shine solo in college. You will love the attention from your Trainer and volunteers, you will be able to handle alone time when it isn't your time to work, and you will snuggle with your roommate when it's time to go to sleep at night because you are just so good with your peer group!</i><br />
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<i>Your skills are solid in knowing all your commands and using them while in distracting, public areas. I have no doubt that the staff in College will be impressed with your knowledge and ability to work. You certainly know your Puppy Stuff. Nice job! </i><br />
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<i>So really it will come down to you. Do you want to Graduate and work? I hope so. I think that you have a lot to offer a person or groups of people because of your strong character of wisdom, confidence, alongside your gentle, mellow side which makes you easily blendable into any given situation. I hope I see you in a Blue Vest and hear your Graduate Story. I hope you thrive and live fully ... I believe in you. </i><br />
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<i>And should you choose another path - it still applies, you will change a life for the better. You are just that amazing. Thank you for making our week together so easy, happy, and memorable. </i><br />
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<i>Your Puppy Sitter</i>Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-35325737442677155252015-06-03T20:12:00.000-07:002015-06-03T20:16:54.456-07:00Kolby, the Service Dog I said I was going to return to the blog to write the story that happened before the finale. Where do I end the journey of a dog that leaped so far into our hearts that it is hard to say a proper goodbye. I am more than confident that Kolby has found his true love, and I am not sitting here stewing over anything about his new life. He is more than loved, cared for, and able to work for his Forever Person. That brings me great peace.<br />
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And maybe that's it - there is no grand finale because it is just so perfect. Life seems to have taken off at full speed for Kolby and he is thriving. It is what he was meant to do in this world.<br />
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When we met Kolby at the Canine Companions Van on Graduation Day, I had previously overheard during lunch from his trainer that the Graduate Dogs had a long run and play time in the private play yard on campus. They were worn out. The final "party" of college life. So when we arrived to take Mister, he was a bit groggy and slow to come-to ... he didn't bound off the back of the van in a soaring leap. But when his nose finally kicked in, he was all loves with exclamation tail wags and his face burrowed deep into our sides to get as close as possible.<br />
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Kolby was back.<br />
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We took the time in private behind the graduation building to get all our photos with him. We talked to him and just watched him watch us. It was one of those moments that you dream about as you are raising a puppy and imagining the future life for your puppy. And once you are in the real life moment of the conclusion, you just pray time stands still and you can truly soak it in. With no distractions, we really were able to soak it in, and it was better than I had dreamed.<br />
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There is something amazing that transpires when you are a Puppy Raiser. When you snuggle in close to your puppy at Matriculation to say that final "Goodbye" to all the life experiences you found together, the closure of Puppy Raising your puppy, the end to knowing this puppy on a daily, responsible basis; tears fall from deep in your heart and it's hard to wrap your head around the thought that there might be something greater for your puppy. Something greater than you caring for and living with your super star.<br />
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And then months pass and every day you think of your puppy but the memories fade just a touch. You forget the feel of your puppy's fur, the cute little antics of a head tilt at just the right moment, the mopey-sleepy side when it's time for bed late at night and you have to do everything in your power to get your puppy off from snuggling your feet for one last Hurry break before bedtime. You forget the daily.<br />
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Reunited. You would think that the reunion would feel like two puzzle pieces that snap together in an instant and all the daily routine of your puppy will flood back. But like my first experience with Haddie, the second experience with Kolby was just the same. You have the memories but you don't sense that the puppy is yours anymore. The tie and connection has profoundly separated and you are left with love. Pure love.<br />
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Love that you know the person and family your puppy has fallen in love with ... Love that you helped get your puppy to this part in life ... Love that you don't have to have your puppy be the focal any longer ... Love that you have allowed yourself to grow and let go ... Love that you want your puppy to thrive. Simple, Love.<br />
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On Graduation Day we felt the love for our Puppy, and the great respect and joy that our Puppy is now the proud Service Dog for Karen.<br />
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My first memory of Kolby he was 5 weeks old. My two kiddos were playing with his siblings and my husband was chatting with our Breeder Caretaker. I had Kolby off to the side in a cradle in my lap and I was starring into his eyes and I bent close to whisper, <i>"You could be a Graduate. You could be the one, Kolby. You."</i><br />
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And here we are - Kolby the Service Dog.<br />
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Amen!<br />
<br />Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-83386852018781581712015-05-17T19:25:00.000-07:002015-05-17T19:26:25.909-07:00PerfectionWe have returned and we are all walking on Cloud 9. However, there are few words right now as I try to grasp the impact of what just happened to all of our lives. There is something magnetic, sacred, protected in letting go after you have raised a puppy. Some things you can share because the words come easily. Other things are too raw and not very explainable, and my fellow Puppy Raisers will understand.<br />
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The depth that you just completed something totally incredible, something beyond self, for an experience that changed your life so profoundly - those are the emotions that can't be written easily or explained adequately. It is simply one of the best feelings ever felt. </div>
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So I will start at the ending point and work backwards in the upcoming days and weeks to complete this chapter of Kolby's Puppy Raising. </div>
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The photos need no explanation. The set-up is a time line of the moment when we lovingly and proudly handed Kolby's leash to his Forever. A beautiful match. We are very blessed and grateful. </div>
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It is clear there is a connection and deep love in this exceptional team. I cherish these photos, and I am so happy that our friend grabbed our camera and got up close to the stage to capture this incredible moment. Friday was amazing. Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-28479487366834487022015-05-12T21:34:00.001-07:002015-05-12T21:34:18.975-07:00final match Kolby did it!!<br />
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Kolby flew confident and solo in college, and proved to be made of the very best characteristics that fit perfectly for his Forever Person.<br />
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I returned home from work to a husband that worked from home - and one who had instructions to not touch the house phone, even if a 707-call came in, because I had a streak going of getting the call on my answering machine or in person.<br />
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My sweet husband assured me that the phone had not rung all day, and so I went about my business getting laundry done and other household items. I was about ready to walk out the door at 1:55 to pick up my son from school when the phone rang with our final match answer from area code 707.<br />
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Our puppy program manager shared the good news that Kolby "had made a final and official match". I was beaming. The Puppy Raising road had come to an end, the long awaited moment had finally reached our household, we are finally California Bound to meet Kolby's Person and to see Kolby again.<br />
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I immediately shared the news with my husband, and sent the text messages that my kids had requested - and then I just reflected on the moment for 90-minutes being silent from others. Thinking about the journey of Puppy Raising, of Kolby, of California, specific news about our Graduate ... it was peaceful. And I so appreciated that I felt that urge to just remain quite. To soak it in.<br />
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I am one thankful, blessed, and proud Puppy Raiser. Kolby joined our family, changed each of us, and has found his way to helping one very special woman. He will leave Campus this weekend and walk confidently into his new home, new city, new environment, representing Canine Companions as a Service Dog.<br />
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And I am so happy.Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-7383068631082000532015-05-07T08:50:00.001-07:002015-05-07T08:50:20.633-07:00The AnswerAfter nine months in college ...<br />
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Yesterday was the day we had planned to hear the phone ring from area code 707 with Pre-Match phone calls. Usually the calls are placed in the morning, so I was expecting after a very busy morning at work where time cruised that I would come home to find my voice mail light blinking. But I did not.<br />
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Then time then stood still from 12:20 to 2:45. My Canine Companions family was amazing, I had text messages coming in from all over the country asking "have you heard yet?" because, like me, we all expected a phone call by Noon.<br />
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It continued, I had time to leave the house to get my son from school, and still no call. I had even called our Puppy Program Manager at 2:30p but only received a ringing phone into voice mail. I didn't leave a message, but as I was reaching for the phone to call his Assistant, my phone rang at 2:45. I got to see the area code 707 that I had been waiting for (I had always been away when previous pre-match calls about Kolby had come to the house).<br />
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After extra hours of waiting for that call, I will admit that I went through the sheer excitement phase to sinking really deep that bad news was coming our way. My heart was pounding when I heard our Puppy Program Manager announce that Kolby had made a pre-match. And it was nice that he knew this had been a long wait with multiple "bad news" calls of no matches on previous calls ... because he was very happy sounding and slowed his words like a drum roll. He made it everything that it needed to be.<br />
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So - now we wait until the next call that says Kolby's match is a forever fit. That should come anytime between now and Monday, but I won't be sitting by the phone waiting. Now I can relax and enjoy every moment of this next week. I know the time will fly so fast and I want to be sure to soak in every moment of gathering our Graduate's Gift, packing, and heading out of town.<br />
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<i>KOLBY - we are so proud of you. Everyone in your puppy family is beaming and celebrating that you have found your person. We pray you are happy and in love with the excitement of your new adventure. Keep working hard, be yourself, and we will see you soon. </i>Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-86295557345448163292015-04-30T19:19:00.002-07:002015-04-30T19:19:39.001-07:00Final Report Card? Maybe the report card I received today will be Kolby's last? Maybe? There isn't much to say as the report card was strong in all the right boxes and had this comment to share: <div>
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<i>Kolby went on several field trips this last month, including to the outlet mall and the farmers market. He has continued to progress and generalize his command in new ways. He can now push the dishwasher closed. Kolby rotated through the side placement this month. Although he did very well, he did not make a match. I am looking forward to seeing him go through the May team training. </i></div>
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I want so badly for his Forever Person to show on campus, to look at him and melt, and say, <i>"This is my dog."</i> I want them to fall in love with everything we know about Kolby and everything we don't know about Kolby that only they will know. I want his person to take lots of photos and beam with pride that Kolby was chosen specifically for them. I want to know their name and story and say, <i>"Of course, the wait was all for this, and this is perfect." </i></div>
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<i><b>Love you, Kolby. The wait has been long, but the excitement of Team Training never fades. Keep being yourself. xxoo</b></i></div>
Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-29332131943422022872015-04-25T15:53:00.001-07:002015-04-25T15:53:31.293-07:00Groundhog Day Waiting for Kolby to decide to Graduate is like waiting for Punxsatawney Phil to see his shadow on Groundhog Day. This was the answer to the question, <i>"Did Kolby make an April Side Placement Match?"</i><br />
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Since the answer is No, we have three more weeks of college learning before we spring into the next Team Training Session. In the meantime, his Graduate Gift is waiting on my dinning room table, our nice clothes have been chosen, and we are keeping busy while we continue to wait for <i>the call</i> that says we can hop in the car and make a road trek to Santa Rosa.<br />
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The good news of this past week was that Kolby's sister, Kashi, did find her perfect match. She Graduated last night as a Service Dog to a young gentleman who is over the moon excited to have Kashi in his life. Seeing the videos and photos from my sweet friend (Kashi's Puppy Raiser) last night and this morning reminds me that the perfect match <i>always</i> finds itself in the wait. And Kashi looks stunning in Blue.<br />
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We had the privilege of meeting Kashi and her Puppy Raiser when the siblings were only 5 weeks old at the Breeder Caretakers house in February 2013. It was such an amazing morning and we continued to keep in touch daily, weekly, monthly throughout their Puppy Raising adventure; even though we raised them two states away. We spent our last evening together back at their Breeder Caretaker's house before we sent them off to college in August 2014.<br />
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Kashi and Kolby worked hard together in college, and while it was our plan to have them Graduate and leave college on the same day, I am ecstatic that Kashi found her Forever. It just spreads out the love into different weeks and that makes it feel just right.<br />
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<i>Kolby - you may be the only one left from the August Turn In, but you have certainly not been forgotten. Everyone says that you know who your perfect person is, and you are just waiting so patiently for that someone to come to campus. I often think what that person is thinking; is he/she wondering about you, wondering if you are male or female, black or yellow, what personality you will have, what special thing he/she will fall in love with first about you ... I can't wait to see who this person is. I can't wait to see you with that person, and know that it is the final answer. </i><br />
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<i>Stay true, stay strong, and I'll see you soon. </i><br />
<i>xoxo</i>Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-19202383095472230312015-04-11T08:31:00.000-07:002015-04-11T08:31:02.758-07:00Dear Phantom We are so thankful that you were able to spend the week with us. You have no idea how much that helped all of us as we continue the wait for Kolby's decision. I really didn't know if I would find any resemblance between you and Kolby (having the same dad), but I was happy that I did. The bond seemed immediate as a result, which made the week so fantastic.<br />
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There is something about your eyes that I feel the connection with Kolby. I know you are a different color, a different build, but your actual eye and eyebrows are so deep with expression, drawing your Handler to your soul. It is magnetic. Your Puppy Raiser, I am sure, knows what I am referring to. Unexplainable, but real - something both you and Kolby have. </div>
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My biggest happy take-away is your ability to light up a room when you are given a stuffed toy. Your Puppy Raiser said she calls it "Chewy Chewy" and so we did (and if we didn't understand that correctly - we still found it to work) ... and when you carry it SO PROUDLY around the perimeter of the room, showing all in sight, you vocalize in that perfect Golden way. It is not a growl, but a true bliss, deep voice that says, "I am proud of me!!" It is adorable and my favorite. Oh, how you adore your stuffed toys and care for them so gently. </div>
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I also like how you can give out the loudest Sigh. You are such a mellow fellow that your Sigh just adds to the drama. I can't help but smile. For example, during our sleepless night in the hotel, you were perfectly lightly snoring away and then you'd SIGH. The deepest sigh ever. And I would laugh - like, really?? You are out, I'm the one awake, but <i>you</i> are the one sighing as if this is the hardest night of your life. </div>
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Or you'd be asked to Down while I was busy doing this or that, and eventually you would Sigh as if to say, "Helllloooo, are we done yet!?" .. but Hellloooo, right back at 'ya, Phantom ... you are sooooo mellow, where are you off to in a hurry anyway!?! HA!! </div>
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Your sweet side is contagious. I am sure you are deserving of every single spoiling that you receive with your big brown eyes that melt all who meet you, the way you sit with a slight lean against your Handler for love, and the way you walk at the same pace with not even an inch in the lead. You are the perfect example of a puppy who is not phased by any environment and is there to be your Handler's top dog. </div>
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I loved how you chose to follow me, step by step no matter where I went in our house - you were right there. The house could be crowded like Easter, or in a small hotel room, and you continued to follow me everywhere, right by my side, not pushy, not clingy, just there. I loved the attention just as much as you loved the attention. </div>
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<i>Phantom - I wish you all the best that your next adventure has to offer you. There will be lots of new things to explore and learn, and if you hang tight to your solid confidence and ability to work hard, you will thrive. I pray that you find your niche and that you are so happy on campus. You will make your match, whether a Graduate or COC, very happy and they will be the luckiest person to call you their own. I will always remember you as the puppy that was the perfect fit to bring us joy, smiles, and fun as we worked adventures with you, and cuddled and loved you for nine days. You are truly the best of the best. </i></div>
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Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-38861143830702372692015-04-10T21:05:00.000-07:002015-04-10T21:05:05.493-07:00Mini Break A tiny, mini-Spring Break vacation took us to a campus tour of a potential university that is on the "maybe" list for my daughter's future. It was a beautiful day; full of sunshine and blue sky. Phantom was a great road trek'er hanging out in the back with our luggage and waiting to get out when we arrived at our destination.<br />
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I didn't tell the campus that we were coming with a Puppy in Program, and it all worked out. It is always amazing when the puppies blend into a crowd as if they were not even there. Many spied him with a smile, but only about three the entire day asked to pet him. It made for great training as he weaved in and out without having to stop to socialize. He was really working.<br />
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The evening brought us to a hotel where he apparently had had a long day because within five minutes he was crashed on the floor in this chosen location. I love how he used his stuffed toy as his chin's pillow. And then that slowly fell away and he rested his lips on his feet. So adorable.<br />
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We had dinner out and then took a drive on a beautiful road high along the waterfront. I could have stayed much longer but we were all tired and just wanted to return to the hotel to do nothing. We have had a few busy months stacked and it felt good to simply relax.<br />
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We didn't bring a kennel for Phantom knowing that we would invite him to sleep on a bed with us. My son prefers his own space, so he was kind enough to agree that Phantom could bunk with me and my girl. That was fun. We hardly slept all night - and not so much because of Phantom (although he did have his rounds of chasing something in his dream; that was entertaining. HA!), but more because the hotel was rather noisy. Phantom, typical boy, slept right through all of it just like our two-footed boys. But the puppy snuggles made the loudness more tolerable, because who can really get bugged by anything when an adorable, snugly puppy is by your side?<br />
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Morning took us back home by way of Tulip Fields. It was so windy and very cold, but we mustered through with lots of laughs and we had a good time. At least it wasn't raining, that came later in the day.<br />
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Phantom is leaving us in the morning to return home. So my son and I took him to the U-Wash Dog Spa this evening. There is no sense returning a puppy that smells of a weeks-worth of adventures with Tulip Dirt mixed in, when I have a son who loves the U-Wash Dog Spa. He does a great job and all I have to do is drive, and take the photos.<br />
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Thanks for hanging with us, Phantom!! You were an exceptional puppy guest.Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-87593526452869571252015-04-08T21:18:00.002-07:002015-04-08T21:20:30.968-07:00PlaydateMy daughter had a chance to do a photo shoot of a new puppy in our Chapter. She jumped at the chance before we took Phantom to our Chapter puppy class. This is Mushu with her roommate, Change of Career Tillman, who was medically released from the program two summers ago. Tillman would have made a fabulous Assistance Dog, but he is living the life of a fabulous Puppy Raiser's Helper and as a well-loved Therapy Dog.<br />
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It was so fun to see Phantom interact with a tiny puppy. He did a good job and found that puppy teeth are sharp. He could have stuck up for himself a few times, but he was a guest and gentleman and let Mushu carry on. But in all fairness, she was <i>really</i> good too and only had her rambunctious moments occasionally, which is expected for a puppy of only 12 weeks old.<br />
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What Phantom is unaware of is that his Puppy Raisers picked up their next puppy today from the airport. So when he goes back home, he will meet the newest pup on the block. His name is Alex and he's so adorable!!<br />
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Puppy Class was great. We worked on appropriate play as demonstrated by our Puppy Program Manager at our Region's Workshop a few weeks ago. The good news was that Phantom was one of the Senior Dogs in class, and because he is just an amazing rock star, he was able to handle every step we took to build up the success of the assignment. Phantom was called out numerous times by our Contract Trainer for being able to stay focused on his Handler even while he was busy doing something else. In addition, he rarely even found something else to do as he opted to hang close to me even though he was off leash and free to wander like all the other dogs in class who were also off leash.<br />
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Phantom has been so much fun. I am so proud of all the hard work, attention, and dedication that his Raisers have given him. I am so excited to see where he decides to take his next journey.<br />
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Tomorrow - we are going on a two day adventure. So come back Friday evening to see where we have been. I promise it is 1) not out of the country, and 2) not to California. Phantom is ready for the adventure, he has packed his bone and chewy-chewy and is ready to check out in the morning.Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-38028470824307355852015-04-07T16:34:00.001-07:002015-04-07T17:47:18.765-07:00A Flying Adventure We took Phantom to the Toyota Dealership to have my car get it's regular service checkup. We spent about thirty minutes in the customer service waiting area where Phantom was stared at by a gentleman who decided he needed to sit right. next. to. us. no matter that there were 25 other seats to choose from around the room.<br />
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I honestly wouldn't have minded it so much if the gentleman didn't make it so obvious to his lack of personal space. He never talked to me, didn't even look at me, he was fixated on Phantom. And well, Phantom felt the strangeness of it all too, and chose to turn his head the opposite direction and fell asleep.<br />
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Once that new experience was over, we left for the city to enjoy one of our favorite Museums and our favorite park. When we first arrived we parked next to the airport landing and we were lucky enough to have a plane land right when we were getting out of the car. Phantom saw it, heard it, and thought it was pretty neat too. Although his version of "pretty neat" is perking his ears and then looking at his Handler, rather than jumping up and down and getting excited.<br />
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One of the neat things about Puppy Sitting is that you don't really know what is new to the puppy and what is not. So you just consider <i>everything</i> is new to the puppy and you spy the pup's reaction to get a clue. From the reactions of Phantom today, I'd say he's been around the world a few times to every location possible. Everything seemed like he had experienced it before.<br />
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The trucks and cars passing under him were no-big deal, so we kept going to the Space Center where we decided to leave this planet and take a spin into Space.<br />
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That last picture I had to chop off much of Phantom in order to show the darkness of Space ... pretty amazing how talented we are to fight gravity and all that without a space suit.<br />
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Upon our return back to reality - we decided to hop on a plane and hit the sky to Santa Rosa, although his Puppy Raiser wasn't too thrilled with that text message and picture. We assured her it was all pretend and that we really were just in the same town and didn't go anywhere. </div>
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So Phantom opted to sit in the Control Tower and listen for incoming and outgoing flights that were really happening on that runway that we parked next to. It was really interesting. If there had been a flight to Canada, I bet I could have gotten Phantom's Puppy Raiser to meet us and the two would have caught the flight and been outta here in less than an hour. But no planes were flying North. Phantom was dreaming ...</div>
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We took the glass elevator back to the first floor to our car to take on our next adventure. </div>
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The Big City was calling our name. There is a favorite park that overlooks the water and the city. We were the only ones there and we enjoyed the quiet. My daughter is a hobby photographer and she enjoyed taking photos of Phantom. There are too many to post, but over time I am sure the good ones will make it on the blog. I am saving most of them first to show Phantom's Puppy Raiser. But here is a sneak peak. </div>
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We had such a great day with this Prince. He is perfect to work, fun to be around, and makes us smile as he wags his tail and leans in for some loves.Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-72805053544200707652015-04-07T16:03:00.002-07:002015-04-07T17:47:29.175-07:00Happy Easter and Monday We started our Easter off at Church where Phantom promptly laid at our feet and fell asleep. He didn't move for the entire Service.<br />
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After church we hosted our family of 17 for Easter and while I thought about taking photos of Phantom roaming the house, I was pulled in different directions hosting and never got around to actually snapping a picture. But I have 17 witnesses that would say he was a pure gentleman who quietly slipped in and out of the crowd as he weaved his way through our house following me.<br />
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It was actually kind of surprising how quickly he stuck to me as his leader. I was really expecting him to enjoy the loads of new faces and the attention. But rather he sincerely followed me, passing people up to keep at my side. I will admit, it was kinda cool that he trusted me and wanted to be with me. He was the perfect house guest for our large crowd.<br />
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Monday arrived bright and early with a dentist appointment, and then spread throughout the day, each kiddo had an orthodontist appointment. Phantom is the most chill-dog I have ever met. This blog is going to get real boring because there is nothing to report. He just does this ...<br />
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And people stare and think he is adorable. And I smile back and the conversation starts about Puppy Raising, about the prison program, about Canine Companions, about Phantom, about us, etc, etc, etc.<br />
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The rest of Monday was spent relaxing as a family with Phantom. We didn't do a whole bunch but it felt awesome to just talk and watch movies and hang out at the house between quick trips to our three appointments.<br />
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Phantom's Parole Officer knew he was going to an Egg Hunt this morning, so she packed his Bunny Ears for the occasion. It was a huge hit!! The kids enjoyed having <i>their own</i> Bunny join their party. </div>
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Phantom was his typical mellow self and just went from yard to yard watching the kids hunt for their eggs and then he enjoyed gathering next to these sweet girls to watch them open their treats. Phantom received a lot of attention today, and he took it like it was no big deal. He held his Stands and Sits and didn't sneak a lick to anyone. </div>
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A shopping trip also took place together with Phantom by our side. My girl is always the eager one to take the puppies into public places - she loves it. So she came along just to work Phantom while I managed the shopping cart and my list. We are a good team that way. The store was crowded (!!) as I expected, but Phantom weaved in and out and worked the crowd with his superb skills. </div>
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I didn't have much to purchase, just the fresh stuff that needed to be last minute, so it was perfect to split the cargo area with Mr. Cool. The challenge was not taken...he <i>could</i> have chosen to eat everything on the ride home that was yummy inside those bags, but he wasn't even curious.<br />
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Our Sweet Beagle went to the spa today to get Diva'd and then met Phantom. Cora has been through a combo of living with and hosting 7 dogs in the last three years and so the routine is pretty common for her. First day, the dogs rotate through their own kennels with only one out at a time to give all a chance for all the newness for the Guest to settle in, and a chance for Cora to sniff without feeling threatened. It seems to work well.<br />
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And then day two forward is all about getting along and working things out when they are free to wander the house together. Cora was out for thirty minutes wandering before Phantom even cared to follow her around. He would pass her, and she would come over to sniff him, but he didn't follow her or care that she was there. It made me smile because he is the FIRST dog to not want to play right from the start, to not get a little excited where she would take a leap into a safety zone (the couch).<br />
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This picture shows Cora leaning into Phantom - a sign that she approves - and the photo is a little fuzzy because I was laughing as Phantom kept wanting to Army Crawl away from her. Maybe she was too perfume scented from her Spa Date ... maybe it needs to wear off a little before he will pay attention to her. Or maaaaybe Phantom just likes me better (wink).<br />
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As I type, both are conked out in the family room with the family. Cora is on her bed, and Phantom is by the couch. They are a great team.<br />
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He is a handsome boy who is completing his Puppy Raising experience at the prison program of Canine Companions before heading off to Santa Rosa in May. I know his Handlers and his amazing Parole Officers are going to really miss him. This is Phantom's last Puppy Sitting Adventure and I am honored to have him with us. </div>
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I can't rave enough about the prison program that we have in our Chapter. Yes, the puppies live a prisoner's life in the sense that they are secured in living in one (large) room, however, they also have access with the prisoner's to various places in the prison that the prisoner's are expected to go ... and ... they get many, many adventures outside of prison by taking turns going home with Parole Officers, and to Puppy Sitters like us. </div>
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I know for a fact that the puppies are socialized and have the best of both worlds (the dedication and uninterrupted attention from their prisoner, and the happenings of the outside world with their Officers), because Phantom is totally confident and collected when out in public. </div>
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Granted, we only had <i>one</i> outing today, but an outing to the mall is nothing to snuff about. Phantom walked right alongside me with a loose leash, and turned when I turned, and stopped when I stopped. When we first started walking I felt his nose bounce into the side of my leg, but I couldn't catch him in the act to see if he was turning his head and hitting my leg on accident, or if he was checking in with me, or if it was just coincidence and it meant nothing. Regardless, it was so cute because it felt like he was saying, "Hey, new friend, just checking in." </div>
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We shopped and were stopped to talk with the public. One lady noticed immediately the military ranking on Phantom's vest and called it out to her husband. We chatted about Phantom and the prison program and Canine Companions. The next person we were stopped by was a Grandma with her tiny toddler grandson. Phantom was so cute when the boy came up to tap his head and then quickly turn to run back to his Grandma. The boy continued this routine for a few more times and Phantom just sat there watching the tiny toddler's antics. </div>
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Why not. The Bunny was right there with no kids to share his bench. But then I learned that neither could Phantom share the Bunny Bench. Sigh. The photographer was so worried about dog hair on the bunny costume that the Bunny could not even <i>touch</i> Phantom. They were highly interested in Canine Companions, however, and totally loved having Phantom create a spotlight on their biz (many stood watching Phantom's cuteness). I figured because Phantom did his part in being so awesome to hold a perfect stay and prove what a legit Puppy in Program is all about, that I decided to purchase a picture to commemorate. </div>
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We are hosting Easter for both sides of our family, so we also did some house prep for Sunday, in which Phantom shared time following me around the house, and time chewing his bone next to the kids who were relaxing together in the family room and getting to know our house guest. Eventually bone chewing turned to stuff toy snuggling and a nap. </div>
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I have two training reports to share since my last blog post. While I was not the most thrilled to have missed February's Graduation because Kolby didn't make a match, I am here to prove that I did survive and life did in fact move forward (wink). </div>
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February's Training report was another one to beam over. Kolby continued to have all Positive Behavior boxes marked and the words from his Trainer were nice to hear. It helped ease my sorrow of him not finding his forever person. The report read: </div>
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<i>This month we have used Kolby's training in more real life situations and he is doing well. Kolby improved with tugging heavy doors and is generalizing the behavior on and off campus. He successfully completes behaviors with little to no management from his handler. He continues to play well with other dogs and loves to play fetch. Kolby has been transferred to fellow instructor and she will be continuing his training. </i></div>
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I was so happy to hear his improvement in an area that he was trying to conquer, and that his confidence seems to be on track too. </div>
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Then about two weeks ago I received an email while I was putting my phone away in the parking lot of my workplace. It was from our Puppy Program Manager announcing that Kolby will be involved with a Side Placement Team Training class in April. I was not expecting this surprise and I admit that I got butterflies and went a little shaky as I walked into the classroom to start work. I couldn't wait to tell my family and friends. </div>
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So, what does this all mean? It just means that he gets another opportunity to find his forever person because a Side Placement Class is made of those who have been through the program before with Canine Companions; but their Graduate dog has either retired, or unfortunately passed away, and they are ready for their Successor Dog. The people invited do not need a full two week course, and therefore this Side Placement is perfect for them as they stay on campus for just one week working with their new dog before they both Graduate and leave for home. </div>
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If Kolby continues to say, "I don't see my Forever" in April, then he will be in May's standard Team Training Class with hopes of giving a final answer on May 15th. If he still doesn't find his person at that time, then I am thinking (with crossed fingers and toes) that everyone agrees Kolby did fabulous in college with great study habits and work ethic, but it is time for him to Go Home!! Also known as - we rush down the highway covering two states to snuggle <u>our</u> dog all the back up the highway to home. (Yeah - that would be fun too). </div>
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And then we received his March update recently and it still proves he is working well on campus. In fact, he is starting to help a little bit around the campus by doing laundry and helping with the dishes. I found this report to be really fun. </div>
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This could possibly be his last college report card. If so, then he has had seven report cards, all of which have never had any of the Behavior Part 2 boxes marked. What is Behavior Part 2? Those are items of behavior that need correction. It is very common for a dog to have a few of these boxes marked and still be able to Graduate - because no dog is perfect month and after month, and if the Trainer can get the dog turned around, then no big deal. Haddie, on occasion, had some boxes marked on Behavior Part 2. </div>
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I'm not sure, nor do I really care, how frequent it is for a dog <i>not</i> to have any Behavior Part 2 boxes checked ... my main boast and pride is that Mister has not, and that is pretty darn cool that he is holding himself accountable for knowing the expectations and living a pretty easy-going, awesome attitude. I always thought he was pretty darn perfect, and maybe college life is showing that he really is!!! (Ha) </div>
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I can't wait to see Mister sometime this Spring. Will it be in three weeks or six weeks? </div>
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Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-51450888044255864222015-02-04T18:44:00.001-08:002015-02-04T18:44:05.081-08:00(707) - Phone - CallThat last two times that I have received a phone call from Canine Companions when I was expecting a Pre-Match call, they came between 10:00 am and 10:30 am. So it was not a surprise that I stopped my world today during those thirty minutes to prepare for the call about Kolby.<br />
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Although the call didn't come. So I continued to wait and continued to watch mindless television while I kept looking at the clock. I waited and waited and decided that I should run the errand that I <i>had</i> to run; getting supplies to complete my daughter's costume for her upcoming Dessert Theater production.<br />
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So I set out, with my cell phone turned up loud, and a notebook on the passenger's seat to scribble down any pertinent info for when our Puppy Program Manager would ring. I made it the forty minutes to the art store without a call. I started to shop. Nothing.<br />
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I had gathered all the supplies when I got a text from my dear friend that the first call to our Chapter had been placed; no match. At least I knew the calls had started, but I was bummed to hear this particular dog hadn't found her person.<br />
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I wandered the store thinking that maybe I would catch the next phone call, but still nothing. I purchased my items and drove home the way I had come: with cell phone turned up loud and a notebook on the passenger's seat ...<br />
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I made it all the way home to arrive to a flashing light on my answering machine. Never, in the three years of volunteering for Canine Companions, have they ever dialed my home number. What are the odds, a good lesson learned to not rely on what I think is the common path for an answer.<br />
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And then the answer came via the voice mail. I scribbled a note ... it was this:<br />
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Kolby did not make a match. He decided that he would patiently wait, continue his focus on studying and perfecting his skills for the next opportunity when Graduates come to campus. And so we will wait right alongside him, cheering him on to keep motivated for his turn.<br />
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It is bittersweet: of course I support him wanting to get the match he deserves; the perfect person. But at the same time, it means we aren't road trekking next week, we aren't seeing the dogs who will Graduate next, their puppy raisers and forever person, and we won't be surrounded by the friends we thought we were going to be surrounded by had Kolby decided to match.<br />
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However, in the end we sincerely know this answer is perfect, and it will stay perfect while we wait for Kolby's Final Answer.Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-39963143049745120962015-02-03T08:56:00.001-08:002015-02-04T06:58:42.560-08:00February Team Training Sunday night, after the Super Bowl, the recipients and their families arrived on campus to get settled into their on campus dorm rooms. A community kitchen will bring them all together as they share meals, a television room will allow for late night talks together, and volunteers will be weaving in and out to make sure all of their needs are taken care of while they concentrate on learning and working.<br />
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Yesterday (Monday) was their first official start. Staff members orientated the group and began their studies. Dogs were brought out to be worked and rotated. Staff members were observing the communication between Handler and Dog and seeing what was working and what wasn't. Today the teams will continue to work and shift and figure it all out. If everyone is working on schedule, then the dogs will be matched tomorrow and phone calls will be made to the Puppy Raisers sharing the news of a Pre-Match or No Match. </div>
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From there, the matched dogs will continue to work with their Handler exclusively, building the bond and learning how to work as a team. The bond will grow and solidify, but if the logistics just aren't working, the dogs that were not matched may be asked to step in and have a turn. Perhaps the original fit was not meant to be, and the dog waiting in the wings will be the correct answer. </div>
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From a Puppy Raiser's perspective, we just want to be a spy in the room and see it all unfold. Whether your dog is chosen or not, you want to see the inspiration filling your heart and knowing that lives are being changed before your eyes. You want to see the pure bliss of a child who reaches for their dog for the first time, the adult in the wheelchair that will ask their new friend to Lap to have that closer connection face to face; maybe the dog will sneak a kiss. To be there to see how it all works, how the miracle transforms, and the blessings overflow. </div>
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But the truth is that the Puppy Raiser is at home, thousands of miles away or just down the road, and we wait. And we think. And we guess. And we talk to other Puppy Raisers who are also waiting, thinking, and guessing what is to come of our puppies. </div>
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Tomorrow we will receive a phone call. I will expect to see a 707-area code flash on my cell phone and I will panic, even though I know the phone call is coming, and then I will answer the phone with butterflies swarming my entire self. </div>
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Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-14345291650508870882015-01-30T16:24:00.000-08:002015-01-30T16:24:12.491-08:00Adventures with Ace | Day SevenOur final full day with Ace. The weather is beautiful and we enjoyed a lot of today outside. A nice walk during the morning, and time spent watching a Neighborhood Football Game after the kids returned from their half-day at school. It has been a relaxing and lovely day with Ace.<br />
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<i>Dear Ace, </i><br />
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<i>I first met you while I was visiting JBLM to do an interview with the Parole Officer about an article I was writing for our Chapter of Canine Companions. You were a very fluffy 10-ish weeks old and had a sparkle to your eye that you still have today. The Parole Officer was doing some commands with you in her office where we met, and I was stunned at how smart you were at such a young age. Every one was in love with Ace!!</i><br />
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<i>You grew-up and we were reunited just this week. I didn't really know what to expect, but I was ready to meet any challenge that you brought forward. However, you didn't bring any to the table. </i><br />
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<i>You are a very compliant puppy. Your house manners are impeccable, and if all the puppies raised could be as house mannered as you - I could easily have five at a time. You listen and follow directions every. single. time. Your handlers should be very proud of you. </i><br />
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<i>You are so loving. You love to get attention from any person who is willing to take a moment to give it to you. While you don't solicit for attention, you are always ready to receive with a wagging tail and a cute smile. And sometimes, you just lean in so far that you actually know how to "hug". Your happiness is contagious. </i><br />
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<i>But you also have a silly side that keeps it real. I have lost count on how many times you have bonked your head on something because you were traveling forward but looking backwards. So many times I gave out a warning of "Ohhh, watch it ..." and thunk - there goes your nose right into the side of the workbench, or the corner of the wall, or the arm of the couch, or the side of the kitchen island, etc. You have to remember that life is just as interesting ahead of you as it is behind you. </i><br />
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<i>Which leads me to the fact that you are very observant. Nothing gets past you - your head is always in motion figuring out this sound and that. But the good news is that you respond to your name. You will check in with your handler when asked. This is the important key to have in your life, so always remember to look at the person saying your name. </i><br />
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<i>Thank you for coming into our life, even for just a week, because you brought with you a sense of calm, a smile that only a Golden can give, laughter that we were missing over a four-legged, and so much love. And as far as your hair? Yeah, it may be all over the cargo area of my car, but the journey was so worth every single leave-behind. </i><br />
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<i>We see a bright journey ahead for you, Ace. We will be following your journey in Santa Rosa, cheering you on with your fan club up North, and praying for all good things for you. Stay strong, continue minding your manners and working hard, and before you know it - you will be flying independence with your new partner just like the Ace that you are. </i><br />
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<i>Much love, Ace. </i><br />
<i>Your Puppy Sitters </i>Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-16084462485276269352015-01-29T17:23:00.001-08:002015-01-30T19:36:02.636-08:00Adventures with Ace | Day Six Ace and I had so much fun today. We went to a museum that couldn't have been any more perfect. This was not your standard "Please be quiet" type of Museum, but rather it was interactive with lots of exhibit sounds, and a just an overall great training opportunity.<br />
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Our first order of business when we arrived was to visit the Space Station section of the Museum, which happened to be across the street. It meant that we had to use a pedestrian bridge over a very busy street (although the photos can't prove that). Ace found that trucks are louder than cars when you stand over them. He had no issue with the height of the bridge or the movement underneath him. It was fun to snap a few photos.<br />
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This particular building was funded by, dedicated to, and named after the parent's of a very close friend of mine. If you have been following my blog since the beginning, you know that I have a friend who gives me one thousand percent support on Puppy Raising and has been on many adventures with Haddie and Kolby. She is a treasured friend. The Spaceflight Academy is new since Kolby's departure ~ I was happy I had a great puppy in Ace to take with me to see it for the first time.</div>
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I noticed that every section of the museum there were sounds coming from different speakers in all different places (sometimes from the ceiling, sometimes from the floor, sometimes the wall), or we'd pass a room with no door where one could sit and watch a film on a large screen. There was plenty of noises all around us, and so it was good for Ace to have that added distraction. It is amazing how much I focus on my surroundings when I have a Puppy in Program in tow. </div>
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I thought this was just too cute. I figured that Ace would appreciate his picture by <i>this</i> particular plane in a room full of choices of World War planes and bombers.</div>
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We passed a few kiddos on field trips and every student warned their peer "don't touch the dog, it's working.".... "don't touch the dog" ... "you aren't supposed to touch them" ... "he's so cute, I want to touch him" ... "I wish I could touch him". I give credit to the kiddos of our society - <i>they get it</i>!! Unlike the grown man (not part of the field trip) who walked by and patted Ace on the head. While we were standing. Doing nothing but observing people. Ace just got a pat on the head. I smirked and watched the man continue to walk away. Had the field trip kiddos not been following the museum tour guide to their next destination, I would have piped up and said, "I over heard you talking and ..." all the children would have been offered to love Ace!!</div>
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I have found, like Haddie, and like a lot of puppies who are raised for Canine Companions, that over time, the puppies start to snub the camera. As the day continued Ace got less and less interested in looking at the camera. Apparently, I had overused my right to photograph his handsomeness. That's ok, I got this one to remember my view of outings with sweet Ace. </div>
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Before we returned to the car, we stood in the parking lot which is next to the largest airfield in our area. Private planes, jets, and helicopters use this strip, big cargo planes take off and land here, as well as the military. While we were there, we got to see this little private jet take off. One would think it would be a tiny noise from across the strip, but I can assure you those little jets are mighty loud. Look at Ace's ears pinned back to the noise in the second photo. That was his only movement - he didn't get up from his commanded Sit, or move a muscle. Nice work, Ace!!</div>
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And then - my heart sank.<i> Just</i> as I was turning onto the main road from the parking lot for our return home, I noticed a HUGE Navy plane coming in for a landing. Ohhhhhh, Aaaaaacccceeeee - we missed it!!! I was crushed. It would have been the. perfect. experience. ever. (for myself and Ace)!!</div>
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<i>It just means you will have to return for another Puppy Sitting Adventure, my friend!!</i></div>
Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-21361503369996541252015-01-28T22:02:00.001-08:002015-01-28T22:02:08.034-08:00Adventures with Ace | Day FiveSometimes it's just the little things that can make a difference to a puppy. Ace and I picked up shopping today and I am finding that this little buddy is very much into his world. He knows what is going on at all times. He is one smart puppy.<br />
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I never thought about mannequins until I had Haddie visit a store for the first time. She was literally stunned in her tracks to see a non-scented human. It really took me back by surprise that she was so curious about this motionless human structure. Eventually it became a no brainer for her, but the process was one we worked on. Kolby was interested in them too, but he wasn't as phased as Haddie had been - he just wanted to get their attention and a few loves, but it never happened.<br />
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Today, Ace was in a Heel Sit position when I noticed he was gazing intently at something ahead of us. I looked to find this headless mannequin:<br />
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HA!! Yeah, that would freak me out too if I thought it were real life. Upon closer inspection Ace was still not too sure about this head-less woman. We spent some time hanging out by "her" until he lost interest in the novelty.<br />
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We found fun balloon dogs on a leash. I remember when Kolby got his photo taken with them too. Ace was very interested in their float and natural bounce. Again, we spent time until he figured it was not a toy, and they were not going to harm him.<br />
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Next, the indoor swimming pool was calling Ace's name. I like taking the dogs here because the way in which sound travels is so different than other places, not to mention the strong smell of chlorine (not a common scent), and splashing children.<br />
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All was going fine with the baby class, Ace seemed to be bored, but then the toddlers arrived and the outing got more interesting.<br />
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Ace perked up his ears at the sounds of their squeals and chatter about "a dog at the pool". Although the class was not right in front of us, as I had hoped, it still created the affect I was hoping this outing would carry. Every splash of kicking feet got Ace to sit up straight in curiosity. If we happened to be able to get closer, I wouldn't doubt that he'd want to jump right in to join them.<br />
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Sounds of doors closing behind employees who were working-about created a much bigger sound than a regular door in a building, and Ace was aware. He was non-stop Mr. Attention to Detail, but every time I said his name, he would respond with good eye contact.<br />
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This included when he was focused on the pool action. I am so proud of him. It was a great outing to the swimming pool with Ace!! However, I wish we both could have gone for a swim.<br />
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We ended the night with a long car ride to Puppy Class. The kids and I have not been to a class in a very long time, due to Kolby's leave in August. It felt so good to be back in the action among previous and new peers. We had a great time reconnecting with our Contract Trainer, and we had great dialogue as a class throughout. It was really fun.<br />
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Oh, right - we were there to train Ace!! Yeah, this cutie was a rock star and didn't have any issue. To be expected, as Command work is Ace's specialty. I love working a well trained dog. They just float.<br />
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<i>Ace - ours days together are coming to a close. I can't believe we only have two full days left before you return home. I am seriously going to miss you, Buddy!! </i>Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-39175538425234226562015-01-27T20:16:00.000-08:002015-01-27T20:16:01.557-08:00Adventures with Ace | Day FourMy original plans with Ace got postponed until tomorrow. My girl sent me a text just as we were getting organized to leave that she needed to come home from school. Her congested head and laryngitis was too much to handle while at school. It didn't work out as planned when she left this morning. No big deal, we were still able to give Ace some training at the house. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Although, not so exciting as to create an entirely lengthy blog-post over (wink). The highlights were his ability to greet two visitors calmly at the door and maintain his manners while the visitors were here. My sister-in-law stopped by and stayed a bit to catch up, and my neighbor came over just to see Ace face to face. It was pretty cute that he has a mini fan club already from being a visiting puppy. He is pretty magnetic that way. </div>
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Other highlights consisted of keeping my girl company by laying next to the couch where she slept, and following me around doing commands as I did some house cleaning. It is much more fun to have a puppy shadow while cleaning the house than not. I have missed that. </div>
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Tonight was the final round of piano lessons for the week and Ace did stellar. This time he greeted my students at the door by maintaining a Sit and keeping calm during his greeting. Then he followed us into the living room where he obeyed the Down command next to my chair. At the end of every lesson, he received lots of praise and love from each student. Every student jokingly asked if they could take him home. </div>
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My last piano family are sweet friends who we had planned to have Haddie live with if she was chosen as a Change of Career Puppy. She graduated, and while they were happy for her success, they were also torn that the bond they had made with her, after seeing her every Monday from her 8 weeks to 20 months, had come to a forever end. It was hard. </div>
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They have supported our raising of Kolby and have just been amazing to share the ups and downs of Puppy Raising. I hope one day their schedule allows for them to become Puppy Raisers. I know they would be amazing at this volunteer role. One day ... </div>
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When it was their turn for lessons, I didn't have Ace stay in a Down by my side. Instead I let my friend (the mom) have complete control of Ace. It is correct to say that they. were. both. on. Cloud. 9. It was a great way to end Ace's Piano Lesson experience as the two just cuddled and enjoyed each other's company for the entire lesson. I kept hearing her ooh's and ahhs', and Ace's soft purr of snores as he melted into her. It was adorable and a great memory. </div>
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Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-63678954680273958642015-01-26T20:44:00.002-08:002015-01-27T13:55:08.227-08:00Adventures with Ace | Day ThreeLet's all go to the movies, Let's all go to the movies ...<br />
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Ace wanted to see <i>Paddington </i>today while the kids were learning at school, so I found a theater that had an early showing. When I have taken my previous Puppies in Program to the movies during a school day, the theater was pretty dead. I had about five people joining Haddie and me for the Disney film <i>Chimpanzee</i> on Earth Day 2012, and o.n.e. additional person watching <i>Frozen</i> a year ago January on Kolby's birthday. I thought the same was going to be true today; especially after picking the 9:50am showing.<br />
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I began to question my purpose as I was driving the distance to get to the theater. But I learned a valuable lesson, every outing is an adventure and serves a purpose. I was pleasantly surprised to find that while the lobby was empty, the theater had already begun filling up with small children with parents when we entered. I learned later that the school district that serves this theater's zip code did not have school today. We lucked out.<br />
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I found an empty row and sat in the middle. This was the first movie theater I had been to where the seat bottoms did not flip up. They were stationary in the down position and they were rather low to the ground. This made for an interesting situation with Ace. I opted for his bum to be somewhat "Under" and his head and shoulders to be facing forward. This actually worked best so that I could see his reaction to the popcorn spilling, the wiggly feet dangling, and the movie screen ahead of him between the seats of the mother/daughter who chose to sit in them before the feature began.<br />
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When Kolby went to the movies, he actually watched the movie. The entire movie. The. Entire. Movie. I was shocked and found it that much more enjoyable (as if <i>Frozen</i> needed any additional enjoyment added!). I was thinking that perhaps Ace would watch it too as he had a prime view.<br />
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Eventually, a family of 6 sat right next to us, and with the mother/daughter in front of us, I settled in for a great Puppy Raiser opportunity to teach this young boy movie manners. That is, until Ace swirled his head from side to side, pausing briefly to sniff the air of popcorn and sweets, and then turned his head away from the movie screen, and rested his head on his front leg.<br />
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Light's out for the theater, and lights out for Ace. The End. I watched Paddington essentially alone. Sigh.<br />
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The valuable lesson learned - you can't predict the outing, so just go for it!! No matter if the theater is empty or full, if popcorn spills or doesn't, if people ask to pet Ace or not, the adventure in learning is just that - it is an adventure, so take it.<br />
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Ace's evening was spent listening to Piano Lessons that I teach from my home. Ace did stellar and held a long Down (no tie out) for the hours spent teaching back to back lessons. This was my view:<br />
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This was Ace as soon as the students started playing.<br />
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The student's loved having a puppy again attend their lessons. Ace received his attention after each lesson and it was so fun to see him melt into the young kiddo's arms. He is such a sweet and loving, big boy. I'm really going to miss him when he heads back home. We will have round two of lessons tomorrow.<br />
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<i>I believe in you, Buddy. </i>Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-836319192016752702015-01-25T16:48:00.004-08:002015-01-25T19:15:43.483-08:00Adventures with Ace | Day Two Once I put Ace into the crate for the night, he slept soundly and didn't stir. We had a morning routine similar to what our pups go through on a weekend; breakfast, playtime, and then upstairs to the bathroom to hold an extended Down Stay while I shower and get ready. Ace is working on his extended Down Stays while in a Puppy Sitter's house (as opposed to his living arrangement that he does not test). So on this first morning with me, I opted for a tie out so he could see the ropes of my routine first. We will try it again tomorrow without the tie out.<br />
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Next, we headed to Church. We have two services, and we took Ace to the first one. My son asked to be in charge of Ace and before my son could get the command "Under" spoken, Ace had found the underneath side of the pew and settled in. Ace was silent and steady. </div>
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His popularity grew exponentially when we were in the foyer after the service. While our Church is very familiar with our puppies attending church, Ace does not look like Kolby, so everyone had to come say Hello. It was a great learning experience for Ace to have strangers greet him one after another, and for the human greeters to learn more about the Puppy Program at the prison through Canine Companions. Ace was a terrific spokesdog - he was fabulous at maintaining his Sit and not licking. </div>
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During second service my son and I stayed in the Fireside Room (a social room with coffee, chairs, sofas, and a fireplace) where more people visited with Ace, and then as the second service attenders entered the service, my son walked the various hallways, rooms, and outdoors with Ace working commands (while I stayed in the Fireside Room with friends). I know my son enjoyed his one on one time with Ace; both work great as a team. </div>
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Cora needed to be out and about after our being away at Church, so I introduced Ace to Cora. It was rather uneventful. The story is Ace held his Down, while Cora got to beg and beg and beg for the treats that were in my pocket. Cora is <i>highly</i> food motivated, so it works in my favor. She held her antsy pants just long enough for me to snap a few photos before I had to succumb to giving her her treats. Ace was a touch excited to see her zoom through the house (because Cora rarely walks when she is let free from her crate after we've been gone), but when I commanded a <i>Don't</i> to Ace, he immediately would back off and stop his excitement of a chase. Oh, the absolute perks of a well-trained dog is a very happy handler. </div>
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Because Ace had been in a human-environment all morning, and the weather was gorgeous today with low-60's temperatures, I came home for a quick lunch and Ace and I hit the sidewalk for a leisurely, long stroll in the neighborhood. It was so peaceful and beautiful!! Ace got to pass a pressure washer in action on a driveway, a man washing his car, a moving truck backing up, other walkers, a cat running behind a truck, other dogs on leashes on the opposite side of the sidewalk, and ... a dog off leash. </div>
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A dog off leash is my biggest concern and frustration whenever I am walking; with or without a puppy in tow. I knew this little one was not a huge threat, as it was only about 12 inches tall, but I didn't know if it would be a pester. Luckily, I saw that the owners were out too, so I quickly gathered that I had back-up should something go haywire. </div>
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As soon as the dog saw Ace and started to enter the street to cross towards us, I had Ace sit. And he did. And Ace stayed. The. Entire. Time. The owner was calling the dogs name, but the dog was perfectly ignoring the owner. Eventually the owner caught up to the dog and picked up Fluffy, apologized, complimented Ace, and that was that. I was so glad nothing happened, but very happy that Ace Sat and didn't find Fluffy more interesting than my command. </div>
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Ace was tired from his morning's outing and his afternoon walk, so he eagerly greeted nap time upon return home. </div>
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Before we closed the day and welcomed evening, my daughter grabbed the camera and enjoyed a photo shoot with Ace. He is natural model because his command work is so spot-on. She was able to get some fantastic photos, and I am sure Ace's Handlers will be happy to have all of them to keep. Here are just 3 out of 280 snapped. More will be showcased throughout the week (wink). </div>
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<i>Ace - thank you for being such an easy-going, well-rounded, happy and loving puppy. Thank you for being a good ambassador for Canine Companions and the prison program who are raising you. You are definitely making all of them so proud after all of the dedication and hard work they have put toward raising you. It is great to see they have really found the best in you, and have made you shine. </i></div>
Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120612464438241057.post-37294094534515198812015-01-24T23:04:00.001-08:002015-01-24T23:18:14.255-08:00Adventures with Ace | Day OneCanine Companions has four puppies currently being raised at a military prison a few zip codes away. The pups live there, learn there, and have a great bond with their prison-handlers. Their puppy outings consist of locations in the correctional facility that the prison-handler is allowed to be, but then Parole Officers or Puppy Sitters take the puppies to experience non-prison life when scheduled.<br />
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We are honored to have been asked if we wanted a turn at socializing one of their puppies who returns to Canine Companions in May. We checked our calendar and we were a Yes!! We picked up 16 month old ACE this morning, and hit the outings. He will be with us for seven days, and we hope those days go very slowly. We are already in love with Ace. </div>
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I know Ace is a cross, but he certainly has more attributes of Golden than Lab. This is our first experience with the fluffy fur, and while Kolby was only 1/4 Golden, he had a Golden brain more like 3/4. That part does not phase me, I think I am pretty good at figuring out the Golden side. His fluffiness is the part I am getting used to, and I am pleasantly surprised I am enjoying it as much as I am along the way. </div>
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When we arrived home, we let him explore the house. I noticed right away that he had a fabulous walk-trot; I will need to get it on video to share. His nails are perfectly short (jealous) and so he was very quiet when he trotted through the rooms of our house, learning about his environment. It was offered that he is very curious, and I found that quickly to be true. I set our first day together for Ace's success, not testing boundaries to see "what he would do". After managed exploration and chew-time on his antler, I set him on a tie-out and got a few things accomplished around my house. </div>
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I need to be very clear, Ace came very clean and well brushed. But my son loves the U-Dog Wash at our favorite feed store and he was begging that we should take Ace ... today!! I knew it was somewhat useless because the four-legged boy was totally clean, smelled fine, and looked adorable, but my two-legged boy won. Of course it would be an excellent training opportunity. So I text'd my sweet friend (pro-groomer) for some quick tips on bathing, drying, and grooming almost-full Goldens. </div>
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We had about an hour before we had to leave for the bath so I took the time to give Ace a walk. After all, he would at least be "dirty" enough for me to "justify" a bath, right?! Actually - YES!! I didn't realize how much sidewalk water from the morning rain would splash up to get Ace covered on his belly and legs. Now my conscious could justify the bath to come (wink).</div>
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Ace was a bit distracted with random noises in the neighborhood (as mentioned he could be distractable during his pickup) but he was also very easy to regain focus. His recovery was always spot-on. So yes, he looked at the garage door we passed that opened, the loud motorcycle that zoomed down the street, the bird that took flight from the yard, the blowing leaf, the kids who ran from one side of the street to the next, and the golf ball that took flight from Tee 9. But every step, and every turn of the head, Ace kept his feet walking with his leash loose and turned it into a "no big deal". So proud of Ace. </div>
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I came home to wipe him down and we ran through all the Commands. If he didn't already pick up that we were privy to the Puppy Raiser Lingo, then I wanted him to know it before I took him out in public. He passed my testing and we piled back into the car. Ace was great at the U-Dog Wash ... he walked right up the metal ramp and settled in for his bath. We were the only ones there to start, but by the time we got to the drying part of Ace's bath, the room filled to capacity with six stranger dogs joining. Ace was adorable; he peeked over the shoulder of my son (who was doing all the work) to see the dogs pass our cubby, but he kept his bum seated and didn't move - just his head moved over and around my son's to get a good view. Adorable. </div>
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The drying of Ace took forever, as we knew it would, but the end result was awesome. He is a very fluffy Golden now. He was great at standing still when asked, and sitting when asked. We brought his brush and you could tell that grooming was very routine for him. He was a charmer; stationary until we gave him the Release command. Bravo, Ace!! Thank you. </div>
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For enduring our entertainment in Bath-Time ... we took Ace through the Feed store to smell everything and to buy him a gift. He promised he would share with the other puppies he lives with, but he wanted to wear it first. No problem, Buddy. </div>
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Although it was now dark outside, Ace's night was not over. I had to retrieve my daughter from rehearsal of a musical that she is in this Spring. I arrived a touch early for pickup so that Ace and I could watch some of the action. And he did watch!! If the cast moved left, his head moved left, if the cast moved right, his head moved right. Adorbs. Both Directors and a Cast Member have raised five puppies for Canine Companions but are currently on a rest from volunteering. They remember all the commands and etiquette, and were thrilled to meet Ace and give him some appropriate attention. Ace soaked in the love and acted like the celebrity that he is. </div>
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But wait - there's more ... we needed a few items at the big chain grocery store so we headed there on the way home. While this trip was truly an in and out, Ace was solid. We'll return during the week many times and for longer intervals because this is my go-to-store. Ace will know it well, but so far it was already a "no big deal". </div>
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Finally at home, we decided to give Ace a break in his new digs - the soft crate that used to be Kolby's. We set it up and let Ace chill while we had dinner. The funny thing is that our Beagle (who is not much of a big dog fan; she prefers her own-kind) walked over to Ace while he was in the crate and literally snuggled against the soft fabric to feel him breathing on her. It was shocking and adorable. She has NEVER EVER done this with any of our puppies, nor my parent's dog who just left our house after a two-week stay. I am excited for Ace and Cora to meet (non-crated) tomorrow. I was giving today for both of them to smell each other and take turns being crated. </div>
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We had dinner late tonight due to my daughter's rehearsal, so after dinner it was relaxing-time for the humans and snuggle-time for Ace. He quickly found this spot and fell asleep. </div>
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I think Adventures with Ace | Day One was a huge success. I give the handlers and raisers of Ace a lot of credit, because Ace has never spent time with us before, he has never been to our house, our zip code, and doesn't know how we work ... and Ace held a calm, loving, and smart demeanor throughout the busy day. </div>
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Welcome, Ace ... Goodnight. </div>
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I took this picture last August 15th - Kolby had received his Matriculation Award for completing his Puppy Raising, and he was ready to say goodbye to us to enter his college life just an hour later. I remember through the tears, watching Kolby stare at me, and thinking he was telling me,<br />
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"I can do college, Momma, don't cry."<br />
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And he has ~ today we received the official notice from Canine Companions that Kolby has been invited to Team Training in February. This is the last step; if he finds his Forever Person at Team Training, he will work with that person for two weeks and then Graduate together.<br />
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I am so proud. <br />
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<i>Thank you, Kolby, for staying true to self; working hard, having fun, and enjoying soaking up the California Sunshine. I love you!</i>Elle Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01506931705691712594noreply@blogger.com1