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Gail Dame and Camellia and I met in a school parking lot a bit after 11 this morning. We took an hour and a half - really hit it off, chatting, while Camellia indicated she wasn't REALLY ready to let me touch her yet, but the first picture here shows that a bit of Lamb and Rice Rollover could attract her attention. Sensible Gail hadn't fed her this morning.
She had no trouble with the unusual diet, either.
We just took everything slow and easy. Camellia had never worn a harness before, but we fit her with one from my collection of various sizes. Gail got her into her crate in my car, and off we went.
Camillia was quiet in the car; no complaining.
When we got home, I put all the gear in the house, leaving Camellia shut in the crate, till I was ready. Then I opened the crate door, and with a bit of patience, managed to attach the leash to the harness.
Then it took another half hour or so, with Camellia centimetering or mllimetering steps at a time, easing out of the crate, with some Rollover encouragement. Turid Rugaas, your work, of course, was operating throughout.
Camellia hesitated quite a bit at the cliff of the car-to-ground distance, and then she did a Kwali-sail-off, traveling on a hypotenuse of some five or six feet (but Kwali would have done 12 feet).
It was all too much at that point, and Camellia bolted for the road, but of course the harness-leash combination brought her up, just a bit sharply. I gave with the leash, to minimize the jar as best I could.
Camellia turned toward me, and squatted. GOOD GIRL! She eased herself into the grassy area, and shortly, produced a stool only a bit soft from all that Rollover influence, but otherwise, very good!
Then we puttered along the path to the double-baffle gate. Camellia was a bit hesitant about passing this barrier - so close to her, so obviously intended to confine, but she followed me okay into the baffle in just a moment, and I shut the Outer Gate.
Camellia allowed me to remove her harness without flinching. GOOD GIRL!
So then I opened the Inner Gate, and we were home, in the yard.
Camellia explored, doing a quick agility-course on the log rounds, and then quickly came up into the Front Parlor, which used to be the Front Stoop, and easily came into the house.
She spent much of the afternoon going in and out (I left the front door open), going to the Inner Gate, as if to say, Okay, now it's time for me to go home. Kumbi did the same thing on Kumbi ComeDay.
As the afternoon progressed, Camellia explored the house, and some of the yard, and took brief little naps, rousing and fleeing when I got up and moved around, but very shortly returning to me. Periodically, I gave her a bit more lamb and rice Rollover.
Camellia sniffed at the Dog Food Bin - she could smell her own food in there (thanks, Gail). So I put a quarter cup in her food dish in her crate, which used to be Kumbi's crate, but is located where Kwali's crate always was, beside my desk.
By late afternoon, she was really quite hungry for some substantial food, but hesitant to eat in the crate facing its back. So I moved the food and water dishes, putting them on the floor in front of the crate door.
I added another quarter cup of Camellia's kibble to her food dish, then dropped in about three tiny pieces of Rollover. First, Camellia went after those, dropping a couple of kibbles on the floor right next to the dish; then, she demolished the entire contents of the dish.
GOOD GIRL, Camelia! I've been saying her name surely five million times today; I did call her TJ once - just once, shortly after we got home.
She's responding to "Camellia" - of course, could be just as easily to my voice!
I tried her on the dog door, but she wasn't having any of it, not even with Rollover, so | just left that alone. Early evening, when I came out of the bathroom, I couldn't find Camellia.
She popped into the house through the dog door!
GOOD GIRL, Camellia!
By mid-evening, Camellia was rolling over for belly-rubs, and allowing me to run my hands over her body, as long as I progressed slowly and didn't move suddenly.
She's not used to being allowed on the furniture, as far as I can tell, though at first I also thought she didn't know about dog doors, but it's clear she does know that. I have her blankie on Our Bed; let's see what happens tonight!
Off to bed in a few moments. Four pictures from today are in my Camellia photo album.
1) Gail in the parking lot with Camellia in her van.
2) Me sitting in the parking lot, with Camellia approaching for Rollover
3) Camellia in the yard, near the log-round agility course. The logs in the background are outside the fence.
4) Camellia lying on the living room floor.
We are both tired. I slept only two hours last night, will have to rest and nap a lot. Camellia had a VERY long day. I think we'll try a bit of a road walk tomorrow, a couple of hours after breakfast, and see how that goes.
Good night, all!
Mon, 16 Aug 2010 22:14:20
Dear friends at k9diabetes - Kwali and Kumbi have surely chosen well. Camellia will have her own page on Coherent Dog, when I have time to make it!
Camellia had a REALLY bad experience when she was spayed a few months ago. Coming out of anaesthesia, Camellia bit. The assistant apparently punished her! This was a huge setback, and where Camellia had previously been outgoing and happy, she became shy and nervous.
I can tell she'll overcome this eventually, assuming I can protect her from any other such traumatic event
She's a wonderful dog, a Havanese about 3.5 yars old, in perfect condition (I can feel that with my hands).
She comes from seantiagohavanese.com. Bev Dorma of mistytrails aided us in the exchange, as did my beloved neighbor Terri, whose Havanese Keegan enchanted me.
I got lucky. Yes; I got lucky.
Mon, 16 Aug 2010 23:16:41 (PDT)
She had no trouble with the unusual diet, either.
We just took everything slow and easy. Camellia had never worn a harness before, but we fit her with one from my collection of various sizes. Gail got her into her crate in my car, and off we went.
Camillia was quiet in the car; no complaining.
When we got home, I put all the gear in the house, leaving Camellia shut in the crate, till I was ready. Then I opened the crate door, and with a bit of patience, managed to attach the leash to the harness.
Then it took another half hour or so, with Camellia centimetering or mllimetering steps at a time, easing out of the crate, with some Rollover encouragement. Turid Rugaas, your work, of course, was operating throughout.
Camellia hesitated quite a bit at the cliff of the car-to-ground distance, and then she did a Kwali-sail-off, traveling on a hypotenuse of some five or six feet (but Kwali would have done 12 feet).
It was all too much at that point, and Camellia bolted for the road, but of course the harness-leash combination brought her up, just a bit sharply. I gave with the leash, to minimize the jar as best I could.
Camellia turned toward me, and squatted. GOOD GIRL! She eased herself into the grassy area, and shortly, produced a stool only a bit soft from all that Rollover influence, but otherwise, very good!
Then we puttered along the path to the double-baffle gate. Camellia was a bit hesitant about passing this barrier - so close to her, so obviously intended to confine, but she followed me okay into the baffle in just a moment, and I shut the Outer Gate.
Camellia allowed me to remove her harness without flinching. GOOD GIRL!
So then I opened the Inner Gate, and we were home, in the yard.
Camellia explored, doing a quick agility-course on the log rounds, and then quickly came up into the Front Parlor, which used to be the Front Stoop, and easily came into the house.
She spent much of the afternoon going in and out (I left the front door open), going to the Inner Gate, as if to say, Okay, now it's time for me to go home. Kumbi did the same thing on Kumbi ComeDay.
As the afternoon progressed, Camellia explored the house, and some of the yard, and took brief little naps, rousing and fleeing when I got up and moved around, but very shortly returning to me. Periodically, I gave her a bit more lamb and rice Rollover.
Camellia sniffed at the Dog Food Bin - she could smell her own food in there (thanks, Gail). So I put a quarter cup in her food dish in her crate, which used to be Kumbi's crate, but is located where Kwali's crate always was, beside my desk.
By late afternoon, she was really quite hungry for some substantial food, but hesitant to eat in the crate facing its back. So I moved the food and water dishes, putting them on the floor in front of the crate door.
I added another quarter cup of Camellia's kibble to her food dish, then dropped in about three tiny pieces of Rollover. First, Camellia went after those, dropping a couple of kibbles on the floor right next to the dish; then, she demolished the entire contents of the dish.
GOOD GIRL, Camelia! I've been saying her name surely five million times today; I did call her TJ once - just once, shortly after we got home.
She's responding to "Camellia" - of course, could be just as easily to my voice!
I tried her on the dog door, but she wasn't having any of it, not even with Rollover, so | just left that alone. Early evening, when I came out of the bathroom, I couldn't find Camellia.
She popped into the house through the dog door!
GOOD GIRL, Camellia!
By mid-evening, Camellia was rolling over for belly-rubs, and allowing me to run my hands over her body, as long as I progressed slowly and didn't move suddenly.
She's not used to being allowed on the furniture, as far as I can tell, though at first I also thought she didn't know about dog doors, but it's clear she does know that. I have her blankie on Our Bed; let's see what happens tonight!
Off to bed in a few moments. Four pictures from today are in my Camellia photo album.
1) Gail in the parking lot with Camellia in her van.
2) Me sitting in the parking lot, with Camellia approaching for Rollover
3) Camellia in the yard, near the log-round agility course. The logs in the background are outside the fence.
4) Camellia lying on the living room floor.
We are both tired. I slept only two hours last night, will have to rest and nap a lot. Camellia had a VERY long day. I think we'll try a bit of a road walk tomorrow, a couple of hours after breakfast, and see how that goes.
Good night, all!
Mon, 16 Aug 2010 22:14:20
Dear friends at k9diabetes - Kwali and Kumbi have surely chosen well. Camellia will have her own page on Coherent Dog, when I have time to make it!
Camellia had a REALLY bad experience when she was spayed a few months ago. Coming out of anaesthesia, Camellia bit. The assistant apparently punished her! This was a huge setback, and where Camellia had previously been outgoing and happy, she became shy and nervous.
I can tell she'll overcome this eventually, assuming I can protect her from any other such traumatic event
She's a wonderful dog, a Havanese about 3.5 yars old, in perfect condition (I can feel that with my hands).
She comes from seantiagohavanese.com. Bev Dorma of mistytrails aided us in the exchange, as did my beloved neighbor Terri, whose Havanese Keegan enchanted me.
I got lucky. Yes; I got lucky.
Mon, 16 Aug 2010 23:16:41 (PDT)
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