Smelly dog and sabre tooth

7 04 2010

Just the other night we went for a walk in the dark with the ‘wild creature’.
We live in an area with almost 60 lakes from former grave pits.
One of the lakes we passed smelled quite bad, I thought. Because of the long and hard winter a lot of fish have died and are floating at the rim of the lakes. Pretty disguising actually, but anyway …
As we left the area the stinking smell kept following us until I figured out that the smelly thing was walking by my side, proud of her new perfume!

I don’t think I have ever smelled something that bad. A mix between dead bodies, rotten fish and old water.
The girl was put straight to bath with shampoo and all, and even after a long hot shower you could smell dead fish  in the fur.
All the towels were put in the washing machine immediately and our own clothes followed.

All in all she likes water much more than she did last autumn.
The swimming lessons have had an effect, and I’m very much looking forward to swim together with her in the summer.

She is also let free a lot when we walk. And I didn’t jinx anything in the last post. She actually has improved on recall.

Recall trick
For a month now I have had goodies in my pocket every time we went outdoor. Delicious goodies! Sausage, cheese or whatever the girl has a taste for that exact day.

Every time she comes toward me I call: COME HERE and she gets goodies and a lot of sweet talk.
I let her go again.
I call her several times as we walk or play and every time she comes, she gets a treat.
In the end I call her, put on her leach and give her a treat or two. I continue playing with her as she’s still wearing her leach and I continue with the goodies.
Now she no longer thinks it’s bad to wear a leach, and she doesn’t know which COME HERE order is the one where she’ll ‘loose’ her freedom.
Pandoras two problems are:
One: She isn’t too fixated on food, therefore the goodies have to be extraordinary good.
Two: Any abstraction (pheasants, cats, horses) makes her instantly deaf.

I can fly
Two weeks ago we went to Nyborg – a port lying on Fyn directly to the Great Belt Ocean.
There’s a light house at the top of a cliff, leading ships away from the coast.
We walked the stairs to the lighthouse to see the view and Pandora went with us of course.
She was – as always – without any fear and went straight to the rim of the cliff … and jumped out in the blue air!

My heart was pumping in the chest as we ran down the stairs, jumped down from a huge pile of sand and finally saw the girl standing on the beach, unharmed but with a front leg lifted like she felt pain.
I called her and she came towards me, one of her ears laid flat to the head looking like she was grinding her teeth and saying: Auw, it hurted.
But after a kiss and strokes she ran back to the water and forgot all about the accident.
That dog! Sometimes she just scares the … out of me, of us.

Jumping from a cliff in Newcastle (Nyboorg)

Jumping from a cliff in Newcastle (Nyboorg)

Sabre tooth and rubber tracks
This is just a little funny something.
On the back of Pandora’s canine fangs there is this ‘welding’ like it’s where the casting form ended.
This little ‘seam’ makes her teeth razor sharp. A real smart ‘build in’ knife for ripping and tearing things apart.

Also my fascination of Pandora goes to her feet.
I still haven’t got a decent picture of it, but her feet – paws – are so cool. Her feet are bigger than on my former dog’s like the German Shepherd. Or bigger compared to the dogs size I should say. But her toes are also longer, there is more space between the pads and she’s got this webbed skin between the pads, too.
All these features make her a fantastic climber and master of balance. She jumps around in a rocked landscape and on timber or whatever lies around and she never looses balance.

She still hasn’t been in heat, but sometimes she shows signs of hormonal changes like when she turns her back end to a male dog. But still no heat.

We will attend an exhibition in Køge, Denmark next Sunday. This is Pandora’s first exhibition as a Junior.
(The exhibition is under the club of KHKG in Denmark, should any be interested.)

Licking and the risk
I know that a lot of people hates when a dog licks them. I can understand that people do not like to be licked in the face (to Pandora it’s one of her greeting rituals and I don’t care. Soap and water are invented), but a lick on the arm? It does no harm.
“Yeah but the dog licks and eat everything, it’s so disgusting.”
The facts are that the bacterial flora in a dog’s mouth is very different from ours.
Actually the human race has a lot more bacteria’s in the mouth than the dog. The dogs bacteria’s have a certain amount of antiseptic abilities and are able to kill E. Coli and Streptococcus canis, which makes sense as they eat things that contain these ’killers’.
It also makes it obvious that if a dog has just been licking anything that contains E. Coli, Streptococcus or Salmonella, the dogs saliva might have traces of these for a short while until the dogs natural enzymes has killed these bacteria’s.
So if your dog has just eaten stool or licked a dead chicken, don’t let it lick your face or any wounds. After a few minutes, I don’t think the risk is at all that big.
Roundworms is one of the things that is a risk here. But if your dog is treated with deworming medication on regular basis, it shouldn’t be that risky.
BUT do pay attention if you live in a part of the world where Rabies is a possibility. We don’t have that in Denmark, but if I travel to Sweden I’ll have to have my dog vaccinated. (And Pandora is.)

Your dog don’t get embarrassed
Almost everybody who has a dog, tells this once in a while: We did that and that, and my dog got sooo embarrassed.”
No it didn’t!
A dog, or any other animal, does not get embarrassed. They do not know what it is!
People get embarrassed because we tend to compare themselves to others. If we do something clumsy or out of the ordinary, we get embarrassed.
We get embarrassed if we look wrong in the way we act or in our appearance.
Animals don’t have this kind of codec.
They don’t look in the mirror comparing themselves to the next door dog and think: Oups, my nose is a little dry today.
So when you (may the Dog God forbid it) dress your dog in something stupid or makes it wear a new harness or stuff like that, your dog don’t get embarrassed.
It gets insecure!

Your dog has no idea whether this stupid item will be there for the rest of its life or if it’ll hurt in a second or turn hot or cold.
Remember this when you do new things to your dog. And don’t be evil and laugh. (I hate when people do that. Don’t!)
Greet and pet your dog to make it feel safe as you teach it new stuff.

Czechoslovakian wolfdog sleeping

Pandora – a very safe and relaxed wolfdog

Sleeping beauty

7 02 2010

Facts: 9 month, 63 cm, 30 kg

A little summing up
At the exhibition last sunday she behaved so great. She have had a little fear of children for a few months. At the exhibition a little girl just went over to hug her, and Pandora never had time to be afraid, so she accepted the hug. And the rest of the day she showed no fear of children.
It was a good turning point.
Also her kindness to the judge was good.

This last week she has been so good. (I know I know, she always is). She is back to the happy, crazy dog she was three month ago. Like a young puppy.
Her mood changes often and her behaviour changes to.
Some of it is because of hormones. Some of it I guess is just a dog trying to be a little more grown up.
Her temper is still so good and though she just ate the remote control to our DVD player and my Mighty Muse to my Mac, she is still loved.
What can we do but shrug and remind ourselves that we are responsible, because WE let the stuff lay around for her to destroy.

The accident
Oh no!
Last Thursday Pandora got hurt.
She played with her friend Bandit and when he left we saw blood traces several places in the house.
A closer look revealed a deep cut in her hind leg just above the paw. The open wound was deep and it bleed a lot.
We wrapped bandages around it and waited to see what it would bring next day. Friday after work we took her to the vet.
Poor girl.
She needed stitching and the vet saw the one of the tendons was cut through. She was sedated for 30 minutes and a drain tube was laid in the wound.
It was a tired dog we brought home from the clinic.

Pandora being operated

Pandora being operated

Sleeping beauty

Sleeping beauty

But she took it very fine. Because of her toughness she never made a sound or a cry. Not when she was wounded, not when she was sedated and not when she tore out the drain Saturday evening!
Tomorrow, Monday, she’ll go to the vet again and get the drain removed, but it’s too late. I think the wound looks fine so I hope that there’s no need to give her another drain. Which would probably mean putting her back to sleep and do the operation all over again. 😦

She has been playing in the snow today but we try to keep her as calm as possible. That is NOT her style!
Luckily my parents can take care of her the entire day the coming week so she can be observed all the time.

… to be continued.

Pandora after the operation

Pandora after the operation