Spanky Challenge – update

WOW, Skipped the whole month of July. Hank was sick with Shipping Fever and that took 2 weeks for him to feel better, then peak started at work for me so I had little time in the mornings to do what I had to do. Between hosting, cleaning for hosting, work and travel. A week ago Thursday as I was bringing him in he banged his hip on the side of the door and was lame for a week, more travel for me and now I think we are both back and ready to resume. So we begin week 9.

Total Week 4 6 2
Tue Jun 28 5 1 29 Worked tons of overtime this week, Hank got a 2nd week to recoup.
Wed Jun 29 2 30
Thu Jun 30 3 31
Fri Jul 1 4 32
Sat Jul 2 5 33 45 1 Evening ride with Sheryl around the bean field nd back
Sun Jul 3 6 34
Mon Jul 4 7 35 45 1 Rode in pasture, working on leaving buddies and focusing on what we’re doing.  Used a neck rope and rode a lot with the reins on his neck, no contact with mouth, only seat and body cues.  It was more or less successful.
Total Week 5 1.5 0
Tue Jul 5 6 1 36 45 1 Same some more.
Wed Jul 6 2 37
Thu Jul 7 3 38
Fri Jul 8 4 39
Sat Jul 9 5 40
Sun Jul 10 6 41
Mon Jul 11 7 42
Total Week 6 0.75 0
Tue Jul 12 7 1 43
Wed Jul 13 2 44
Thu Jul 14 3 45 Hank banged his hip on the house coming in to get saddled for a ride and is limping.  Contemplating if he needs to see Charles.  I’ll give it a day or two and watch for improvement.
Fri Jul 15 4 46
Sat Jul 16 5 47  He seems to be improving slowly.  Time, rest and Essential Oils…
Sun Jul 17 6 48
Mon Jul 18 7 49
Total Week 7 0 0
Tue Jul 19 8 1 50  Overtime Work
Wed Jul 20 2 51
Thu Jul 21 3 52
Fri Jul 22 4 53
Sat Jul 23 5 54
Sun Jul 24 6 55
Mon Jul 25 7 56
Total Week 8 0 0
Tue Jul 26 9 1 57
Wed Jul 27 2 58
Thu Jul 28 3 59
Fri Jul 29 4 60
Sat Jul 30 5 61
Sun Jul 31 6 62
Mon Aug 1 7 63  Horses broke through a gate and went on a merry romp around the back 40 pasture and over the creek.  Glad to see Hank galloping and trotting after his buddies.

 

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Sledding with Petey

Last weekend the ponies got their manicures. I intended to have Petey pull some hay down to the house on the sled for me, but we’ve never done that before so we were playing and taking it really easy. The farrier brought her twins and their sleds so we ended up pulling the kids on their sleds around the property. Here’s a photo of my good boy having fun with the kids behind him.

Sledding with Petey

He kept crowding up to me when I was taking the photo so the angle of the photo makes him look really slab sided.  btw-he is wearing a saddle that you can’t see, which is bearing the majority of the weight of the sled, not just the one rope across his chest.  It was just there to help stabilize the saddle.  We played at only a walk with many breaks and carrots.

He only had one moment at the end when the rope put a lot of pressure on his left hind leg and he kicked out, the kids were not on the sled, we had upgraded to actually moving the hay by then.

This spring I’m going to get a horse sized harness, it would be a blast to have him pull me around either by cart or in a sled.

The Devil & the Duck

There was a little boy visiting his grandparents on their farm.

He was given a slingshot to play with out in the woods.

He practiced in the woods; but he could never hit the target.

Getting a little discouraged, he headed back for dinner.

As he was walking back he saw Grandma’s pet duck..

Just out of impulse, he let the slingshot fly, hit the duck square in the head and killed it. He was shocked and grieved!

In a panic, he hid the dead duck in the wood pile; only to see his  sister watching! Sally had seen it all, but she said nothing.

After lunch the next day Grandma said, ‘Sally, let’s wash the dishes’

But Sally said, ‘Grandma, Johnny told me he wanted to help in the kitchen.’

Then she whispered to him, “Remember the duck?’

So Johnny did the dishes.

Later that day, Grandpa asked if the children wanted to go fishing and Grandma said, ‘I’m sorry but I need Sally to help make supper.’

Sally just smiled and said, ‘well that’s all right because Johnny told me he wanted to help?

She whispered again, ‘Remember the duck?’ So Sally went fishing and Johnny stayed to help.

After several days of Johnny doing both his chores and Sally’s; he finally couldn’t stand it any longer.

He came to Grandma and confessed that he had killed the duck.

Grandma knelt down, gave him a hug and said, ‘Sweetheart, I know… You see, I was standing at the window and I saw the whole thing, but because I love you, I forgave you. I was just wondering how long you would let Sally make a slave of you.’

Thought for the day and every day thereafter:

Whatever is  in your past, whatever you have done… And the devil keeps throwing it up in your face (lying, cheating, debt, fear, bad habits, hatred, anger, bitterness, etc.)….whatever it is…You need to know that:
God was standing at the window and He saw the whole thing.

He has seen your whole life… He wants you to know that He loves you and that you are forgiven. He’s just wondering how long you will let the devil make a slave of you.

It is by God’s grace and mercy that we are saved.

Go ahead and make the difference in someone’s life today.

Share this with a friend and always remember:
God is at the window!

PETA – People for the Elimination of Tame Animials

Some dough ball subscribed my name to PETA and I got their calendar in the mail which went straight into the burn pile.  I’ve mentioned my dislike of this organization a couple of times before.  They are self-promoting narcissists using the plight of animals to further their own fame.

Case in point:  (rumor) a large number of cats and dogs were forfeited to PETA on the assumption that they would be found new homes.  In fact as soon as the individuals who brought the animals to them left all of the animals were transported to a veterinarian’s office and euthanized.

Euthanasia is a viable option for now at least for controlling overpopulation due to humans refusing to spay and neuter.  I don’t like it but I like this option more than turning Fluffy and Rover out on a gravel road to find a nice farm house where they will be adopted by the friendly farmer and they can kill mice and live happily ever after.  Or for the city dwelling pet being left in an abandoned apartment or turned out into the street when the owner no longer finds the antics of said pet cute and were horribly unprepared for life with a domesticated animal in the first place.   Fact:  Most of these people are passing on their problems to others because they don’t have the kahoonas to make the difficult choices for an unwanted pet.  Fact:  Most of these animals die of starvation, cold or wild animals who see an easy meal or get in the case of “the country life” they get shot by those farmers mentioned above when they are found chasing or killing livestock.  Both are a horrible end to an avoidable situation.

Fact:  Former dog show life.  PETA members make their way through dog shows opening kennels and letting animals out which results in chaos, often fighting and injury to animals.

Fact:  I spoke with a hog farmer this fall who was at sale with his stock when a hog from the truck ahead of him had the following happen.  One of the hogs in the alleyway leading into the plant got turned around and headed back toward the truck.  The PETA representative stopped all production of the line for an hour and a half attempting to get this one hog turned back around.  Meanwhile, hundreds of hogs waiting outside in the heat of steel trucks were suffering from the effects of heat exhaustion and several died (if I remember correctly) due to the delay.  Anyone who truly has an animals best interest in mind would have let the hog figure his way out to the back of the herd, where he could have been quietly redirected in far less time.

Same farmer stating that he can’t even lift a foot higher than a foot off the ground while working in the herd without some PETA freak calling “abuse”.  Clearly those who are active in this organization don’t actually have any experience working with large animals.  If it comes down to getting trampled by a steer, knocked over by a hog or being stepped on by a horse I, for one will do what I need to do to keep myself out of harms way.

In short nothing I have seen, heard or read about PETA supports what their public image would like you to believe.

Here’s a thought.  If you have “Ethical” at the center of your name, maybe you should behave appropriately.

Bit by a Pit Mix

I have worked with hundreds and hundreds of dogs over the years of all breeds, shapes and sizes. I have always maintained an opinion that Pit Bulls have gotten a bad rap because of humans and I still maintained that…until Thursday.

I still believe Pittys are a human problem due to poor decisions made in breeding and the fighting ring issues that they have been breed for. I’ve met some nice pits but have never shared a home with one and never truly understood why they were labeled “more” dangerous than any other aggressive dog. I know now.

First. Thanking God for a few details that effected the outcome, I’m ok. I have had a few night mares the last couple of nights, recurring from an attack when I was 5 when a dog grabbed the top of my head and nearly removed my left eye.

I was at a friends house who was watching her daughters pit (f) and pit/lab (m) dogs (I won’t mention names because they are close friends). Both animals are neutered/fixed. There had been a few incidences in the past with this male, but nothing serious enough to take immediate action. The dog doesn’t like men and has nipped a few times. They are aware of this and take actions to keep him and other safe; caution enough to handle with care. They got him at 5 weeks; imo way too young; you should not take pups from a litter until at least 8 and preferably 10 weeks old. They have raised him in a loving home and done a lot of obedience with him to address his strong drive. They are really good dog owners.

We went out on the patio and let the 4 dogs out to play (2 great!! labs in the group), throwing the ball for them and letting them get some energy out from being kenneled during the day. The dog in question cruised by my legs a few times, stopped to sniff, went on about his business. He wasn’t overly interested in me and was displaying absolutely NO aggression around the humans; he was bristling out in the yard at the neighbors dog who was barking outside.

So far, so good. My friend went in the house and got all the food dishes and all 4 dogs ate-no problems. I got up and we (all 6 of us) were standing next to the steps by the sliding glass door to the house. I felt the male nip the finger tips of my right hand; she corrected him and he seemed to have taken the clue. He went around the table and I thought he had gone on out in the yard, when he came back at me – biting my abdomen. As I hollered ”he just bit me” and she lunged to catch him, he came around behind me and took a disabling bite on the back of my right heel just below the Achilles tendon. THANK GOD I had tennis shoes on that night. As I stepped away from him, he pulled back and down I crashed. I was thinking “I am so screwed” as I fell knowing that on the ground, I was nearly defenseless. In the flash it took for her to get him off my foot I spied the open sliding glass door (THANK GOD she left it open when she came out) and I jumped for it, sliding it closed behind me as he lunged for me, hitting the glass.

I am not too embarrassed to say I peed my pants. Miraculously I have NO bites on my skin and other than the nightmares that will eventually subside, no lasting damage. There is a 2″ cut in the top of my shoe and puncture holes in the rubber on the opposite side of the heel. It could have been SO SO much worse and THANK GOD it was me and not a child, since I had the wherewithal to jump for the door .

He attacked with no warning and with absolutely no provocation. Seconds before he nipped my fingers he had stood next to my leg leaning against me and I had been petting him.

He bit so hard he either pulled tooth out or dislodged one because he had blood around his mouth, which scared my friend. THANK GOD she was outside at the time.

My new opinion of why pittys are more dangerous than other breeds is the complete and single-minded prey drive/focus that has been breed into them over centuries to make them exceptional fighting dogs; paired with the massive strength of the upper body and large (wide) jaws build for gripping and crushing.

The female is a doll. She is sweet, friendly and affectionate and I would happily be around her any time with absolute confidence for my safety. She is a credit to her breed. This thread is not about condemning pits; it’s about the problems that aggressive dogs bring to society.

Mostly, I just wanted some expression because I am still shook up about it a bit and will unfortunately give all pits a wide berth in the future because there was absolutely no warning from this one and he appeared to be accepting of me for almost an hour prior to the attack. That’s the other reason this particular dog is so dangerous.

My friends daughter (and beau) has a very difficult decision to make. I hope she decides to euthanize. I have never seen a dog at this extreme improve his character. I believe the mix of pit/lab makes him more unstable and unpredictable-and that is what makes him so dangerous. The only thing I am certain of is he will get worse and I have no doubt he would have done his best to kill me if I hadn’t gotten away.

I do feel horribly bad for them, he is their first dog.

My Big Dog – all better!

Pete got his stitches out yesterday afternoon – he was a trooper!  Stood very quiet while I poked him with a sharp little pair of scissors and pulled the stitches away from his skin to get them snipped.  He’s in till this afternoon at least, maybe tomorrow.  There were a couple of areas that were still scabby/open and I want to keep the meds on it another 24-48 hours.

Champ is doing better too.  Scratched his cornea this week and had to be isolated in a darker area and have his eye medicated.  The boys will be happy to get back out, though they have settled in nicely to the paddock.

NEXT – Autumn is going to take a turn.  I’ll be treating her “as if” she has a leg injury.  Wrapping her twice a day, giving her the full treatment sans medication for 14 days in the dry lot.   We’ve been talking about the change in behavior for the better and learned reliance on humans that transpires when we’ve had to keep the boys up here and away from the herd.  After their medical treatment they’ve behave like big dogs, wanting to be with us, following us around, just generally being big funny goobers and entertainers… She’s come a long way and I think a couple of weeks “in isolation” might just tip her over to the light!  We may be riding this fall yet.  Keep you posted!!

My Big Dog-3

The big dog did great for his “sitter” and is now looking forward to the carrot after we medicate his ear.  He’s such a goofy boy!  the cut is looking much better, the swelling is way down and he’s adjusting to life up at the house.

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