The Perpetual Motion Machine

Novice Aussie and Handler's Training Diary

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Welcome to my training journal! Below, you'll see a Tag Cloud. Most posts are tagged appropriately for ease of use. To the right, you'll notice Categories as well. You can also have a notice of new posts sent to your inbox. Please realize that i'm not a trainer nor dispense advice based on years of experience. This is my training journal, that i reference often - not a teaching journal. Though i hope you'll enjoy it just the same. Namaste. ~ amyinseattle

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  • Perspective

    Posted By on April 24, 2012

    We had a busy weekend,but i don’t want to rattle on too much.

    Lets start with the good news:

    Molly found a puppy that she liked.  Which sounds harmless enough but up until this point I’m fairly sure she thought all dogs smaller than her were rodents.  Since it was a warm day after working cows, i tied her up to the fence a good distance away from the puppies so they could play without accidentally interacting with epic destruction.    Being good playful puppies, they ended up rolling around over to Molly anyway and while she didn’t play bow (as she was constrained) she inspected them and allowed for a little teething.  Apparently puppies are ok if they submit themselves for a TSA style pat down first. ;)

    Molly also moved a group of 30 lambs and mommas.  It was only one paddock through a few small spaces to another paddock and i kept a line on her because they’re babies, but she didn’t need the line.  She got out to the fenceline, stopped nicely at the top and did a really nice job of rating and patiently waiting for little lambs to get up on wobbly legs and get with their buddies.  Then we had to hold them off while the tractor went through.  She didn’t need to be tight to get the messege across and they settled in nicely to her style – which was more eye than she normally uses.

    The other news is more mixed.  Elise would tell you that she did very well for her third time really working cattle.  That she gained confidence as we went along and was quiet and thoughtful most of the time, but didn’t lack power. Elsie said she was very pleased with her work.  And all of that is true.  It is also true that she hasn’t been on stock in six (?) months, but that has never stopped me from having high expectations of her. LOL  She was flat for a good part of our lesson, didn’t take her flanks and was refusing to do unassisted take pens.  I know, i know, 6 months off stock and cattle are new – i’m being unreasonable.  She did take on a stinker cow and got him to play along a little. I had to remind her to play fair and back off after knocking him in the nose a few times and turning him, but that is nothing new.  She’s young and inexperienced – there are a lot of new habits she’s developing.

    And being honest, i put her on sheep just before we went to work cattle and i got after her.  So part of her being flat was my fault.  She is a soft dog, which is great with little lammies but also means she doesn’t bounce back quickly after a correction. LOL

    It looks like there is more cattle time coming up in the next few months, and apparently i need to start working my dog again.  So that will be the spring goal.  Who needs cable TV, anyhow?

    Planes & Cars

    Posted By on December 10, 2011

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    No big secret, I love to fly.  My first flight ever was a trans-atlantic to Germany with my mom.  I was 9 months old and according to mom I slept and cooed the entire time. The first real rule I remember learning as a child was to keep my nose and peanut butter residued paws off the windows in the terminal.  I (still) love to watch planes take off and land.  I’ve taken at least one flight every year since I was about 9.

    While I know that airports and flying turn some people into swollen masses of cortisol… I still love it.

    Here is the boarding line for Southwest at SeaTac.  She is saying how much they appreciate us flying with them, that they appreciate our cooperation as the flight is very full and to follow the signs to know when to line up.

    The translation:

    “You have chosen a bargain basement airline.  We will use techniques adapted from factory farmers to squeeze as many of you as possible into this plane for the lowest possible overhead.  When we’re done the term Sardines in a Can will resonate in every cell of your body. Even the complimentary bag of peanuts will be so small it would be better described as an act of good will than a snack. Since you can buy a new pair of boots at DSW for more than you paid for this airline ticket, your opinions, while mildly interesting, are irrelevant.  Enjoy your flight.”

    It is true.  The boots I want at DSW cost more than my seat on this flight – round trip.  They are super cute.  So while it was enjoyable, I think it is safe to assume hot towels won’t be distributed near the end of the flight.  Such is life. ;o)

    The car part was short and painless.  If you google Alamo & last minute there are screaming deals.  I got a full size car for $11 a day.  Between that and getting in and out in 15 minutes… what is not to like?

    So far we have:
    Ferry
    Car
    Cab
    Lightrail
    Airplane

    We may have the opportunity to add zipline and i’m thinking i’ll spend part of tomorrow morning finding some OTHER obscure way to get around. ;o)

    Planes, Trains & Ferries

    Posted By on December 10, 2011

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    Typically this is a training blog, but my misadventues in mass transit this weekend are too detailed for facebook.

    Before anyone asks, yes there is a housesitter & the best intruder deterrent Aussie Rescue has ever referred.  :o )

    Yesterday, I drove to north seattle and dropped off Peanut with her slaves for a long weekend.  From there, I got a taxi to the ferry to Bainbridge for a company party.  Which by the way was too much fun.

    On the transit checklist we have automobile, cab & ferry.

    So far today, we have more ferry as bainbridge is an island, light rail and shortly: airplane.

    Ferries in Washington serve a dual purpose in being both working commuter transit & tourist activity.  People come to Seattle and take the ferry… anywhere.  Mostly because the views are awesome even in the worst weather, but I think ferries are extra awesome in the morning when the commuters ride.  In the early morning there always seems to be something interesting going on.  This morning was no exception as we had a Harp Busker.  Yes, you read that correctly. Harp Busker.

    He played the most beautiful christmas music throughout the ride.  The little kids traveling into city to shop with their families would aproach him and leave change.  People would stop, take photos with their phone and then talk with him.   You almost can’t help it as he is super personable.

    The light rail was less fun, but not a bad ride.  There are places for luggage and it wasn’t especially crowded.  They run every 10 minutes from downtown and take about 45 minutes to get to the airport.  Since the platform is right behind the tall parking structure you really don’t walk any further. 
    Super easy.

    Next is the plane & the automobile.  Oh and finding a hotel and the wedding site since I left all my documentation at home and forgot to upload some things to Evernote.

    It’s an afternoon wedding – so I have time to figure it out. LOL

    Hello Attention Seeking Behavior

    Posted By on November 3, 2011

    When Molly was first in her big accident, I found myself having to do some insta-learning.  In living with Simon, and my own physical hiccups, i’m comfortable with broken bodies.  I know what to do for the most part.  Also, i’m a devotee of Dr. Gregory House – so i know everything. :)   Molly’s most serious injuries were to her brain; an area that i have very little experience with.   I’ve had a mild concussion. There is a big difference between snowboarding for the the first time on ice dusted with snow and falling forward face first down the mountain… and whatever happened to Molly that knocked her unconscious for 25 minutes and stopped her pupils from dilating for 3 days.

    Thankfully, when her former foster mom came to see her a few days afterward,  she told me something that i’ve always kept in mind:

    [I] had a major concussion years ago, and [i'm] just now starting to feel normal again. Be patient. It can take a long time.

    Fast forward almost 4 years (eek!) and we are now living in a different situation. At the new house, she has free reign and access to a good sized backyard.  No more Amy lording over S&M, constantly directing their play.  Instead they are starting to instigate their own play – most recently in front of the TV (grr).  They are both more relaxed.  While a little bored with no deer/moles/ducks to chase, the new noises and other dogs are interesting.  As is whatever Simon thinks is camped out under my shed.

    Simon even made a dog friend. That’s how much more relaxed he is.

    And I am more relaxed, both generally and with them.

    What’s the progress?  The little dog who rarely made any noise outside of a barely audible whine will alert bark on occasion and has even started ‘talking’ to me.
    Non-Molly Example:

    Just to be clear, Molly’s first words will not be I Love You.  It will be Bring Me Bacon. I’ve created a monster. ;)

    Last night i was standing against the back of the couch watching TV and all the sudden there were little paws on my arse and my elbow was being nose-bumped!

    No, i didn’t get after her.  I may regret it later and i’m ok with that.

    While i’m not sure how our new situation and Molly’s current progress are related, I am positive they are.  Yes, Positive.

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