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OMG! I cant take it..that was the saddest thing I have ever seen in my life. Im at work bawling my eyes out..the way they just toss them in the back of trucks and drag them across the floor like they are nothing just makes me sad and REALLY REALLY pissed off at the same time. I dont know what else to say. Gus is getting lots of loving when I get home.

Don't blame the shelter workers for "treating them like they are nothing" they have to, or they wouldn't be able to get up and go to work the next day. I've stood in dead dogs up to my knees, dogs I killed myself. I couldn't take all of them home, and there was no place else for them to go. You have to distance yourself from it, or it will kill you. Shelter workers and ACOs burn out really fast anyway, it's like trying to bail the ocean with a paper cup, not enough people listen. Too many insist that it's "other people's puppies" that end up like that, but their Poopsie Woopsie is so sweet that even if she's only pet bred the pups that she and the dog down the street have will of course never end up like that. The best you can do is each and every one who cares has to step up to the plate and send out videos like that to everyone, to speak out everywhere-give to spay and neuter programs til it hurts, and then give a little more. Volunteer at the shelter. And oh, next time you see the Animal Control truck, or visit the local shelter, stop and THANK those of us who are toiling in the trenches, make sure they know you understand and appreciate the job they do- it might make the good ones who really care able to get through another day.

Great Dane Pictures / REAL bones!
« on: July 29, 2006, 02:23:37 pm »
I'm lucky enough to have a real butcher shop just a few doors down from where I work. I give them to Earnest frozen solid, by the time it thaws out he's got all the messy stuff picked clean. He knows he's not allowed to have fresh ones anywhere but on his bed or on the rug in my room. His reminder is "too messy". He'll come stand in the door of the living room with one of these hanging out of his mouth, if I say "too messy" he'll heave a big sigh and go back in the bedroom. Sometimes he'll leave the bone and come back out, other times he'll chose the bone over TV with me.

Great Dane Discussions / Re: Great Dane Paw...
« on: July 24, 2006, 10:26:23 pm »
I've found that grabbing the paw and squeezing gently (not enough to hurt, but to squish their toes) while saying "NO FEET" works, nobody at my house is allowed to express themselves with their big feet.  I had one adult rescue who was really bad about "punching" in your face, with him I had to resort to pinching him between his toes (you have to be quick and time it right).
Earnest knows a feet command, it's for playing soccer or other games with at big ball, we roll the ball and say "just feet" and he knows to knock the ball around with just his feet and not try to bite it.

Great Dane Discussions / Re: need help... children and big dogs???
« on: July 24, 2006, 10:17:24 pm »
How old is Samson? How does he react to other new/scary things?  I've had Danes that weren't raised or socialized with kids that I wouldn't trust around a little person, and then I've had others that were just fine. Stanley was my son's babysitter, we got him when Levi was a toddler, and he was the most patient, kind friend a child could ever have. Stan was just about 2 at the time, his people didn't have kids, but they let him run loose and he spent his days at the elementary school up the street, playing with all the children. Stanley's belly was above Levi's head, and one day he reached up and grabbed Stanley by the "family jewels" and said "Back up Stanney, I can't see the TV". What did Stanley do? Backed up, of course. Stanley would grab Levi where the straps on the back of his overalls crossed and pick him up and turn him around... so the boy wouldn't wander out the front door, or go places in the yard (like near the bee's nest). Levi would reach up and grab Stan wherever he could get a hold, collar, ear, handful of skin, and pull on him, "lay down Stanney" and then lay on top of him for his TV sofa.  But before we got Stanley we had gone to look at a female the same age, and the whole time we were there she kept holding her head stiffly to one side, and eyeing Levi like he was a monster- not a dog I'd try to place in a home with little ones. You have to remember that there's only so much you can dog-proof a toddler, they are going to do things that they shouldn't, with really little ones the dog needs to be the one that's extra tolerant. Unfair, but true.
Bottom line is to set up a meet in a neutral place and take your cue from Samson, if it seems ok then meet again at their house and see how both he and the kids handle it.

This has got to be the most ridiculous dog park experience yet. Most of you know how much I just LOVE the dog park
The boys haven't gotten out much lately, every now and then I get a stupid attack of guilt and think they need to, which is dumb, because they'd both rather stay home and lay in front of the fan, or romp with each other in the play yard.
So, when I got off work unexpectedly early Monday, I took them to the nice dog park near the reservoir, which is pretty much empty mid-day. They just kind of wandered around, the pointer that doesn't like Earnest was there, but that's fine, I stay on one side of the park, he stays on the other.
This is a BIG open park, we were down toward the back and off to the west, keeping our distance from the pointer. There's a metal bench I make "home base" with my water and collapsible dishes, and my poop bags- I bring extra and fill the receptacles. A lady with a young? (year, maybe a little more) Lab arrived. She didn't have a lead on the dog, and it was being goofy, running back to the car, and then to the lady as she tried to open the gate. She held the first gate open and the dog finally ran in.
Meanwhile, Earnest walks away from the bench where I'm sitting and Phyfe is laying in the shade, and dumps a huge load of Great Dane cow pie. So I grab a bag and head to clean up. Earnest is watching the lady and the new dog, I send him back to down stay by Phfye until I can assess the new arrival. As soon as the woman gets the second gate open her dog takes off like a shot. She is leisurely walking behind, there is no way she will keep up. I'm standing by the pile of poo, but haven't picked it up because I don't want to get caught off guard, I'm watching the pointer as well as keeping an eye on my dogs. I'm thinking Earnest will get a good run out of this, Phyfe really doesn't like to play the kind of games Labs play. This dog runs right up, through the poo with all fours and then LAUNCHES at me, pooey feet all over my shirt. I say "OFF" with a push, and the dog gets down, bounces in the poo some more, and comes up for another jump. I grab him by the elbows on his front legs and overbalance him so he falls, - and yes, sometimes God smiles  he falls right in the POO! About this time the lady finally catches up, and the dog runs to her, she puts her hand down and rubs it along the dog to see if it's hurt, and gets ....(you see it coming, don't you?) a big smear on her hand. By now I'm cracking up, and I don't care about poo on me (after all it's an occupational hazard) and it's WORTH IT to see this. The lady starts yelling, Phyfe starts barking, and Earnest is up with his tail wagging, just waiting to "break" and join in the fun. So far the lady hasn't said anything, because she was catching her breath from chasing the dog. I say "please hold your dog while I get mine, so this doesn't get worse" and I'm still laughing. She starts something about "hurting her dog and it's only a puppy and doesn't understand, and has a problem with jumping and" ....... but she's hanging on for dear life, so I go leash up the boys and head out - on the way I meet the Pointer and his owner, and HE'S cracking up, too (I like this man, our dogs just don't get along so well) so he says "bye" through a fit of giggles, I hang back so he can get out, then I go out. I load the boys in the back of the car, then am walking around to unlock the front when the goofy dog comes running up again-in the parking lot- the lady hasn't finished with me. Phyfe goes nuts because he's territorial, he noisily protects the car. Earnest starts his annoying high pitched want to play bark because it's a Lab, and they're fun. The lady again wants to argue about me "manhandling" (isn't it "doghandling?") her dog, then make nasty remarks about "aggressive" dogs not belonging. The Pointer guy pulls alongside in his SUV and says "I saw the whole thing- if it was me you'd be paying for a new shirt- I suggest you take your dog to obedience school before you come back here." This gives me time to hop in the car and go. NO MORE stupid park for us, I've been too lazy- it's back to hiking the off lead, no bicycle trails- I need the excersize anyway. Of course, I might go again... if I need a good story!
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Food Discussion & Information / Re: Who Else Buys Beef Soup Bones?
« on: June 29, 2006, 09:22:55 pm »
Smoked pet store bones are still "cooked" it's the heat that changes the structure of the bone and causes splinters, bones should never be given after being heated, (so no bones from your T-bone, unless you eat RAW, too). Freezing is just as effective to kill any bacteria, I freeze them overnight to make sure they're frozen all the way through, then feed them that way so by the time they're thawed the dogs have worked off most of the meat and grease.
I buy whole femurs from the butcher, that's a long leg bone with both knuckles (joints) still on.  Look for places that process game or do their own cutting, grocery stores these days are unlikely to have big enough ones.  Our bones run a good 24" long. Our dogs know there are "bone zones" in the house, fresh bones are only allowed in the bedrooms, on the rug. Earnest knows the phrase "too messy". He'll stand in the door to the living room with a bone, asking to hang out with us, if I say "too messy" it's funny to see him decide which he wants more, company or the bone. Sometimes we win- sometimes the bone does!

Newfoundland Discussions / Re: Ideas on BIG DOG chews??
« on: June 15, 2006, 12:18:40 pm »
I get whole cow femurs from the butcher, here a whole femur is about $8, they sell them by the pound. That's a whole cow legbone, from the hip joint to the hock joint. They're about 2 feet long with a big knuckle on both ends. I freeze them solid (cooked or smoked bones can splinter, raw just sort of crumble). Earnest is only allowed to have a fresh bone on his rug in the bedroom, it usually takes a day or so for it to dry out and get de-greased, then he's allowed to have them wherever he wants. He understands the command "too messy" it's funny to watch him decide which he wants to do more, come out and visit or stay in the bedroom with his bones. Here, where the climate is so dry, they last at least a month. Phyfe is bone-possesive, he's only allowed to have them for short periods and then they go back in the freezer until next time- Earnest's are stashed all over the upstairs part of the house (Phyfe lives primarily in the downstairs rooms with my son).
A friend of mine brought a new boyfriend by for me to meet, he wasn't very talkative and acted kinda weird. Later when I told her that's what I thought of him she said "he was scared, on the way home he told me he was terrified because Earnest was laying in the corner gnawing on a bone that was bigger than the bone in his (the boyfriend's) leg!"


These are really excellent articles by Suzanne Clothier on this subject, see if any of the above fit your situation.

I hate the dog park, we only go in the middle of the day or other off-peak hours when hardly anyone will be there. MY dogs are under control, but too many other people's dogs aren't and I don't think it's fair for the boys to have to keep being subjected to rudeness. I get in arguments with Lab owners all the time, they think because their dog is "friendly" (read obnoxious and untrained) that anything they do is ok. Phyfe doesn't like to be pestered, he won't bite, but he'll roar like a lion and send the other dog running. Then he gets accused of being "aggressive".  If the other dog owner ignores it, his boundaries are established, and usually there's no more problem.

A while back someone mentioned their trainer said that what goes on at the dog park isn't really "play" anyway, it's all posturing and jockeying for position. I agree, I run playgroups at my job, and it's the same thing, all the running and growling is just low-level pack positioning, it has nothing to do with play as we would conceive it, no matter how good natured it is.

The other day we went and some other big paws were there, a Newfie, two Mastiffs, and a St. Mix. Everyone was happily having a good time, exploring and sniffing, playing a little tag, but no frantic activity-they're all 3 years old or more, it's just not their nature. Then a lady with a Yellow Lab showed up. The Lab kept charging the big guys, jumping at them, play bowing and barking (it was actually kind of funny at first, everytime he let out that shrill play bark Phyfe and the Mastiffs squeezed their eyes and flinched a little). None of the big dogs were comfortable with that game, but the Lab refused to back off. He even ran completely UNDER another dog a few times. Earnest was the only one that understood it, but he's half Lab, so he half-heartedly played back, but you could tell he really preferred his other buddies.  We moved to another side of the park, the Lab came, too and the owner called it once or twice, but it didn't listen. Finally the big dogs were getting irritated, I was afraid if Phyfe did his "back off" noise that the other dogs might jump in and fight, so I leashed him and walked over to the lady, I told her that her dog just didn't fit, and could she keep him on the other side of the (huge) park. She got nasty, and said "not my fault your dogs are aggressive, BEASTS like that shouldn't even be allowed to breed, let alone come out in public!"  Not the first time I heard that one.
So six to one, and she got what she wanted, we all leashed up and left, you know what would have happened, if her dog got so much as a scratch the big dogs would have been at fault, just 'cause they're big. This particular park exists mostly because of the efforts of the people involved in Newf/Great Dane rescue, it's a shame that we can rarely enjoy it.

Don't get on your high horse, make an offer. It's not the dog's fault the people are stupid, it's not the dog's fault they're making her seem like "just an object".  You're a good home, right? If you get snitty with the people about the way they're going about this, the dog may go to someone who will BREED her to death in their back yard, or worse. Offer what you think you can afford, what you would pay if they asked, and take the dog away from that situation.

I was an Animal Control officer, the worst I heard was a woman who brought in (on December 20th)the most beautiful black cat with amber eyes. He was huge, and silky, and such a love!
When she told the desk she wanted to surrender him, they explained that we didn't take "owner turnovers" except for IMMEDIATE EUTHANASIA as it was a County facility, funded to reunite lost pets with their owners, and care for homeless animals. We then gave her directions to the Humane Society shelter, which was on the other side of town. "I don't have time to go there" she said "I have Christmas shopping to do-let me sign the papers." The receptionist again told her that if she signed the papers the cat would immediately be killed. "OK" the woman said. On the form is a "reason for surrender" and the woman stated she was giving up the cat because "he climbed her designer Christmas tree and broke several valuable Gucci ornaments."  For this she was giving him a DEATH SENTENCE?
She left- but nobody killed that cat- he went home with me.

My last 3 Danes were all 18 month to 2 year-old puppies, who "got too big".  GRRRR!

Earnest's quirk is that he loves big machines. Like track hoes and bulldozers. I've never seen a dog so fascinated. If he hears a machine anywhere in our neighborhood, he'll wag at the door begging for a walk- "let's go see!" This from a dog who at any other time says "walk? now? but Lassie's on TV- aren't we going to eat popcorn?".
Once he lied to me, jumping up and down doing the potty dance by the door at an odd time of night. I took him out in the front yard, and he stood still staring off down the street. I had no idea what was up until the flashing lights started coming up over the hill- he didn't have to go potty- the big street cleaning machines were coming! That's a part of our routine now, he hears them coming and instead of "lying" he has a particular ears cocked, questioning expression that means "can I watch them clean the road, please?" If we've already gone to bed he parks his chin on the windowsill and stares from there. 
They're building a new house behind the house next door, facing the next street over. A dream come true! Earnest hasn't barked to come inside in weeks, he won't come in until the construction workers go home. When they brought in the big crane to hang the roof joists he went nuts with excitement, running around the yard and tossing toys in the air, then he settled down on TOP of the dog house to get the best view, and watched all day long. If we should encounter a parked machine anywhere we MUST sniff it all over, and examine the cab- I swear he's just like a five-year old skin kid, wishing he could drive the thing!

Earnest gets sick from shots, he runs a low fever, gets diarrhea, and lays around for about 24 hours. I NEVER do all of his shots together anymore, and if the vet doesn't like all the multiple visits then I switch vets. Rabies and Leptospirosis are the ones most likely to make them sick, I do each component in the DHLLP- also known as 5 way-(distemper,hepatitis,lepto,parvo, and I forget what the second P is for) at least 10 days apart. It's a pain to keep going back in, but definitely worth it, he hasn't had a really bad reaction since I started spacing them out, although he still gets pretty droopy. More and more vaccines are getting approved as 3 and 5 year too, I know yours is just a pup, but next year when he needs his adult boosters, find a vet that uses multiple year vaccines, so he doesn't have to have them so often.

Newfoundland Discussions / Re: fumble and pulling update
« on: May 18, 2006, 07:00:15 am »
I just got 3 GLs in the mail this past week.  Carter fought it for about a minute, then just accepted it and walks like a gem!  It took a little learning but he didn't fight it except for a few times pawing at it.  I think with him the pulling was just a habit, he'd never been taught otherwise.  When you start to learn and are already HUGE, it is harder for the "mom" to gain the upper hand.  I haven't tried it on Katie yet.  She only pulls when she sees something exciting so I'm not sure I need to do it.  I think I'll wait a bit until Carter is completely under control for a while (he still gets to increasing his speed walking and needs to be drawn back) and see if she doesn't continue to improve.  She's improved so much already in the weeks we've had her. 

Then there is Eider.  You expect a Pyr to be hard headed.  You expect a Lab to be soft and willing to please.  Eider is generally pretty responsive to me and almost always listens the first time I tell him but this GL thing is WILD.  He fights, rolls, rubs, pulls, you name it!  It is absolutely incredible.  I've never seen a dog so adamant about not submitting to it.  He was more trouble alone on the GL than Katie and Carter were together when Carter was learning what it meant.  I tried to walk him once on it but ended up stopping the lesson once he submitted and acted polite for all of a half a minute, then tried it again for a short session the next day.  Put it on and go until he cools off and walks nicely for a minute and then take it off so we can end on a happy note.  Every time it goes on though, the fight begins!

A GL or Halti is not as appropriate for a dog that lunges, like the ones that only do it when they want to go after something, the sudden snap of their head up and back, or to one side, can be very damaging to their neck.
My Earnest is like your Elder, he absolutely hated the GL he's 1/2 Lab, 1/2 Dane, and he layed on the ground, hollered, and clawed his face up. Phyfe will tolerate it, but it's obvious from his demeanor that he hates it, he's just a more tolerant dog. I use a prong on Earnest, it worked like majic from the first day, like the article says, it gave him a signal he could feel so we could work on voice commands. Phyfe wears a prong, too- not because he pulls, but he is very protective, and although he's fine with other dogs if another dog gets in his face I need some insurance to be sure he doesn't protect us too well.

CGC isnt enough...  it is a basic test of good manners... I think if a dog is going to be serive dog, there needs to be strict guidelines and a universal certification that is understood by dog owners, businesses, public transportation ...

But you can totally tell when someone truly needs it for mental or physcial reasons vs. someone pushing the envelope

You can't always tell, seizure detecting dogs being the first that come to mind, because a person with epilepsy is no different in appearance from anybody else, until they have a seizure. And it seems like Border Collies and some Spaniels are very good at this, people are not used to seeing them as service dogs, they think of GSDs and Labs or Goldens.  I've read about Great Danes and other tall dogs being used for people with MS and other neurological conditions that effect balance, those people wouldn't look different until they had a dizzy spell, then the dog is trained to let the person lean on them, and the dog takes them to the nearest wall or bench. I saw a woman in Applebee's with a dog like that, it looked like a GSH, only much taller (a mix?) and she had to explain to I don't know how many people what her "disability" was, because it wasn't obvious what the dog was for. The restaurant employees were all polite, if a little too inquisitive, but several customers were downright rude.

What source is the reading from? I totally agree with its observations, I want to share them with some friends who still have this idea that it's essential to dominate your dog to get good behavior.  Unless I back it up with the source, they'll say "oh, it's another one of your nutty friends, THIS is a real expert.

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