up north in Alaska!

It’s workshop season! And what a great start. A trip up north to Anchorage and Wasilla for a variety of topics, freestyle, cross training, team success and treibball. Ask anyone who wants to book me, it takes a lot to get me to leave home. But in this process of prying me away from my comfort, I seem to almost always love every minute, and meet some of the nicest people, from literally all over the world.

I love giving workshops, I love teaching, and sharing, and learning from those I am teaching. It is truly a full circle experience. The bonus to working with such a group of talented folks is that the level at which you can teach is that much higher, and the conversations that much better. Working with talent is always a gift in my opinion.

The groups I worked with in Alaska were so deeply involved in the dog world in one way or another, or another, or another! Mushing, dock diving, obedience, tracking, agility, SAR, hunting. Talented and committed.

The Alyeska Canine Trainers club in Anchorage have an amazing facility. Karen gave me the early morning tour, lucky me! And we tried to use it all, but it is huge. I would be lying if I didn’t say I had facility envy on some level. Folks came from all over Alaska, even Juno. When I asked Martha how she got to Anchorage, she looked at me quizzically and said, “you either fly or swim really hard” and then she had a great laugh!

I was fortunate to get some time watching the Alaska Dogs Gone Wild Fly Ball Team, and to visit the Alaska K9 Aquatics center.

Dinners, driving up the Cooke Inlet to the Alyeska ski resort, which by the way was the only 1 hour of sun I saw while I was there, and then off to Wasilla for a Monday Treibball workshop!

The photos can do the rest of the talking. Awesome all the way around! Just click on the photo to enlarge and follow the arrows.

Thank you Karen and Claudia for arranging everything and taking such good care of me! Nancy

when dogs speak their truth, we should listen

Dogs don’t lie.

I’m not sure if they have ‘the ability’ to lie or not, but I have never met a dishonest dog. If there is one species that lives in the moment, truly in the moment, is honest, and speaks his truth, it is the dog.

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I’ll be quite honest, I think I love dogs because they are the least confusing part of my life. There are no ulterior motives, no hidden agendas, no social game playing, no misunderstandings, no lies. Clear and direct with intentions. I can respect that, and perhaps strive to be more like that.

If Story is hungry and paws my knee to let me know, I believe him. He isn’t doing it to fake me out, or make me get up to inconvenience me, it is his truth. “I am hungry, you forgot about my lunch today.”

When Ocean goes out in the back yard with my husband, in the wee hours of morning, and barks at seemingly nothing, it would be super easy to yell at her. “Why are you barking at nothing?” But she isn’t barking at nothing, she is barking at things that scare her. Noises, shadows, and the place where the bear was on the back side of the fence last year. Her fears are real, and her voice is the only way to tell the world, “I am scared”. When she speaks her truth is is loud and noisy, but it is her truth, it is not for me to say “it’s OK, nothing is there”, because for her, those things are real and they are in fact there.

Franny has never lied about anything, in fact her truth can be brutally honest, like it or not. If she killed something, she intended to do it, no apologies. If she intended to scare something, she did. If you come into our home and she wags her tail and throws her head from side to side, she is filled with true joy to see you. Just you. Not what you may have brought for dinner, not what you smell like, not what you may talk about, or your adventures. She is filled with joy by you, your person, your essence, who you truly are. And this truth is palpable, you can feel it deep inside.

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$eeker finds great satisfaction in work and his people. He has a strong personality, and a deep belief in himself. He might just be the poster child for ‘speaking ones truth’.

$eeker is about being himself, he is not concerned with being right.

He doesn’t try to manage our household feelings/emotions. If he pushed something over while playing, well then he pushed something over while playing, he doesn’t feel responsible for our emotional response, that is solely ours to deal with.

He is clear and direct. You cannot misinterpret his desire to snuggle, play, eat, sleep, work, or harass a neighbor dog through the fence.

He is kind, not malicious. But it doesn’t mean he is not intense. He is gentle with the elderly and children.  He plays like a rock star with Story. The only person that exists in any moment in time is the one he is working with or sleeping with.

At times, I think we must be so confusing for our dogs. We say one thing and then do another. We tell our dogs with our body language that things are not going to go well for them, yet our voice is sweet. we get distracted with thoughts about our day, yet our body language says ‘stay with me’. We are walking contradiction to be sure!

Story is beside me right now, deep in some dream. His tail is wagging and he is lightly chirping. Even now I believe he is telling his truth and it makes me smile from deep within.

Perhaps we should all take a lesson from our dogs in ‘speaking our truth’. And practice this lesson. Life would be so less confusing!

Nancy

snowball treibball

Well, it was a treibball afternoon in the yard. My husband and kids love this game with the dogs. While they were playing away, I decided to try some ‘moving action shots’. The light was kind of funky, it was snowing pretty good, and the wind was strong, but I love the motion…

my B & W’s … $eeker makes using a camera fun!

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Spore and Story – they are a great TEAM. And the crappier, windier, and snowier the weather, the happier they both are…?!!!!

 

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Spore and his TREIBBALL SAFETY GLASSES. On snowy days they are kind of handy!

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I love this dog! Story is so powerful. I want to work, on a better light day, capturing his power, how it feels when you are out with him.

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love this collection. $eeker loves this game!

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And now for Mr. Happy Pants!

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Loving our new snow, but now I am off to warm up … Nancy

bits and pieces of my dogs …

OK, I’m still getting use to this fabulous camera my friend gave me.

I’m not use to so many options, but the cool thing is that it is giving me the opportunity to, (1) learn more about photography, (2) take the photos I see in my head but have never been able to capture, (3) spend more time with my super models in the great outdoors!

I haven’t touched up any of the photos, these are as i saw them, and how the camera interpreted what I saw…

Check out the detail on Story’s ear hair, that was so exciting when I came home and downloaded that one from the camera… I finally got the focus I was looking for, and I love true B & W, border collie black and white that is!

And on the final photo, I was down hill a bit, and the sun must have been right in Story’s eyes because i finally was able to capture is honey colored eyes.

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Nancy

hiking is my drug

I have been working a great deal lately.

Neglecting the thing I love most, hiking with my dogs.

There is nothing quite like the sound of the high Montana desert in the winter. Silent. Crisp cool air, and total silence.

It allows me to hear each and every paw touching the earth. Their breathing. It’s soothing, stress relieving, and my drug of choice. I think I could be a junky actually.

I love to watch my dogs be dogs as they walk in front of me. We move as a unit that is filled with love, trust, and is conflict free.

I needed today as much as my dogs …

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treibball workshop – so awesome!

We had such an awesome treibball workshop today. Five teams, five different skill levels.

Because treibball can be such a strange concept to some handlers, and most dogs, it’s fun to take the time to go over what works and what doesn’t. We started today with ‘teacher/student’ work, and training each other. Great for timing, marking and learning how to communicate without a lot of clutter. Limit variables, ALWAYS limit variables.

One thing I have learned about treibball, or any sport for that matter, is to get rid of the variables when teaching new concepts. Hmmmm, did I just say that again? Create an environment where choices are limited, and both handler and dog can focus together.

Reward the behaviors you are looking for, ignore what you don’t want, and manage the environment. Training happiness, and treibball fun!

We had -

Zeus – the Rock Star Pug – he is our ‘border collie in the witness protection agency!’ He has as many if not more behaviors than most of the working dogs I know, and works as hard as his little body will let him!

Cate – The Grand Dame of the group, and one of the best hard pushers in Montana! Now to convince her owner that they should compete, hmmmmm

Edge – Baby girl at one year old, and she rocks this game. If she stays with it, everyone watch out! ‘The Force’ is with this girl!

Timbre – eager and awesome and wanting to work. She is as smooth as butter, fast, and lethal with distance.

Ruff – Two years ago all he wanted was to play with his friends, now he wants to play with his Mom with treibball! Distance, pushing, waiting… the whole package!

Bailey – the Bomb! That little tiny body carries a world of energy… blind finds, multiple balls, distance. Small but mighty!

 

the super models of snow

OK, we had the most amazing snow last night, over 12 inches at our home. Big luscious flakes! And this morning, blue bird skies and diamond sparkle snow.

The sun gods were shining on my dogs while we were out working this morning. I had so much fun playing and photographing them!

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My favorite… My Ocean.

Happy Winter, Nancy

 

snow dogs

Yay! It looks like Old Man Winter isn’t going to ditch us like he did last year! I swear he was relaxing in Tahiti last December, because we had pretty much the most ‘non winter’ season I can ever remember.

But today, finally, it’s snowing, and snowing, and snowing! Big beautiful heavy flakes. From my office window it looks like I’m sitting in a giant snow globe.

My dogs and I are drip drying as I type away, Franny might even be snoring. After a couple of hours outside, we’re all feeling pretty winter happy!

I’m still learning how to use my new camera. With the snow, the dim light, and motion, I had some good challenges. Because my dogs are gorgeous in motion I am still trying to figure out how to take quick multiple photos one right after the other. Any help would be great!

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I can always count on $eeker to stick his tongue straight out and hold it for me. We call it the “Eddy Murphy, I gots some ice cream, I gots some ice cream…” If you are my age and were into SNL way back when, you know what I’m talking about!

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My happy snow boy! His Highland nature comes out when the weather is stormy in anyway. He never wants to come in!

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Snow flake catcher! If we don’t watch him carefully he works himself up trying to catch them all!

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My gorgeous Franny. I love when she tilts her head up and lets the snow fall on her face. It has to feel as good as it looks when I watch her do this.

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Waiting for meatballs to fly!

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Caught this one just about right. I love this photo

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And this one of my Highland boy… I almost caught the caramel color of his eyes. I have no idea how to bring that out more. Any ideas?

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Another one of $eeker I like. It lightened outside for just a second… I love his brown coming through so nicely!

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Lunch under the tree after a long afternoon outside!

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it was coming down pretty good!

Time to dry off, drink something warm, and then head back out later on!

Nancy

confessions of a camera killer

Hi, my name is Nancy and I kill cameras. Part of my recovery is admitting I have a problem.

I have killed them in four different countries, and several in the same state. One was dropped from a tall building in Spain, that was my favorite camera of all time. Another held under water in Indonesia to get mushed banana off (that was Spore by the way!). One was left on the roof of our car in Baja and most likely bit the dust in the desert, that camera had all of our honeymoon photos on it. And yet another got run over by a snow machine in Antarctica. I’m not going into the cameras that met a tragic death here in Montana, the numbers are high, their deaths varied, and it just makes me too sad.

I have been cameraless for over a year by choice. I had to seriously consider my handling and care taking skills with cameras, and electronics in general. Was I born this way, or was I shaped by my environment? How did camera carelessness seep into my life, when did it happen? I have solely relied on my camera phone for the past year. Surely if I didn’t kill that I could possibly be ready for another ‘real’ camera.

There I said it!

And now enter my friend Sherry, a very talented photographer, who had an extra camera just hanging around. I received a box one day and inside a camera, and a nice one! I was beyond blown away. It was the most generous gift I have ever received.  Will I kill again? That remains an open question. I will take this one day at a time, and also stack the cards in my favor by adding a thick strap, padded case, and a water proof carrying bag. I think she must have sensed my frustration with my camera phone, and is just a super nice person all the way around! It feels good to hold a heavy, delicious, REAL camera again!

I’m grateful to have four canine super models at home, so this was fun!

Nancy! oh happy day…

walking the Grande Dames

How do you know when your teaching, training, and/or work has paid off with your dogs? How do you know when there is an understanding of a concept, or a behavior, important to the success of your team? How do you know when you and your dog have a mutual understanding, a relationship, a healthy functioning relationship?

This afternoon, when all seemed fairly quiet in the neighborhood, I decided to take the two Grande Dames for a walk. All three of us needed some fresh air, our legs stretched, and a bit of time together. Harnesses on, leashes clipped, poop bags in pocket, little baggy of left over turkey, coat, glasses, gloves, and ready to go!

I use to walk them together when they were much younger, but in recent years, I usually take one at a time, or one out with one of our male dogs. You see Franny and Ocean aren’t a good combination anymore, not in the past eight years anyway. They have had enough bad experiences while out on walks to last a life time. So they formed an alliance in a way, an alliance in the sense of, ‘take no crap!’ It’s like walking Dyna & Mite. Individually great, but together they can be fairly explosive, especially in an unstable environment, like in a neighborhood with off leash dogs. They really don’t want to engage with other dogs when out on a walk with me, and truly they just want to enjoy their time.

So off we went, it’s so special to walk with my girls, and I feel that every time I leave the house with them now. Franny has slowed way down, Ocean still has a great deal of pep in her walk. But they both enjoy sniffing and marking, and that we did!

Our walk was uneventful and relaxing the mile out from our house. Cool air, a bit of snow and ice on the ground, lots to smell. However, on the mile back things were a bit dodgy. I try to always take the path of least resistance. The girls, especially at their ages, don’t need any explosions, or the stress that comes with them. So we try to avoid conflicts. I will detour, wait, and sometimes even throw food at an on coming dog to keep them away from my girls.

So my original questions about “how do you know…?” Well, on our way home, the girls and I spotted two dogs behind a wood slat fence starting to fence run on our approach, and set up on us. Both girls stopped and looked right up at me! You could not wipe the smile off of my face. “Thank you” was the first thing that came out of my mouth, and then a piece of turkey for both girls. We crossed the street and kept walking, without conflict. When we crossed the street, a young black lab came roaring down it’s back deck stairs, into a yard, and right up to the fence we were just passing, and started to off load verbally on us. It caught us all off guard. Franny jumped sideways and went piloerect (and that was it which shocked me), Ocean gave that young dog a hard stare and low growl (and that was it which surprised me), then they both looked at me, “You two are freaking awesome today, thank you!”, a small piece of turkey and off we went, crossed back to the other side of the street once more.

I was so proud of my girls, and grateful for an almost conflict free walk. They had a lot of choices with the situations they were put in today. And it could have gone a totally different way. They have, enough times, made other dogs regret their choices for surprising them, again, when they are together it can be explosive.

We came home relaxed, happy, and filled with fresh air. These Grande Dames mean the world to me! May our walks continue …

Nancy