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 Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 7:59 pm
OMG a papillon! I demand more pictures!
He looks like he could very well have some chi in him, though it could be just poor breeding. Most of the paps you find in rescues are going to be dogs that came out of puppy mills so needless to say the quality of breeding is never the best in those places. When I originally decided on a pap I also researched rescues initially before deciding to I wanted to go the way of a responsible breeder. Must say you lucked out because paps thankfully are still pretty rare to find in general shelters I fear with the small accessory dog craze however we might see a jump in them showing up within the next several years though.
Glad to see you saved a life. Do you know how long he was in the shelter? The lack of eating might be in part from being nervous. Might also point to the fact he had an owner that catered to his whims before ending up a stray. Does he seem people friendly as opposed to really skittish? I would suggest getting him a high quality food to help get his weight back up.
I'm also curious about his tail too since they are suppose to have tails. Can you tell if it was docked? Perhaps he injured it at one point and an owner had it removed or something... really is a curious thing.
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 8:16 pm
Oi, I'm feeling a little lousy lately. Just so much going on right now, I'm finding it hard to relax or be happy or anything other than just frustrated or tense.
So, I gotta make a bit of an announcement here, as I do on Facebook for my local friends. I'm moving. I've wanted to move back to my hometown ever since I came to college. I had planned on being flexible if something better had kept me in Eau Claire, but as it turns out, nope, nothing better in Eau Claire, so I made plans to move back to Madison in May. Well, a bit of job searching netted me a job THIS week, seriously. It's at Super Target, but it's full time and it pays better. They needed me to start ASAP, which is what I did on Wednesday, was my first day. So this means I need to quit my two jobs here. Well, my job at the game store has been really flexible about it, as well as the Target job. I can work a few days in the middle of the week in Madison, then on the weekend here in Eau Claire until I'm done. Panera has...Well, they will not see me happy next time I'm there. I left them a note in the bin where we put requests off that I was putting my two weeks in, and I figured they'd check it since they need to take the requests out before they make the schedule...Well, almost a week later, and it was still there, and I'm on the schedule for days I can't work. So, I'm going to go in there tomorrow and talk to them. I need to be taken off the schedule ASAP, and I can't work the days they scheduled me. If they can't, then I'm not going to show up. I don't have a choice. They don't have a choice. What are they gonna do, fire me? I don't want to have to resort to that but...like I said, what choice do I have?
I'll be living with my parents for a while. I need to build up some savings and get settled in Madison again, and once I'm stable enough I'll look for a place
But right now, on top of the Panera-being-a-pain-in-the-a** issue, my roommate's fiance is visiting. This roommate of mine is my best friend in Eau Claire, and I love her like I love any great friend. Now, I can understand that she and her fiance see each other only so often, but once again I'm getting the feeling that I'm going to become a third wheel real fast. Not only that, it's just reminding me that I'm so freaking lonely right now. I'm feeling a little hopeful that maybe I'll be able to meet someone in Madison when I'm living there, but at the same time I feel like I shouldn't even bother.
Bleh x.x Tomorrow's gonna suck
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 8:38 pm
Krissim Klaw OMG a papillon! I demand more pictures! He looks like he could very well have some chi in him, though it could be just poor breeding. Most of the paps you find in rescues are going to be dogs that came out of puppy mills so needless to say the quality of breeding is never the best in those places. When I originally decided on a pap I also researched rescues initially before deciding to I wanted to go the way of a responsible breeder. Must say you lucked out because paps thankfully are still pretty rare to find in general shelters I fear with the small accessory dog craze however we might see a jump in them showing up within the next several years though. Glad to see you saved a life. Do you know how long he was in the shelter? The lack of eating might be in part from being nervous. Might also point to the fact he had an owner that catered to his whims before ending up a stray. Does he seem people friendly as opposed to really skittish? I would suggest getting him a high quality food to help get his weight back up. I'm also curious about his tail too since they are suppose to have tails. Can you tell if it was docked? Perhaps he injured it at one point and an owner had it removed or something... really is a curious thing. He came to them skinny, they told me they'd been feeding him extra meals to get his weight up. You're probably right about the owner thing, as he's far more interested in people food and was very expectant when he saw us preparing dinner. He's pretty friendly with people, walked up and met everyone in the house with no problem. As for the tail...there's a stub there like it's docked, so I assume something happened since that's not typical of the breed. Pictures when I get around to it...
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 9:07 pm
Shoki, he's adorable! He looks kind of like a Sheltie to me; could be the markings.
Whatever it is, he is cute! heart
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 12:04 am
Krissim Klaw OMG a papillon! I demand more pictures! He looks like he could very well have some chi in him, though it could be just poor breeding. Most of the paps you find in rescues are going to be dogs that came out of puppy mills so needless to say the quality of breeding is never the best in those places. When I originally decided on a pap I also researched rescues initially before deciding to I wanted to go the way of a responsible breeder. Must say you lucked out because paps thankfully are still pretty rare to find in general shelters I fear with the small accessory dog craze however we might see a jump in them showing up within the next several years though. Glad to see you saved a life. Do you know how long he was in the shelter? The lack of eating might be in part from being nervous. Might also point to the fact he had an owner that catered to his whims before ending up a stray. Does he seem people friendly as opposed to really skittish? I would suggest getting him a high quality food to help get his weight back up. I'm also curious about his tail too since they are suppose to have tails. Can you tell if it was docked? Perhaps he injured it at one point and an owner had it removed or something... really is a curious thing. if you want to put weight on a dog, feeding puppy food for 2-3 weeks and then switching to adult food will jump start them. one of the dogs at work is a labrador with a lot of nervous energy and also a high metabolism. We can't keep weight on her because she just burns it right away, so we feed her puppy food mixed with adult food and it keeps enough weight on her that she looks healthy.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 10:02 am
Just a little update. Still in Afghanistan and still going, though when I leave here, I think I may be a little bit more insane because of it XD
Anyway, though, I'll be back in Germany by May 21, so I don't have that much longer to go, thank Gods. Everything's been pretty uneventful, really. 12 hour days, 6 days a week, dealing with a constant flow of people that shouldn't even be allowed to be in the same room as a computer...Yeah...
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 10:08 am
Davin_Nightwind Just a little update. Still in Afghanistan and still going, though when I leave here, I think I may be a little bit more insane because of it XD Anyway, though, I'll be back in Germany by May 21, so I don't have that much longer to go, thank Gods. Everything's been pretty uneventful, really. 12 hour days, 6 days a week, dealing with a constant flow of people that shouldn't even be allowed to be in the same room as a computer...Yeah... Yikes, enjoy the rest of your time there <3
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 12:14 pm
Good to see you are ok there Dav. Hope all goes well till you're back in Germany
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 4:03 pm
Well, my new dog went to the vet today. Vet said he looked healthy aside from being skinny, but that he only needed to gain about two pounds. For his weight she suggested just letting him be finicky so that he'll eat and also sold us some special super-nutritional dog/cat food...which he won't eat. gonk My mom has also been getting suckered into feeding him leftover chicken (he does a dance and she gives in)..so I bought him some chicken-based dog food...and he won't eat that either.
He wants to live off roast chicken and "Beggin Strips," which are the only treat he'll accept. Hopefully he'll eat better once he's adjusted to being here. In other news, his name is Max I guess...since my mom and sister have decided that "He looks like a Max."
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 4:53 pm
ARGGGG! I hate stupid dog owners! The neighbors across the street have gotten a new puppy. She is about 30 pounds or so and looks to be at least a couple months old. Her owners have gotten in the habit of letting her off leash in their backyard while they are out there with the fence open. Needless to say like any pup her age she is starting to grow her own wings and run off. This of course equals them running after her trying to figure out why she is running away.
Well today, I had the misfortune of going on a walk with Kirby and my mom while she was running around. We were hardly down are drive way when I saw her making a beeline straight for us. From behind her I could here the father yelling, "Don't Worry she is friendly, she is just a puppy!"
Of which I yelled, "Well my dog isn't," As I'm preparing to body block this dog from Kirby. Kirby is a friendly dog, but he doesn't like any dog charging him while he is on leash, especially dogs three times his size. I've been doing a lot of work on his fear aggression to larger dogs and leash reactivity and was not amused when this dog attempted to tackle him. It was as rude as a dog could be and completely ignored any vocal commands.
The guy kept screaming, "She's friendly."
And I kept screaming, "Well mines not," as I'm doing the circle game with Kirby while kicking his dog (a lot gentler than I probably should have because she completely ignored me) to keep her back. At this point my dad who had seen everything had gotten down and went to grab the pup like everyone else was trying to do. Just my luck Kirby went between his legs and immediatly got his leash tangled around my dads leg like some comedy show. The dog then tried to pounce Kirby and my dad finally got a hold of it while a panicked Kirby slipped free of his doggy harness for the first time in his life.
Thankfully he just scurried over to me and I bent down and re harnessed him. At this point the owner had finally managed to catch up to us and his dog. He then went into the, "She just wants to play speech,"
In which for the hundredth time I told him, "Well mine doesn't and will bite,"
"GOOD, let him!" He responded because he wanted my dog to teach his some manners.
Arg since when has it become my dogs responsibility to teach his? Never mind if mine had seriously bit his out of fear. gonk
At that point since he finally had his dog under control I tried to calmly explain to him how he can't just let his dog run up to other dogs because even if she just wants to play, rude doggy behavior like that could get her seriously injured by the other dog who's at the end of a leash. I also tried to explain to him how his dog charging mine would mean that it could undo training I've done with my dog when Kirby sees another large dog. I'm not sure he got any of it. I think he was just kind of looking at me like I was over reacting and making a big deal out of nothing.
It's times like these I wish I had a pit bull, Doberman, or some other big looking dog so people would take me seriously when I say, "MY DOG ISN'T FRIENDLY." stare
Shoki- how much does Max weigh now? I'm just curious of his size. As for giving into the finicky eating, I would suggest against it. First off at this point it sounds like he is only wanting to eat people food/treats which isn't going to give him the balanced diet a skinny guy like him really needs. Plus, if you give into it now it is going to be even harder to fix in the long run. Papillons have been bred for hundreds of years to be companion dogs and they are very sensitive to their people and clever when it comes to training their people.
A finicky papillon is a pap that has learned he can train his owners into feeding him what he wants by simply snubbing his nose and doing mini hunger strikes at food he doesn't want. I would cut out all treats except (to reward important things like going potty outside/ect) I wouldn't give him any treats for begging, dancing, anything else that isn't necessary at this point and get him on a strict feeding schedule.
Plan out a set times during the day for his feedings, and put the food you want him to eat down for 15 mins. Don't make a big deal out of it if he isn't showing any interest. Within 15 mins pick up the food even if he hasn't touched it. For the first day or two he might eat next to nothing, but when he sees that you aren't going to give him anything else and your not joking when it comes to this is when you eat, he will start eating. I know he is skinny and you want him to eat, but it is just as important that what he is eating has the proper nutrition and is a balance meal.
This will mean however you need your whole family on the same game plan about no sneaking treats. I would have him tethered to me by a leash at this point to make sure he doesn't sneak pee, chew, or get into something he shouldn't at this point anyways till he knows the house rules.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 8:04 pm
shoki_de_nai Well, my new dog went to the vet today. Vet said he looked healthy aside from being skinny, but that he only needed to gain about two pounds. For his weight she suggested just letting him be finicky so that he'll eat and also sold us some special super-nutritional dog/cat food...which he won't eat. gonk My mom has also been getting suckered into feeding him leftover chicken (he does a dance and she gives in)..so I bought him some chicken-based dog food...and he won't eat that either. He wants to live off roast chicken and "Beggin Strips," which are the only treat he'll accept. Hopefully he'll eat better once he's adjusted to being here. In other news, his name is Max I guess...since my mom and sister have decided that "He looks like a Max." My dog Taffy, who is a pure breed papillion, tried to pull that. All our vet had us do is lock her in a seperate room when we were eating or making food and to only offer her the food she is supposed to eat. No doggy treats, no scraps no nothing. For the simplest fact that she would eat whatever we gave her cause she would be too hungry to refuse. But of course you have to run everything by your vet cause thats just a good thing to do. He also sounds like he is a definete better match for you and your family because, yes he is your dog but your family also has to live with him :3 Thats one reason why Taffy can't live with me anymore. She's nippy with my daughter. My mom is better at keeping track and controlling her so she stays with her and my dad.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 8:18 pm
Thanks to both of you for the advice. Now, I just have to train my mother to stop feeding him people food just because he can dance and he's skinny. xp
Kriss - Max is 7lbs 8oz and the vet guessed he should be at 10lbs. Also, anyone who responds with "good" to someone telling them their dog is going to be bitten, is seriously an idiot. I hope some of your lecture sunk in.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 8:43 pm
So it seems to me that dogs/wolves, being a species that shares parental duty, have relatively little sexual dimorphism. Is that true? Af Mas Oi, I'm feeling a little lousy lately. Just so much going on right now, I'm finding it hard to relax or be happy or anything other than just frustrated or tense. So, I gotta make a bit of an announcement here, as I do on Facebook for my local friends. I'm moving. I've wanted to move back to my hometown ever since I came to college. I had planned on being flexible if something better had kept me in Eau Claire, but as it turns out, nope, nothing better in Eau Claire, so I made plans to move back to Madison in May. Well, a bit of job searching netted me a job THIS week, seriously. It's at Super Target, but it's full time and it pays better. They needed me to start ASAP, which is what I did on Wednesday, was my first day. So this means I need to quit my two jobs here. Well, my job at the game store has been really flexible about it, as well as the Target job. I can work a few days in the middle of the week in Madison, then on the weekend here in Eau Claire until I'm done. Panera has...Well, they will not see me happy next time I'm there. I left them a note in the bin where we put requests off that I was putting my two weeks in, and I figured they'd check it since they need to take the requests out before they make the schedule...Well, almost a week later, and it was still there, and I'm on the schedule for days I can't work. So, I'm going to go in there tomorrow and talk to them. I need to be taken off the schedule ASAP, and I can't work the days they scheduled me. If they can't, then I'm not going to show up. I don't have a choice. They don't have a choice. What are they gonna do, fire me? I don't want to have to resort to that but...like I said, what choice do I have? I'll be living with my parents for a while. I need to build up some savings and get settled in Madison again, and once I'm stable enough I'll look for a place But right now, on top of the Panera-being-a-pain-in-the-a** issue, my roommate's fiance is visiting. This roommate of mine is my best friend in Eau Claire, and I love her like I love any great friend. Now, I can understand that she and her fiance see each other only so often, but once again I'm getting the feeling that I'm going to become a third wheel real fast. Not only that, it's just reminding me that I'm so freaking lonely right now. I'm feeling a little hopeful that maybe I'll be able to meet someone in Madison when I'm living there, but at the same time I feel like I shouldn't even bother. Bleh x.x Tomorrow's gonna suck The best I can do is offer a nethug. *hug* It sounds tough but you have what it takes to pull through. I can't say that loneliness ever goes away, if you are an introverted kind of person, but you can seek out social situations that help to alleviate it.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 9:34 pm
I just had fun.... my sister collapsed at home while my mother and other 2 sisters were out doing driving practice. I haven't done it for months, so I had to quickly do as much as possible as I could remember while trying to ring my mother (who never answered her phone) to tell her to get back here. Once I got onto her (rang my sister's phone once and got through) told her to come back and got the proper instructions.
What sucks the most is my mother was basically always yelling at her... but it got worse because just when my mother got home, my sister was basically over all her convulsions.... and my mother was yelling at her a lot.
I swear I should have called an ambulance, but my sister doesn't like hospitals... so we don't unless it's that bad.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 9:47 pm
Ugh, what a DAY.
It actually started last night, when my cat decided to throw up IN MY BED at 4am.....and I had to be up early to up to camp for some sugaring with my fiancee and his family. Which is no big deal, I LOVE sugaring season! So I cleaned up my cat's present, and then went to sleep, and 4 hours later (and about an hour and a half earlier than planned) he shows up, gets me out of bed and dressed (cause I'm USELESS in the morning), and we head up to camp. Successful day, gathered a lot of sap, drew a lot of syrup, overall good day at camp, but at 12:30 my mate and I had to leave cause I had to work at 3pm.
I thought.
FINALLY get into a town with service and realize I have a missed call and a message from my boss asking me where I was cause I was scheduled to be in at noon. Big oops. But he's cool with it, tells me no worries, take my time, things are covered, yada yada....But I don't show up til 3pm (the time I THOUGHT I was supposed to work), and the girl I'm working with is like "yea, you can just take the whole day off if you want, I can cover all FIVE of our arrivals tonight".
I really should have listened to her.
But I called up Mike (my boss) to see what he wanted me to do, since it was my bad I was missing all these hours, and he told me if I wanted to, I could stay and earn what I could. Naturally I decide to stay and earn what I could.
At about 5:30pm, I get a noise complaint from a guest in our building across the street (our hotel has 2 buildings which are connected by a skybridge on the third floor). I promise him I'll take care of it, then call up my houseman to accompany me over to the other building. It was a nice day, bright, sunny, 55 degrees, and the first real signs of spring were starting to pop up places, so we opted to just go outside and cross the street, rather than take the elevator up to the skybridge, cross over, and the back down to the floor in question. Once outside, though, some green plant catches my eye in the garden, and like an excited 4-year-old, I run over to examine it, cause hey, I like spring! And this wooden stake that was SUPPOSED to be in the ground, but for some reason wasn't, JUMPED out into my path, and I tripped on it and I landed flat on my a** and my ankle went CRACK under all 140 lbs of me.
At first, Victor and I laugh at my flashy display of grace and then I realize that, hey...I'm in some real pain here. After a few moments of hugging my knee and massaging my ankle, I get up and hobble back to front desk and my coworker is like "WTF?" And I'm like "ow." and I call up my boss (AGAIN) who has me fill out an accident report form. As I'm filling it out, the phone rings, and my coworker answers, then comes back to tell me that the guest who complained wanted to thank me for going over and solving the problem, and I was like "sure no problem...I didn't even make it across the parking lot, but whatever!" and I fill out the form and go home around 6pm.
A whole 3 hours worth of work.
At 8pm-ish, our weekend night auditor calls me up all upset. Some tragic emergency that he wouldn't explain to me yet had occurred and he couldn't come to work, and our weekday night auditor couldn't come in cause she was out of town, and would I pretty please cover? So here I am, back at work on an ankle that is twisted/sprained/torn/maybe-even-broken-though-I-highly-doubt-it trying to make up for lost hours.....and Mike is like "yea...you're seeing a doctor tomorrow" and I'm like "but....but....I have to be back at 3pm, and when am I going to get sleep???" Keeping in mind that I've only HAD 4 hours to begin with....
Today sucks and I hurt. sad
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