When you have multiple dogs, it is important to remember to take them out alone.
It partly strengthens the individual dog's bond with me, and partly it gives the dog confidence that it can cope without the other dogs.
I have seen dogs whose alone time has been neglected go into a panic as soon as they are on unfamiliar ground without their pack.
Besides, sometimes it can be nice to only have to concentrate on one dog.
Not long ago I took Audi to a show. We always bring the dog stroller with us when we show. Audi loves it and often jumps up and takes a rest in it at home too. It is clear that he associates it with something cozy. Audi makes contact with me in a completely different way when it is only him who is with him. He usually has full focus on me when we are away together. It was a wonderful day with nice people and dogs and Audi ended the day by becoming Danish Champion. I am so proud of my beautiful boy.
At Easter, a corgi gathering was held near Viborg. A total of 250 people and 150 dogs showed up. It was naturally Mini's turn to bring her human family without the two little black pests.
She had misunderstood the arrangement a bit, however, and was a bit put out when she discovered that there were other dogs than hers. When she then discovered that there were sausages and cake ad libitum, she accepted the concept and was content to shout at the dogs that didn't look like corgis. I dare say there wasn't a single cake crumb left for the birds after Mini had vacuumed the ground under the cake table.
At the meeting we had the pleasure of meeting Mini's litter sister Leise. Leise was born at our home and lived with us until she was 16 weeks old. Even though she is now eight years old, and it had been two years since we had last greeted her and her family, it was clear that she remembered us and was happy to see us again.
As a breeder, it is always a pleasure to see your puppies thrive. I can live on the many Leise hugs for a long time.
The dog who really won the lottery was Cookie. She was allowed to come home to visit GRANDMA.
For Cookie, there are some words that have a little more meaning than all other words. They are the words: good morning biscuits, trip, drive, dog valley and grandma.
As soon as she hears her grandmother's voice on the phone, she wiggles her whole little body and rolls over on her back to have her stomach scratched.
I took Cookie's favorite treats and her blanket home to my parents.
The dogs always bring their blanket with them when we go out. Ever since they were puppies, they have learned that it gives them praise and treats when you sit on the blanket. This doesn't mean they can't run around, sniff and greet the people we visit, but it gives them a kind of base that is familiar and where they can find peace.
Once I arrive at Grandma and Grandpa's, I offer Cookie a treat which she simply sniffs. She's busy, she's going to Grandma's. Grandma's place offers free sniffing and liver pâté for lunch.
Grandma is standing in the kitchen and Cookie spots her as soon as she comes in the door. It's a beautiful moment. Cookie is smiling, her ears are laid back and her whole little body is shaking with joy. About half a meter before she "hits" Grandma, she starts rolling over on her back, because Grandma is so good at petting dog bellies.
Then Cookie shows Grandma where the refrigerator is, in case Grandma forgot. Grandma takes out a meatball. Cookie eats it with relish and throws herself on her back in front of Grandma. It's been at least five minutes since her little round belly was scratched.
For lunch, Grandma spreads a liver pâté, which is cut into bite-sized pieces. When Grandma takes a bite of bread, Cookie also gets a bite of bread. Cookie sits neatly under the table and waits.
When the rye bread is finished, Cookie tries to coax a treat out of me. Suddenly, they're good enough, now that she's had her liver pâté. I flatly say no, after which Cookie runs over to Grandma and gossips. That triggers another liver pâté.
We walk around the garden, look at flowers, Cookie looks for the hedgehog. We practice some hoopers around the small trees, tricks and hide some treats for Cookie to sniff for.
While the rest of us drink coffee, Cookie sleeps on her blanket, full and happy.
I carry Cookie out to the car after she has given Grandma and Grandpa a nice paw. She is getting heavier and heavier!
If it were up to Cookie, we would visit Grandma every day for lunch.
About this week's blogger:
Helene is an early retiree and spends a large part of her time with her animals. The animal team consists of 4 dogs, 1 cat, 15 free-range chickens, approx. 80 aviary birds and her daughter has three axolotls. And now she and Cookie can also call themselves a reading dog team.
She loves writing short stories, poems and stories from her everyday life and enjoys reading a good Scandinavian crime novel.
In addition to Helene and all the animals, the family consists of Birger 55 years old, Thor 12 years old and Sigrid 10 years old.
Have you had some alone time with your dog today?
When you have multiple dogs, it is important to remember to take them out alone.
It partly strengthens the individual dog's bond with me, and partly it gives the dog confidence that it can cope without the other dogs.
I have seen dogs whose alone time has been neglected go into a panic as soon as they are on unfamiliar ground without their pack.
Besides, sometimes it can be nice to only have to concentrate on one dog.
Not long ago I took Audi to a show. We always bring the dog stroller with us when we show. Audi loves it and often jumps up and takes a rest in it at home too. It is clear that he associates it with something cozy. Audi makes contact with me in a completely different way when it is only him who is with him. He usually has full focus on me when we are away together. It was a wonderful day with nice people and dogs and Audi ended the day by becoming Danish Champion. I am so proud of my beautiful boy.
At Easter, a corgi gathering was held near Viborg. A total of 250 people and 150 dogs showed up. It was naturally Mini's turn to bring her human family without the two little black pests.
She had misunderstood the arrangement a bit, however, and was a bit put out when she discovered that there were other dogs than hers. When she then discovered that there were sausages and cake ad libitum, she accepted the concept and was content to shout at the dogs that didn't look like corgis. I dare say there wasn't a single cake crumb left for the birds after Mini had vacuumed the ground under the cake table.
At the meeting we had the pleasure of meeting Mini's litter sister Leise. Leise was born at our home and lived with us until she was 16 weeks old. Even though she is now eight years old, and it had been two years since we had last greeted her and her family, it was clear that she remembered us and was happy to see us again.
As a breeder, it is always a pleasure to see your puppies thrive. I can live on the many Leise hugs for a long time.
The dog who really won the lottery was Cookie. She was allowed to come home to visit GRANDMA.
For Cookie, there are some words that have a little more meaning than all other words. They are the words: good morning biscuits, trip, drive, dog valley and grandma.
As soon as she hears her grandmother's voice on the phone, she wiggles her whole little body and rolls over on her back to have her stomach scratched.
I took Cookie's favorite treats and her blanket home to my parents.
The dogs always bring their blanket with them when we go out. Ever since they were puppies, they have learned that it gives them praise and treats when you sit on the blanket. This doesn't mean they can't run around, sniff and greet the people we visit, but it gives them a kind of base that is familiar and where they can find peace.
Once I arrive at Grandma and Grandpa's, I offer Cookie a treat which she simply sniffs. She's busy, she's going to Grandma's. Grandma's place offers free sniffing and liver pâté for lunch.
Grandma is standing in the kitchen and Cookie spots her as soon as she comes in the door. It's a beautiful moment. Cookie is smiling, her ears are laid back and her whole little body is shaking with joy. About half a meter before she "hits" Grandma, she starts rolling over on her back, because Grandma is so good at petting dog bellies.
Then Cookie shows Grandma where the refrigerator is, in case Grandma forgot. Grandma takes out a meatball. Cookie eats it with relish and throws herself on her back in front of Grandma. It's been at least five minutes since her little round belly was scratched.
For lunch, Grandma spreads a liver pâté, which is cut into bite-sized pieces. When Grandma takes a bite of bread, Cookie also gets a bite of bread. Cookie sits neatly under the table and waits.
When the rye bread is finished, Cookie tries to coax a treat out of me. Suddenly, they're good enough, now that she's had her liver pâté. I flatly say no, after which Cookie runs over to Grandma and gossips. That triggers another liver pâté.
We walk around the garden, look at flowers, Cookie looks for the hedgehog. We practice some hoopers around the small trees, tricks and hide some treats for Cookie to sniff for.
While the rest of us drink coffee, Cookie sleeps on her blanket, full and happy.
I carry Cookie out to the car after she has given Grandma and Grandpa a nice paw. She is getting heavier and heavier!
If it were up to Cookie, we would visit Grandma every day for lunch.
About this week's blogger:
Helene is an early retiree and spends a large part of her time with her animals. The animal team consists of 4 dogs, 1 cat, 15 free-range chickens, approx. 80 aviary birds and her daughter has three axolotls. And now she and Cookie can also call themselves a reading dog team.
She loves writing short stories, poems and stories from her everyday life and enjoys reading a good Scandinavian crime novel.
In addition to Helene and all the animals, the family consists of Birger 55 years old, Thor 12 years old and Sigrid 10 years old.