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Friday, 29 March 2013

HoooLeee Cow Marg is a Superstar

So Marg has been going through her teenage phase and at times it hasn't been pretty.  You see she is rather strong willed and too smart for own good.  She does listen to correction well.  We have never  had a problem calling her off or getting her to drop stuff.  She will even break a steady stare at something if you call her.  So we were hoping for the best when she started growling or yelling as some trainers put it with our dog when bones were about.  She got to the point where we could not bring her to pet stores because if another dog got near her she would bark to let them know that ALL the treats in there were hers.

Along with hogging bones she hogs the bed.... ALL MINE!!
So we have been working on this issue, and have made progress.  The first thing we did was tell her no when she started growling/barking to get the bone and if she did get it we would take it away from her.  So one day she was watching Windy chew the bone, she decided she wanted outside.  So when we opened the back door of course Windy wanted out too and he came outside.  At this point Marg darts back in the house and grabs the bone.  She then disappears in her crate which is her place to have treats.  Sneaky, and wayyyy too smart.....

Things have been considerably better with them and I even started trying to teach sit and stays with treats.  This week we hit paydirt look at the proof below.

The first sit and stay with no treats just in case she got her bossy boots tude on....

Here we have treats in front of them.  Notice that they are even looking at my daughter for permission to GO!
I know it doesn't look like much but man my heart was 100 times the normal size for the Margaroni that night.  No barking, no rushing to get it first and no growling amazing.  I think Windy is giving her the reminder with his paw over hers to tell her to

She has come so far in getting rid of her bad "tude" behaviors.  I just knew that she really wasn't aggressive she just needed some discipline and guidance.  Luckily I am with a great rescue that I can pick up the phone or send an email and express my fears and worries about her and get good suggestions to deal with things.

So to end on a light note and whats a blog entry without some sort of dog shaming .... here is Marg in her St Patties day finest.  Have I ever told you I love her....  :-)

Ummm ok, Momma can we go for our walk now.....
  Well that's my big week I hope yours was was filled with lots of lovely stuff as well.

Take Care

Wednesday, 13 March 2013

Crazy Times My Friends, Crazy Times

Well hello dharllllings

It's been awhile and I apologize.  Life has been up and down and all around since I last posted.  Lets make a quick list of things that have happened:

-  I moved on December 1st to a new house.  Never again will I do that!!

-  Yet again I moved into a new house that my husband describes as "it just needs a little updating" why do I
never learn......It's been painting and construction central around here.

-  I have come down with two very nasty bugs this winter.  Man, I am like a human petri dish some days.

- Took a holiday with the family and we went to Orlando to the land of big ass amusement  parks.  Lots of fun had by all.

-  Last but not least I have been putting off my blog because I'm going through some major decisions on what happening with my fostering situation.  Some of which have left me in tears.

Exciting huh....

So lets get started, depending on when you are reading this blog either grab your coffee, wine, or Gin and Tonic as I prefer and settle in.

First of all I still have the Margster here.  Yup, Mr or Mrs right has not come along yet and she is still waiting.  I know the right person is there but we still haven't reached them yet.  I'm hoping to meet them before May of this year.

This couple filled in an application on her but we didn't think it would work out......It was a gut feeling.
The reason for this is that we decided to buy a trailer and we have it in a trailer park for the summer months.  The kids love the fact that they can have free run of the place and I'm not hovering over them.  Yes, some may say its a little trailer trashy but hey, they are having fun and the parents have get togethers around a campfire and do some socializing.  One big problem we can not bring Marg up there because its in Ontario.  Pitbulls are banned there and I'm not sure she would be welcomed.  Marg, my little Marg whom I love so dearly.

Our little shangra-la in the park..... kinda

When January came around and I was talking to the Mister about this, the full impact of what was to come dawned on me.  I would have to have Marg adopted by May or someone else was going to have to foster her.  This brought me to tears.  I didn't want to let her go and I was suffering delusions of grandeur that no one could understand my Margarita like me.  I got lost in caring for her, started to be possessive of her, I didn't want to see her go and I slipped into hibernation mode for awhile.  Of course later after I finished my ugly cry I realized I felt a similar way when I first left my daughter with a babysitter for the first time and you know what, we all survived. I also realized how damn selfish I was if I were to keep Marg.  What would happen to all the other little pains in the butts that need a soft place to land.  That was it, no more pity parties.  So I blew my nose, put on my big girl panties, and started to try to get her adopted. 

  The good thing about all of this is that my daughter loves the rescue work.  She comes to all the events with me and loves to bake for bake sales as well wrangle puppies at events.  It's something we do together and that is good with me!!  For a girl who is just turning twelve I'm so happy her life is centered around something other than boys or makeup.  Although I do have to empty her pockets out after every event to make sure we are not coming home with another animal.....

I've taken Margarita to a couple of bake sale events and had her glamor shots done.  Recently she has been a little divaish in the pet stores she barks and yells at other dogs who come near the treats that are in reach of her.  She thinks they are all hers.... we are working on this.

Here's her Valentines day photo shoot

So in this picture we see the beginnings of a goober face, but still lovely 

Here we have the pensive wistful look..... a real renaissance girl
When we take pictures of  Marg like this I have to giggle because her chest looks huuuuge.  If you meet her she is not.  She is a medium sized pittie at best. 

Of course what proud step-momma wouldn't want to show off the embarrassing pics here's my favorite from Christmas....
MMMMOM stop taking my picture!!!
She chewed the hat up that night.... what a brat.

I'll be updating more often.  Just out of curiosity are there other foster Moms out there that feel like I did?  Please share so I don't feel like a Cruella de Ville over here.

Take Care