Sunday, March 31, 2013

Days 428-430 Weekend on the countryside

Jen rushed her meat hygiene class to pick me up and jump into a 5 hour long train to Jesenik, and to Dajan's village.
Brno-Olomouc-Jesenik-Vidnava

Are we there yet?
It's close to the Polish border. As in meters close. If we go on a walk from Vidnava, we usually get lost in Poland. And then Dajan's dad gets hypoglycemic and Jen gets stuck trying to get back to civilization. The usual.

But this weekend we can't go far, it's a snow blizzard.

So instead we sat by the fire and drank whisky. We don't have fire nor drink whisky, but we do dog equivalents. Sit on pillow and munch on bone. Pretty close.

Dajan didn't care for the bone until I got here
Now she acts as if it's the most tasty one ever
She's such a baby, I would never do that

On Monday Jen has class so we have to go back to Brno. We missed the bus, so we had to walk to the neighboring village. Jan went hypoglycemic on the way, so we barely made it. Dajan knows when it is going to happen, but she doesn't know how to warn. Jen offered to teach her something but she kind of has to take care of Jan when this is happening. Apparently, letting him seizure while teaching Dajan to bark is not nice.

I don't wanna go home, I wanna stay and play with Dajan

Monday, March 11, 2013

Day 408 Being good

Dajan was here for the weekend but she left this morning.

Me, Jan, Dajan and the power tool they bought
I am always sad when she leaves, I walk slower, I have my ears down and I simply not my reactive/hyperactive self.
At school
"Not reactive/hyperactive" basically eliminates my biggest problem, and without that I am a very good guide dog. In fact I got complimented on by the trainers when Jen came to pick me up in the afternoon.

Jen was very happy to hear that, as I wasn't a very good doggy during my heat.
She likes hearing I am good, but she doesn't want to hear it too much either (because last time she heard that her puppy was being good, it meant the end was approaching and she had to let her dog leave to her new family).

She taught me a few things that she's not necessarily supposed to.
Climbing on trees
Bayas and I performing bench tricks
Anyway, as a reward, I got a nice bone to munch on. The bone is as big as me! :)
Mine

Saturday, March 9, 2013

Day 406 Shopping for tools

  Today we had a nice outting.
 
We found at the bus stop a sign in braille. How is the blind person supposed to know it's there?
Besides, there is not much space for the hand, so it's not very readable...
It's like that little sign that tells blind people where to sit in the tram...
If they can't see the sign, how do they know which one it is?!
We went to buy tools because Jan is making a new kitchen. A new kitchen means new food. New food means happy dogs. So Dajan and I went to help him buy the necessary tools.

It was a lot more boring than I expected, I almost fell asleep at one point!
Dajan was a lot more polite, seemed concerned and listened to all the discussions made.

All the kitchen talk made us hungry, so we stopped on the way home to get us some food. And by us, I mean Jen and Jan, not actually us-us.
Hmpf we're hungry too!!!

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Day 402 Was a bad doggy

We went to the Tesco field as usual. This time with a mission: we burried our roommate's pet hamster who just died.
RIP little Brownie
My heat is over and finished, but my bad mood isn't. We try to avoid other dogs especially males when possible. But Jen is encouraging me to be around them without getting all defensive and aggressive.

So she likes to play stuff like fetch, so I can be around other dogs, yet not interact directly with them and concentrate on another thing. As we were playing just Jen and I, a little black mutt came along and joined the session. And I was really good, and he even was a male!
Me being an angel
Still an angel
Angel as always...
Until I attacked that random dog.
He dared sniff my butt, that awful dog. So I decided to attack him unprovoked.
(we don't have pictures of this, because instead of taking brilliant shots, Jen yelled and seperated us)

I didn't actually hurt the dog. But I looked fierce. Jen asked the owner if he could stay 5 minutes, and she made me obey a series of commands right by the other dog, and petted the other dog, and a whole bunch of stuff just to annoy me.

Anyway Jen was furious, put me on leash and marched back home :(