The holidays are almost upon us. There will be lots of cooking, baking, and parties. You may have family and friends over to celebrate with you. Be aware that some people have no idea that there are foods and herbs that are very poisonous for your dog. They may think they’re doing good by treating your dog with table scraps because it’s a special day. Keep a watchful eye not only during your get togethers but when anyone is cooking or baking because food may be dropped or left on the counter unattended. For example, chocolate is very toxic for your furry family member. Here’s a list of items to watch for.
No/chocolate. It is toxic to dogs and cats and can kill them.
No/alcohol. It’s toxic to animals. Careful on foods that may contain alcohol like fruit bread
No/grapes or raisins. They are toxic and can cause kidney failure
No/onions, garlic, leeks, scallions. Can lead to toxic anemia.
Here are a few holiday foods that are okay to give your furry friend. A piece of advice, never feed them while your sitting at the dinner table. Put the special meal or treat in their own food bowl.
Yes/turkey and chicken. Make sure to remove skin, fat and bones. White meat is best.
Yes/potatoes. Careful with what may be in mashed potatoes. No butter, onions, garlic, gravy, sour cream
Yes/cranberry sauce. Keep it to small amount because of the sugar content.
Yes/popcorn. Air popped corn without butter or salt makes a great treat in moderation.
Yes/plain green beans
Yes/apples but NO apple core or seeds. Apple seeds contain a small amount of arsenic – the same thing found in rat poison
I brought Simba home 9 years ago. I must say it has been a learning experience every step of the way. I have had many breeds in my lifetime but none like the GSP. The first lesson was that GSPs is a very high energy breed. They aren’t kidding when you read that if they don’t get enough exercise they can be very destructive. Another detail I learned is why they are called “Velcro dogs”. Simba lives up to that label perfectly. She is glued to my hip at all times. It doesn’t matter if I’m outside, inside, upstairs, downstairs, in bed or in the bathroom; she is there watching over me. Simba has hundreds of FB friends and one thing I noticed in pictures posted was that there was always more than one GSP. There were usually two if not more and always huddled together. Even when sleeping, they seem to all sleep on top of each other. For years, I contemplated with the idea of getting her a sister GSP to keep her company during my work day but I was worried that she would change. Not that I wouldn’t mind some privacy when in the bathroom or getting dressed but I love how she cuddles up to me. I love how she likes to sleep right up against me, I love that she can read my moods and acts accordingly. I didn’t want any of that to change. As you may already know, we adopted Gypsy one year ago because she needed a home. This has been my observation having two dogs. I would suggest that if you’re going to get two,
make them closer in age. The nice thing is that I don’t have to worry about fitting in at least three hours of ball play with Simba. Gypsy makes sure to keep Simba on her toes and running quite a bit. Sometimes, it can be a little too much. There is a great difference at this point in energy levels. Gypsy has become very attached to Simba. She wants to sleep on top of her. She wants the same toy Simba is playing with. She follows her around and wants to be next to her. Don’t get me wrong, I’m still her mum. When the loud red monster trucks are screaming their sirens, it’s me she looks for to comfort her as she howls them away. Simba is still behaving as the only child. They say that the first-born of two children who are more than 5 years apart will grow up with characteristics of an only child. I believe this holds true for dogs as well. Simba still wants to cuddle with me, sleep with me, lay on me, play with me, sit with me and everything else she can do with me. However, she does not let Gypsy lay on her or too close for that matter. If Gypsy lays near her she will wait a few minutes and then move away. Granted, Gypsy being a puppy has pushed all of Simba’s buttons and has exhausted her patience. Simba will play with Gypsy for a little while but then brings the toy to me to play with her. If I had to do it over, I would probably have kept them within two years of each other. At least they would be similar in energy and play with each other a lot more.
First night home for Gypsy and it was time for bed. I laid on mum’s left side as I always do. I like to stretch out right up against her under the covers and my head on my pillow. Mum has her pillow and I have my own pillow. This is how I have been falling asleep for eight years. Last night, my puppy sister wanted my spot! Mum would pick her up and lay her on the other side of her. I would get all comfy under the blanket and suddenly boom!Continue reading →
Dogs Will Be Dogs – Jackson was named after Jackson Hole. It’s no wonder he loves to hike. Hiking is a great way to keep your dog active and fit. It also helps wear them out for a bit when they’re active puppies. Those of you that have active puppies know exactly what I’m talking about.
My puppy sister has been a handful. I don’t know how mum has patience for her. When she was smaller I taught her how to play with my toys. I would bring one over to her and wiggle it over her face until she’d grab it. Then I’d pull but she’d let go. It took a few days to teach her the game of tug of war. It was actually lots of fun for me to drag her around the entire living room. She liked being dragged and learned to pull back too. I warned her not to rip my toys because mum sends then to the hospital and they’re there for a long time. With time, I felt myself get weaker and playing like this sometimes hurt. I couldn’t drag her around the living room anymore. Sometimes, my neck and mouth would get sore. Mum said there wasn’t anything wrong with me, Gypsy was getting bigger and stronger. Suddenly I noticed that mum was right. Gypsy is as tall as I am. I’m still a faster runner, ha! She started to pull so hard that she started to rip my toys. I would stop and tell her mum would send it to the hospital to get fixed, but she wouldn’t loosen her grip. She thinks she can actually win. This is what happens when you don’t play nice, injured toys laying all over the place. Mum would pick them up shaking her head saying, “Oh no, Gypsy. Play nice.” At first, Gypsy would try to pull them out of mum’s hands as she picked them up. Mum says Gypsy is real smart but I think she seems to be a little slow sometimes. The morning the toys came back from the hospital, they looked all better. But this is what mum found when she came that afternoon.
Mum looked so disappointed. Her voice was louder this time as she said “No Gypsy, this is not okay.” Gypsy still tried to take them from her hand again. Jeez, are you kidding? She doesn’t understand human or canine talk. Where is she from? The toys took a while to come back this time, so Gypsy found new toys every time mum was gone for a while. Every time mum would get home and find proof of Gyspy play sessions, her voice would get louder and angrier.
Then one day, I think Gypsy finally got it. Because when mum walked in and exclaimed “Oh no!” Gypsy ran to her crate and didn’t come out until mum finished cleaning up and softened her voice. Maybe, she does have some brains in that hard head of hers. Mum says she’s just a puppy and she’ll learn. When? Who knows!