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Wordless Wednesday: Hero sammich

Heroes for a young pup. Euka is a hero sandwich, so to speak.

When I grow up, says Euka II, I want a pink nose just like yours.

Of course you do, says Jarvis. And you will. It’s the trademark of a CCI dog. Pay attention to your lessons and do what your puppy raiser tells you.  Then maybe some day you can be a pink-nosed Facility Dog, too.

Euka nods her head and puts on her serious face. She’s watching her two new friends, Jarvis and Nanook, copycatting everything they’re doing this afternoon. Which is pretty much laying quietly during the CCI graduation. The two older dogs are wonderful role models for our ornery puppy.

Euka has met working dogs Nanook and Jarvis. And I loved watching her watch them. Nanook is a Facility Dog with his handler, Cynthia, at Michael’s House Child Advocacy Center and Jarvis works with Margie at Triangle Therapy Services.  Both are focused on working with children.  Awesome stuff.

More on what Canine Companions for Independence Facility Dogs can do is at CCI’s website: CCI Facility Dogs.

Wordless Wednesday: Euka II wants to be your Valentine

Euka II wants to know if you’ll be her valentine.

Aww, that’s sweet. But she also wants to know if she can get off this frozen chair. She’s losing feeling in her nether regions.

It’s 29 degrees on this winter morn. The metal lawn chair is glittery with a coating of frost. And  Euka II is sitting nicely while wearing her Eukanuba pink scarf like a rock star.

Single handed – by myself, y’all – I managed get the pup on the chair, next to a heart pillow and to wear a scarf long enough to get some photos.

If I achieve nothing else with this puppy over the next year, I got this.





Wordless Wednesday: Master of the Hunt, Part II

I’m half German Shepherd and half bad ass.
That’s right, I’m 100% Booyah, baby.

On last Story Sunday, Master of the Hunt, we presented a challenge to identify any one of the breeds that you think makes up this funny lookin’ All American blend that is Jager.

From the comments left on the post and on the Raising a Super Dog Facebook Page feed we have:

fox terrier (2)
cattle dog (2)
border collie
Shetland sheepdog
Labrador retriever
Brittany spaniel
German shorthaired pointer

All fine guesses and the only thing I would add would be squirrel or raccoon and maybe a little bit of Kowakian monkey-lizard*.  The best part is that there’s nobody that can prove us wrong. So we can’t deny Jager’s claim to his German heritage. There might indeed be some rottweiler condensed into that little body.

My thoughts? Considering his early diagnosis of dermatomyositis, a congenital condition that is seen in collies and Shetland sheepdogs, there’s a solid chance of Sheltie in there. And I can see it around his ruff, so that’s easy to believe.  Then there’s the liver colored schnozzel pad and the orange spots that marks a Brittany spaniel.

But good grief, that attitude of his. Freaky and predictably unpredictable. Hyper alert to the unusual, like the neighbors getting home and closing their car door. Yapyapyapyapyapyap, says Jager.

All appearances aside, the dog has some terrier in there. It has to be true. All packed into his funky little head. You might say there’s inside that fuzzy exterior, there’s a terrier wanting to get out. Real bad, too.

Which does explain why he answers to the name of That’s Enuf Jager! Quiet, big guy.

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*Star Wars: Episode VI – Return of the Jedi (1983) and About Jager

Wordless Wednesday: Wall support

Sure, it’s entirely likely we used the lowest bidder to put up this office building of ours. What company doesn’t do such frugal things?

But still, I think those walls will be ok for a little while longer, Euka.

Just relax and enjoy your not-a-cat nap.  Wishing you sweet dreams of full bowls of kibble and yellow tennis balls.

Wordless Wednesday: River beauty

Euka II poses by the swollen Great Miami River at one of our spectacular metro parks. All that snow that had dumped upon us had melted, then because it’s January in Ohio, it rained. A lot.  We’re near Englewood Dam, one of the five dams built after the Great Dayton Flood of 1913.

I wasn’t trying to get all moody with the black & white. The river was a sewer poop brown and was distracting to the beauty that Euka was exuding from her lovely self.