Connemara Terriers Dog Blog

I am a bad blogger

2009-10-29T04:29:00.002-04:00

Bloggers are supposed to either write diary style but allow all others to see.. Or write to capture and hold the readers interest. Right? At least I think this is what blogging is supposed to be about.

I am not good at either one of these things.

Maybe I will do us all a favor and kill this thing soon...

Two Police K-9's Found Dead

2009-07-06T10:09:00.003-04:00

Two Police K-9's were found dead after handler left them in his car at Police HQ.

As a formed K-9 Handler & Police Officer myself, I am sickened by this. For less than $25 and a trip to Radio Shack, one can make a car heat alarm set to sound the horn or siren if temperatures inside the vehicle get too high. Or better yet - TAKE YOUR DOGS inside the station with you.

I am hoping there were extreme, extenuating circumstances beyond the officer's control... Please I pray this is the case. It is a tough pill to swallow if he simply had his head up his arse and forgot about them.

I wonder if I will ever get how to blog "correctly"

2009-07-05T21:04:00.002-04:00

It feels like I have created this little place on the web only for people to read about what I think. Who cares really? When you get right down to it, most people only care about telling you what THEY think... Am I right or wrong? I suspect I am very right about this.

I never did keep a diary as a child. Maybe I won't be a blogger as an adult. I'll give it a little more time to see if I can get into the swing of it. I am just not feeling it yet.

Here's a picture of the boy. I love this little fella.

Bar Harbor, Maine

2009-07-03T09:17:00.004-04:00

I just returned from a week in the Bar Harbor, Acadia area of Maine. What a beautiful place. One would think that after living here for 23 years, I would have been there before now. But this was my first visit.

I was quite disappointed that I was unable to take a couple of the terriers. The hotel did not allow dogs and the Beehive Trail/Hike did not allow dogs either. ...Once I got to the top of the mountain and peered down the side of it that we needed to rock climb down, I understood why "NO DOGS" are allowed on this hike. The Beehive Trail is not for the faint of heart or weak of limb, nor for those afraid of heights (like me). It has a perpendicular climb straight up and down at its steepest point. I paced for a few minutes before deciding to get on with it. I would have never been able to get two Jack Russell's down the side of this mountain safely. Instead, I had a silly, never take anything serious 14 year old boy with me who thought it would be funny to pretend he fell off the side of this mountain. Yes, it was quite the adventure.

I was delighted to later visit the "Jack Russell Pub" too. It is a quaint little English pub style restaurant in the middle of Bar Harbor. Pictures covered the walls of Jack Russells. Photos were left by patrons of them with their Jack Russells. What fun it was. They had great beer and even better Creme Brulee. But don't mix the two... I didn't feel so well later.

Resurrecting the Blog I started last year

2009-06-25T13:53:00.004-04:00

I began this blog quite a while ago, posted twice and then never found my way back. I often do things of this nature - take on too much at once. At the time, I had a horse farm - As in a training center and boarding facility. I have never bred horses nor do I care too. My passion has always been the same passion; Dogs.

I sold my horses, said goodbye to the farm on New Years Eve, moved all 20'ish dogs into our new place and never looked back. Things are much easier now for several reasons:

1. No more up at 5am to grain and hay horses.

2. No more traffic of 20-30 people a day at our home to ride their horses or train.

3. No more knocks on the door asking me for advise, wanting to complain or asking for a raise.

4. No more issues with, hay delivery or water supply to the barn in 10 below zero weather.

I will say this though; It was a beautiful property and I did enjoy "sparring" with the fellas that worked for me. And I miss "night checks" in the barn and spending that quiet time with the horses.

Instead, my days go more like this:

Up at 5:45-6:45 am... No alarm clock anymore. I get up when the dogs tell me it's time. I spend the day shifting back and forth between dogs and puppies. And I write or work on different projects centered around the dogs.

It's a good thing I have some of those "alphabet diseases" ADHD, OCD, and a few others I am sure haven't been named yet. Personally, I love the whole ADHD/OCD thing and I don't medicate. This means I get things done. It may be in a disorganized and obsessive manner, but I do the work of three people. True, half the time I can't remember little things - things I file away under "don't need, care or want to know" and sometimes I put the dish towel in the fridge by accident because - HEY LOOK PUPPIES! A TURKEY IN THE YARD!

I go to bed when the dogs "excuse me" for the day. This can happen anytime before midnight. Usually they take pity on me and let me go around 10pm. I spend another hour or two on e-mails and general computer/website upkeep and then I sleep and wait for the dogs to signal me to start another day.

Some days, the phone rings 20 times. I spend those days caring for the dogs while I talk to someone about something to do with dogs. Or lately, I spend 3 hours on a call with tech support for something relating to or for the dogs. Webcams still not working, website won't load, internet connection on the fritz. But I love where I am in life right now. And I love spending my days with my dogs.