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January, 2009

  1. The Whitehouse Blog

    January 21, 2009 by MyEye

    If you’d like to know what’s happening in the executive branch of our government, visit  http://www.whitehouse.gov/  President Obama and his advisors have continued their use of available electronic media to blog for us.  Since I begin my day checking all my favorite blogs, I added the Whitehouse (and it’s on my blogroll for your convenience).  There are links on the blog for “contact us” and for “questions”.  We should probably make use of them from time to time.


  2. It Is Time To Look Up Even As We Reach Down

    January 20, 2009 by MyEye

    “America. In the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children’s children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God’s grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations. “  Inaugural Address by President Barack Obama, January 20, 2009

    I am moved, I am proud, I am energized, I am tearful.  Together we are embarking on a new journey that I believe will bring us peace, prosperity, and pride.  God bless this Country, and God bless us everyone.


  3. Hard and Fast Breeding Rules

    January 20, 2009 by MyEye

    On e-lists and on blogs, there is much discussion about the role of OFA and PennHip in determining soundness of dogs.  I have some pretty strong opinions on this topic, springing from my history with two breeds.

     In the beginning, I bought a German Shepherd bitch to show and breed.  I did it all wrong in terms of investigating the breeder.  Although her pedigree was decent — line bred on an excellent producer — as she grew, she exhibited the less desireable side of the pedigree.  The worst thing, however, was that her gait became somewhat halting when she was about three years old. I had her x-rayed and her hips were the pits (I think that is a scientific term).  Because she was our pet, and our family loved her, we did surgery so that she would be comfortable.  We road worked her moderately to keep her muscles strong.  She was never bred. 

    We had been bitten by the show bug, however, so we bought another bitch.  This one came from a show breeder who did xray her breeding stock and religiously submitted to OFA.  She was sound and produced our first champion.  For fifteen years we bred litters and showed dogs.  I worked so hard at exposing puppies to strange sounds and lots of stimulus, and to my kids.  Two young boys equal lots of strange sound and stimulus.  We placed some wonderful pet puppies who grew old and loved by their families, and we had moderate success in the show ring.  I always x-rayed.

    Life changes and when my heart dog grew old and eventually died, I did not replace him.  I was traveling with my work, my kids were out and about, I was long-since divorced.  I couldn’t put my heart and soul into raising puppies.  However, like anyone who has loved dogs, after the passage of a few years, I had to have another dog in my life.  This time, however, I decided I wanted a smaller package.  I had ownerd a parti-colored cocker and a pem (along with the shepherds).  I didn’t want the cocker grooming (and vocalization) or the pem’s sharpness.  I’d met Cardigans.  I loved their sensibility and big-dog attitude.  So I looked for a Cardi breeder.  I waited a year for the puppy.  I had decided I did not want to show in conformation, but wanted a dog for companion and performance events.  The puppy I got was happy, biddable, outgoing, friendly, and handsome.  I began raw-feeding him when I got him at eight weeks. He’s never been kenneled, always had natural surfaces on which to trot, we never did any agility. Nonetheless, he is so dysplastic.  When I saw his preliminary x-ray at 13 months, I burst into tears.  There already was flattening and almost no socket on one side.  At three and a half, you can see it in his rear movement.  Despite all those precautions, I know it’s only a matter of time until we can’t do all the events he loves.  Of course I neutered him.  I love him dearly.

    So, what did I learn?  I certainly learned that hip dysplasia can be crippling in the smaller breeds as well as in the big dogs.  I vowed to x-ray my own dogs to determine whether they’d be permitted to participate in agility and herding.  I decided not to breed puppies.  Chase finished his Championship so quickly, and while he was so young, that I’d not yet done any health testing.  I made the decision to run all the tests available and to xray him.  I also did PennHip which, in his case, does not appear to match his OFA preliminary rating.  My decision: if he didn’t earn good health credentials, then he would not be available for breeding.

    I know that breeding only x-rayed dogs whose hips are within the range OFA considers “passing” is no guarantee that any of their offspring will have good hips.  I also know there are environmental issues that affect youngsters’ joint development.  However, I firmly believe that the more information we have about what’s inside the dog, the better decisions we can make over the long term.  I also believe that doubling up on any fault is sure to reproduce that fault — and that includes poor hips.

    I’m not buying into the theory that our dwarf dogs do not have hip problems, or that bad hips do not affect the Cardis as they do larger breeds.  Perhaps one day we will have a DNA test to tell us what markers are linked to hip dysplasia so we can take that into account when breeding, but until we do, I’ll use the tools that are available to try to reduce the incidence of what is a crippling disease — even in our breed.

    My aunt always watched scary movies through the buttonhole of her sweater so she wouldn’t see all of the “bad stuff”.  We cannot breed sound, healthy dogs that way.


  4. A Sad Anniversary

    January 18, 2009 by MyEye

    My mom, Jeanne Randolph, was born in 1925.  When she was 18, she fell madly in love with my dad who was nearly twice her age, but had horses and played polo for the Oakbrook Country Club team.  They had seven of us kids — first three girls and then four boys.  I’m the eldest, but undoubtedly not the wisest.  In 1960, my father committed suicide leaving my mom with us seven kids ranging in age from 14 down to 1-1/2, and a very small life insurance policy.  She perservered.  On January 17, 1964, she died of cancer.  Two months later, my grandmother succumbed to cancer, and the next year my grandfather passed away.  We had never known my father’s family.  He always said even if they left him a million dollars he never wanted to see them again.  So, we grew up orphans and maybe are a little tough.  All but two of us graduated from college — working our way through.  We lost only one of the lambs who became involved in drugs for several years. My youngest sister dragged him kicking and screaming into a more productive life.

    This post is for my mom — enduring, wise, artistic, funny.  Miss you mom . . .
     

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  5. Another Try At Finding the Glove

    January 15, 2009 by MyEye

    I didn’t want to say anything until after the draw at El Paso tonight.  However, I just received an email that Kip and I made it into the 12 slot El Paso Tracking Dog test on January 25th.  It’s about a four hour drive to El Paso from our house, so we’ll leave right after Inca’s Advanced Novice class on Saturday afternoon.  I gave my Sunday afternoon basketball tickets to Brock, Angela, and Adrienne (sob!) in exchange for them taking care of Chase and Inca.

    This weekend I’ll get someone to lay Kip a track in sand (arroyos work) because that’s the ground at the Fort Bliss area on which the Tracking Club of El Paso holds its test.  Think good thoughts for the Kipster — no javelinas or jack rabbits or coyotes to distract him.  Hopefully by Sunday afternoon he’ll have a TD.  It will make the drive back to Albuquerque so much shorter!