Nothing But Norman #62

Happy Saturday All!

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Norman’s favorite spot on the couch was right next to me on the chase lounge, he would lay by John sometimes but mostly he was by me. At night when 9 pm came along he somehow new it was bedtime and he would get up from his spot and stand on the ground and lay his head on the chase lounge and just stare at me until I got up and went to bed. Even when I didn’t want to go to bed just yet he would move all around the chase lounge and stare at me from different angles. He is the only dog that would let me know it was bed time until now. It’s taken almost a year since Norman’s passing for him to channel his son Gambler. 3 times in the past week Gambler has gotten up from Norman’s spot on the chase lounge next to me and has laid his head on it staring at me trying to get me to get up and go to bed. Thank you Norman for coming back in your son.

Heaven gained another furangel yesterday. Norman was waiting to show his buddy Carson the ropes. Carson was my co-worker and friend Laura’s pal. He will me missed by all. Picture collage was taken this past August by her best friend Lisa Finke. So glad she has these wonderful pictures to remember Carson by. RIP Big Guy!

It came to me that every time I lose a dog they take a piece of my heart with them, and every new dog who comes into my life gifts me with a piece of their heart. If I live long enough all the components of my heart will be dog, and I will become as generous and loving as they are. – Anonymous

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FitDog Friday~Racing Threw The Field

This weeks hunting was a bust, no retrieves for the gang. Glory and Nellie got to hunt on Saturday and the G team got to hunt on Sunday. All that was shot was pictures of the gang. So since they didn’t get any exercise with their retrieves they got their exercise racing around and playing grab ass when we set out the decoys in the early morning and then again when we picked them up. They think the field with the decoys in it is a race course. Much fun and exercise was had.

 

Gambler scrubbing his back for some twisty exercise.

Glory joining in on the twisty fun.

I’ll catch you Gambler!

Running through the crane decoys is like a race course.

WEEEEEEEE

I’ll get you daughter of mine, I might be old but I can still kick your booty.

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#PAW14 at Tractor Supply Store~We Visited

Yesterday I gathered up the dogs and we went to town. We went to town because we found out from Melisa over at Barking from the Bayou that Sept 17-21, 2014 is Pet Appreciation week  #PAW14 at Tractor Supply Store with a main event happening on Saturday the 20th with pet adoptions, pictures and drawings for some cool prizes.

G & G at Tractor Supply Store

Nellie riding shotgun to the store.

I couldn’t take all three dogs in at the same time so Glory was the chosen one since Gman may pee on stuff.

#PAW14

Time to check out the food, here’s my food Pro Pan Focus Adult.

Checking out all the cool toys.

I think I need some Jones chews.

This looks like a comfy bed.

Most important like always when at an event always scoop your poop.

Keep the place clean.

The loot.

Glory’s new stick toy.

We won’t be able to go back on Saturday for all the fun, if your not busy check out if there is a Tractor Supply Store  near you.

Well over a year ago I wrote a post about The Pink Whistle Society and how Glory’s picture got picked for the PWS poster. You can read about it here.  I bought both the drawing that Debbie from Stonebraker Art did and the poster. I finally found a frame to fit the poster and now have it hanging in my living room.

Just a fyi, for the next two weeks posts are going to be pre-empted. The G & G team are headed to Saskatchewan snow goose hunting. Nellie is staying home to man the home front. So if your wondering why I have mish mash posts that is why. I also have to admit that the funny pictures I take with the gang and the geese are not photoshopped but the geese are not real they are the decoys we use to lure in the real geese. They look so life like.

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Wordless Wednesday~Monkey See Monkey Do

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Tasty Tuesday~Yummy Human Treat

I made these muffins over the weekend and they are one of my favorites so I thought I would share them here.

I didn’t take pictures while I was making them because they are messy but you can enjoy the final pictures.

 

Cream Cheese Muffin Puffs

1/2 Cup Sugar

1 Teaspoon Cinnamon

1/8 Teaspoon Almond Extract

1/4 cup Melted Butter or Margarine

1/2 Teaspoon Vanilla

10 oz Can Hungry Jack Flaky Biscuits ( I used the extra butter ones)

3 oz Cream Cheese, cut into 10 cubes

Heat oven to 375

In a small bowl combine margarine and vanilla. In another bowl combine sugar, cinnamon and almond extract.

Separate dough into 10 biscuits. Press or roll each into a 3 inch circle.

Dip each cheese cube in margarine and then in the sugar mixture. Place cube in center of each circle.

Fold Dough over cheese, covering completely. Seal well, shaping into balls.

Dip each filled biscuit in margarine and then in the sugar mixture.

Place seam-side down in ungreased muffin cup.

Bake at 375 for 12-18 minutes or until golden brown.

Remove from pan immediately and enjoy the warm gooey goodness.

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Monday Mischief~Wrecker Wednesday

As usual most of the gangs mischief happens on Wednesday’s after I have been gone for two days and they have been in their kennels. I have now named Wednesday’s: Wrecker Wednesday.

This latest mischief was a emotional one for me. Usually when the gang gets into mischief it doesn’t really bother me as I am so used to them wrecking stuff it’s just like another day. This day started out like normal, the gang woke me up early because they wanted to go do something. I jumped in the shower and when I got out, I heard the tall tale sign something was not right…..rrrrriiiippppp!

This is what I saw:

Gambler started it!

Glory started it!

As you can see my towels are on the floor so that was the first mischief, Gambler stole my towels while I was in the shower.

I am old and wise and I didn’t do it!

The crime scene. The photo book was behind the egg basket on the shelf.

For the past three years I’ve had 2 photo books/3 ring binders on that shelf behind the egg basket. They have never touched them before. I’m not sure what made them decide to touch the photo book this day, and why they always chose my stuff to wreck? The photo books/3 ring binders are books that I made after my mom and dad died. Each one contains remembrance pieces about them and from the funeral. It contained pictures of the flower arrangements, cards, obituaries,  newspaper articles ect. The one they started to wreck was my moms, probably because it was on top.

I didn’t wreck a thing, I’m sitting here reading these nice cards.

Rrrrrriiiiipppppp! Opps, did I just say that out loud?

I think I should bring the stuff out here in the loft and chew on it.

What very dear cards you got for the passing of your mom.

All in all I just lost a couple of cards. The other stuff I can reprint as I have it all saved on my computer. I thought ahead and scanned everything into the computer in case something happened to the book and I also have a duplicate books for my niece and nephew so I can get copies from theirs.

On another day Gambler dug into my computer bag and ripped up my reusable grocery bag.

My reusable grocery bag.

uh oh

The next mischief for the start of this week was a doozy too. Saturday night I made jalapeno & cream cheese stuffed goose breast wrapped in bacon. In order to hold the bacon I had to put toothpicks in it. John and I ate supper, I finished first and thought John put the remainder breast in the fridge. I came down Sunday am at 4:30 am to get ready to go hunting. I saw the breast on the stove and thought to myself that I couldn’t believe no one came down in the night and ate it. So I made my chai tea and next thing I know Gambler is licking his lips and I look at the stove and the breast is gone! I was right there with my backed turned and didn’t even hear him! I freaked as I knew it had 2 toothpicks in it. I went over to where he showed me he ate it and there was 1/4 of one toothpick. So out to the shed we do for a cocktail of hydrogen peroxide and up came the goose and both toothpicks. Normally I wouldn’t freak out about eating stuff and just let it pass but we had a case in the clinic of a dog that had a reoccurring draining tract coming from what appeared to be it’s anal gland. We called in a specialist and he did a exploratory surgery on the draining tract and pulled out a toothpick that was working it’s way out through the ass cheek. After surgery the doctor talked to the owner and she said oh yes I know where that came from my dad was eating bacon wrapped chestnuts a while back! So sorry Gambler I hope you enjoyed it coming back up as you enjoyed it going down!

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Nothing But Norman #61

Happy Saturday All!

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I’ve shown these pictures before as they are my favorite ones of Norman hunting in Saskatchewan back in 2009. I turned them in to sepia for today’s post and think they are just as lovely. We will be going to Saskatchewan in a few weeks so thought I would get in the groove.

Last Sunday I reloaded Norman’s ashes into the shot gun hulls that we used on our last hunt together in Saskatchewan. After we shot our geese John and I picked up the empty shells we used while hunting with Norman and I saved them knowing one day I will be putting Norman back into those shells and bringing him back up to the fields we hunted in the past and would lay Norman to rest on his final flight in Saskatchewan. Norman and Nellie were part of the reason we started going to Saskatchewan snow goose hunting. A puppy buyer bought a puppy out of Nellie, we became friends and he invited us along on a hunt and have been hunting there each year ever since. We used to go elk hunting but that meant the dogs had to stay at home. Our dogs are our life so why not start doing something with them so snow goose hunt it was. I wanted to see if the shells would go off and how it would turn out so we took Nellie and Glory down to the pond to give their fair well to Norman on our pond.

Nellie on left, Glory on right.

Whatcha doing mom? Nellie asks.

We’re going to say goodbye to your dad Nellie.

Be free Norman.

Till we meet again my friend.

 

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FitDog Friday~Another Goose Hunt

Went on another early morning goose hunt with the G team. I set my camera to a higher ISO so it was at 1600, I didn’t do anything else as I didn’t know quite yet how to change other settings. I think these pictures turned out much better than my blurry across the screen photos.

Gambler

Gambler

Glory

Glory.

Glory.

Gambler hanging out by the blind.

Gambler and Glory hanging out by the blind. They each had to be on one end.

Gambler head shot.

Glory head shot.

Gambler screwing around.

Hunting is done, lets screw around more.

Screwing around time, I can do that.

Gambler doesn’t share well, as you can see in this photo Gambler wanted to claim all the geese as his, so he got a talking to with the hat. There will be no growling at Glory.

Really I can behave! Today’s birds.

Still need to tweek the settings but for the most part I was much happier than I was the other day with my photos.

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{This Moment} See Beautiful~Successful Hunt Test Season

“The true measure of a man is not what he dreams, but what he aspires to be; a dream is nothing without action. Whether one fails or succeeds is irrelevant; all that matters is that there was motion in his life. That alone affects the world.”
― Mike NortonWhite Mountain

Last Saturday the Sand Spring hunt test season came to a end. Our season began in May and went through the beginning of September. The season is made up of training our two Chesapeake Bay Retrievers Gambler and Glory to compete in AKC – American Kennel Club and UKC – United Kennel Club tests. They are similar but then again so different so you have to train for two different styles. This made for a full summer of many highs and lows as you all may know from following my posts on my blog and on facebook.

This last Saturday I had a major melt down. I went to the hunt test by myself and handled both dogs. It was the last test of the season and I really wanted to get that final Senior Hunter pass on Glory so she could earn her Senior Hunter Title before I breed her this winter. Needless to say Glory was dog one in the group and we failed. Being upset I had to go and handle Gambler now in his test. That didn’t go well either and we failed too. After I was done this is what I posted up on facebook on my Sand Spring Chesapeake page: If success was measured by how many tears were shed this hunt test season I would be a very successful woman. Till next year all it’s hunting time now!

I was feeling a bit sorry for myself and now that some time has passed I have realized that we indeed did have A Successful Hunt Test Season and with that comes See Beautiful!

What is success & failure?

The definition of ‘success’  & ‘failure’ from dictionary.com is:

success
–noun
1.the favorable or prosperous termination of attempts or endeavors.
2.the attainment of wealth, position, honors, or the like.
3.a successful performance or achievement: The play was an instant success.
4.a person or thing that is successful: She was a great success on the talk show. 

This summer I was chasing the wrong meaning of success. I was chasing the hunt test passes and in the end the hunt test title. I got caught up in wanting to pass a test to “show” that my dogs could do it, that they could pass a test without fails. For some reason I had it in my head that fails were toxic and if people knew my dogs and I failed that we would be marked as failures and people would think less of us. My standards were set so high that when the fails came I didn’t know how to handle them and forgot about the real reason and success I was gaining with my dogs.

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                                                                                                                                -noun

1. an act or instance of failing or proving unsuccessful; lack of success:

His effort ended in failure. The campaign was a failure.

2. nonperformance of something due, required, or expected:

a failure to do what one has promised; a failure to appear.

3. a subnormal quantity or quality; an insufficiency:

the failure of crops.

4. deterioration or decay, especially of vigor, strength, etc.:

The failure of her health made retirement necessary.
5. a condition of being bankrupt by reason of insolvency.

6. a becoming insolvent or bankrupt:

the failure of a bank.

                                                                                         7. a person or thing that proves unsuccessful:

He is a failure in his career. The cake is a failure.

It seems for some reason society can’t measure one’s “success” by the deeds one does without gaining an award.

“What is a Title, Really?”

“Not just a brag, Not just a stepping stone to a higher title, “What is a Title, Really?”

“Not just a brag, Not just a stepping stone to a higher title,
Not just an adjunct to competitive scores.”

“A Title is a tribute to the dog that bears it, a way to honor that
dog, an ultimate memorial. It will remain in the record and in the memory for about as long as anything in this world can remain. Few humans will do as well or better in that regard. And though the dog himself doesn’t know or care that his achievements have been noted, a Title says many things in the world of humans, where such things count.”

“A title says your dog was intelligent, and adaptable, and good-
natured. It says that your dog loved you enough to do the things that
please you, however crazy they may have sometimes seemed.”

“And a Title says that you loved your dog, that you loved to spend
time with him because he was a good dog, and that you believed in him enough to give him yet another chance when he failed (or you did), and that in the end your faith was justified.”

“A Title proves that your dog inspired you to have the special
relationship enjoyed by so few; that in a world of disposable
creatures, this dog with a Title was greatly loved, and loved greatly in
return.”

“And when that dear short life is over, the Title remains as a memorial of the finest kind, the best you can give to a deserving friend, volumes of praise in one small set of initials before or after the name.”

“A Title is nothing less than love and respect, given and received permanently.”

Author Unknown

I think everyone competing in an event should read this article: The Art of Losing

JoAnn’s definition of a Successful Hunt Test Season:

– Time spent with your dog(s)

– Time spent with your family and friend(s)

– Lessons learned

– All the See Beautiful moments that come your way

Things JoAnn has to remember:

– Rome wasn’t built in a day

– If someone thinks less of me and my dog for failing they can pound sand and are no friends of mine

– I am a novice trainer and handler

– Gambler is my first dog that *I* trained & handled by *myself*

– The end of last year was the first time I ran a Senior test

– This year was the first time I ran a Master test

– These kinds of tests are by no means a walk in the park and when I win the more accomplished I will feel that I did it alone just me and my dog

– Chesapeakes are not machines and need more than one day of training to run tests

– Gambler and I succeeded in passing one UKC Finished test this year

– Gambler, Glory and I received our CGC (Canine Good Citizen) & TT (Temperment Test) certificates

– Glory received her UKC HRC Hunting Retriever Title

– Glory received three out of four AKC Senior Hunter passes

– Gambler was the #1 Chesapeake in the UKC Top Ten Dog and Breed Standings for two years in a row

– My dogs don’t think any less of me when we fail, they think more of me for getting out there and training, running tests and doing what they were bred to do

– Win or loss their emotions are always the same, they lick my face, wag their tail and let me know they still love me

“Your passion is measured by the difference between your willingness to take actions and your desire to quit. When your desire to quit outweighs your willingness to persist, you are ripe for failure!”
― Israelmore AyivorThe Great Hand Book of Quotes

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