Hello to both my faithful long-time readers and any new readers who may be popping in! Welcome!
So Inara’s nosework has been going fabulously. We transitioned away from sniffing out food and are now sniffing out a plastic container with clove oil scent in it. I was a little nervous that Inara may have trouble with the transition, but nope! She acted like she’s been finding clove oil her whole life! This girl is just blowing my mind! I’m going to have her assessed to see if she has the potential to become an actual detection dog. Not sure what I’d want her to detect though – bombs? Drugs? Bedbugs???
I’m having a hard time finding places to hide the scent in my living room now, so I think it’s time for us to move on to other rooms/locations. My only issue is that I can’t put out a row of boxes for her to sniff down because she’ll do the beautiful search, but when she finds the right box she pounces on it and I don’t want her to learn that behavior. She’s “normal” in class, but at home she goes into search and destroy mode, LOL.
Now, Flea-pocoalypse. *grrrrr* Apparently I came home from somebody’s house 2 weekends ago with some hitchhikers. Biting hitchhikers. Last week I saw just a couple on Inara so I did the routine of:
In the past that has been sufficient. But this time was different. The fleas disappeared for a couple days, lulling me into a false sense of security. In actuality, what they were doing was GATHERING REINFORCEMENTS. They came back with a vengeance. Inara was scratching. The Piss was scratching. I was scratching. And I was angry. I don’t get fleas. My animals are clean, my house is clean. I’m not one of THOSE PEOPLE who has fleas.
So I did some research and took Tuesday off work to wage war on the house and yard:
Pretty much any piece of fabric that was small enough to fit into the washing machine was washed that day in hot water, with lots of Borax.
Area rugs and throw rugs were intensely vacuumed or washed and then pulled. They won’t be put back down until I’m sure the little nasties are gone.
The Dyson has a flea collar in its canister to kill anything that gets sucked up.
Both girls have Revolution on them. Yes, it killed me to do this and I deliberated and stressed over it. I don’t like putting that poison on them, but I knew these fleas were different and needed the big guns. They’ll get another dose next month.
The house was Vacuumed, with a capital V. I spent about 45 minutes on just the couch, and then spent a ridiculous amount of time Vacuuming (still with a capital V) the rest of the house, getting every nook and cranny with the attachments.
I mopped with a mixture of white vinegar and water.
I treated the yard with Seven Dust.
I closed the windows and turned the AC on as fleas need a certain humidity and temperature to hatch. Not sure if my little window unit can reduce the humidity and temp enough, but it’s worth a try.
The girls (and I, I’m embarrassed to admit) are getting spritzed thrice daily with a 50/50 mixture of water and organic apple cider vinegar (ACV). Inara also gets spritzed on her legs and belly before she goes out, every single time.
I’m vacuuming every single day and doing laundry every two days.
I’m exhausted. Every time I see a black speck I go all Rambo-like and fly at it to snatch it and kill it if it’s a flea. I stare obsessively at Inara, watching for any nasties. If I have a normal itch I get all paranoid. I DREAM about fleas. So fingers crossed that my suburban warfare was effective and they disappear.
Heheheh, this title should get some odd hits coming in! LOL
1. Hives – Inara has never had hives before but for some reason broke out in them this week. Fortunately they are confined to her back, just behind her withers (do dogs have withers or is that just a horse term?), so they aren’t hindering her breathing in any way. That confined location makes me think something touched her that caused a reaction, but for the life of me I cannot think what has changed. I gave her a couple Benadryl (please always consult your vet before giving meds to your dog) and they’ve mostly gone done. She still has a couple small ones but I really don’t want to give her more Benadryl as it made her feel not so good. Even stranger, I’ve had a few other friends across the country say that over the past couple weeks their dogs have also broken out in hives. What’s going on???
2. Prozac – Not for Inara this time. For the cat. She has always been crazy but her level of miserable-ness has increased exponentially over the past few weeks for some reason. She growls out the window at anybody that dares to walk by the house. She skulks around. And best yet, she’s attacking Inara. Not just a swat, but full-fledged yowling, swinging paws and chasing Inara through the house. Kind of funny until you realize that at some point Inara may get tired of this and whip around and nail her. So Prozac it is. We’re on day three. I really hope it works. I don’t want to think about what to do if it doesn’t.
3. Sharks – Okay, not really, but sort of. I ordered something for Inara called a shark line leash. It’s like super strong fishing wire attached to a small toggle handle, with a light snap at the end. It’s to help us transition to off-leash work. Because it’s so light, she won’t realize that she is still on leash, but should she decide to act like an ass (my dog? NEVER!) I still have control over her. A lot of friends recommended it to me so I’m kind of excited. I think it may be exactly what we need to get over our training hump. Here’s a link: http://www.jjdog.com/mm5/merchant.mvc?Screen=CTGY&Category_Code=3CATSharkLinesSHAL
Finally, a friend of mine has been having some issues with her pit bull, Toby, and has started a blog to chronicle his training. Today she posted that instead of pushing him further when he’d already had a great day, she STOPPED. That was such a hard lesson for me to learn, so it made me thrilled to see that she got it so quickly! So please visit her blog and give her some love!
I know this is a blog about Inara, but I’m digressing today to post about her feline older sister, Niobe. Little miss has (had?) quite the long coat, ridiculously long over her shoulder blades – she had wings. Unfortunately, she was getting matted and refused to let me brush her or trim the mats out. So I broke down and had her shaved yesterday morning. I helped hold her during the process, throughout which she actually did very well – a lot of squirming, but no hissing or growling or serious bites. So I don’t have any pics of the actual process, but I can do before and afters. 🙂
Hello! I just want to introduce myself quickly, and then I have to go feed the furballs.
My name is Liz, and I am the proud owner of a 3 y/o female American Pit Bull Terrier – Inara CGC, TD, TT. I also have a fuzzbutt of a cat named Niobe, AKA Squeaker or The Piss.
I’m starting this blog just to chat about anything and everything in my life, but mostly about Inara. The trials and tribulations of owning a pit bull. The joy and love you’ll never be able to get from another breed. The ignorant comments owners of this breed get out in public. And also the training successes and failures that Inara and I have.
Thanks for checking out my blog. Keep checking back as I hope to update pretty frequently.