Hi Eve, It poured today, so I am including a photo from yesterday morning.
We have been working through the cavaletti we set up, as instructed, since Saturday. Marshal is very non-plussed about stepping between each rung with each foot. His posture says, what's the big deal?
We knew rain was in the forecast, so we loaded up on our cavaletti reps in the early early morning. Dare I say, I was out there leading him through the rungs, in my PJ's? Well, it only took a few minutes, it was not yet 5am, and the set up is in the backyard--I felt reasonably safe the neighbors were not watching. My timing was good, however, as we stepped between raindrops just as we finished the last pass through the rungs. The afternoon pass was a soggy one, but still no big deal for the Big Boy.
Back to rehab in the early evening, and more fun in the tank. The water level is the same, the incline is the same, but today we added more speed! M did two intervals of 2 minutes at 3 mph, his fastest pace yet. He maintained a walking gate, but boy was he making big waves in the tank! He consumed half his dinner, one kibble at a time, while trying to keep up with the increased speed. At the end of his session, there were 5 homeless kibbles floating in the water--pieces he dropped from my hand or that I accidentally dumped into the water as I tried to keep his attention focused forward. M ate a few of them--apparently the chlorine flavor was not a complete deterrent.
Our new piece of homework is standing from a Sphinx like down. This will be a challenge, as Marshal flops over onto either hip almost as soon as he lies down--he frequently does in a 'sit' as well (aka a puppy sit). So...new work is ahead for us.
After much rushing around today, I am going to call it an early evening. By choice, M is already in his crate. Ansel is hiding from the thunder, most likely in his basket. Paisle, unphased by anything, is working a beef bone the size of her head (no chance this one will get caught on her jaw, hee hee).
It is nights like this, Eve, where I feel your absence. Okay, so thunder was not your friend and I can picture your wide eyes, heavy panting, and nervous shaking like you are under my feet right now. I am glad to know you will never feel that fear again, but I still miss you.
We knew rain was in the forecast, so we loaded up on our cavaletti reps in the early early morning. Dare I say, I was out there leading him through the rungs, in my PJ's? Well, it only took a few minutes, it was not yet 5am, and the set up is in the backyard--I felt reasonably safe the neighbors were not watching. My timing was good, however, as we stepped between raindrops just as we finished the last pass through the rungs. The afternoon pass was a soggy one, but still no big deal for the Big Boy.
Back to rehab in the early evening, and more fun in the tank. The water level is the same, the incline is the same, but today we added more speed! M did two intervals of 2 minutes at 3 mph, his fastest pace yet. He maintained a walking gate, but boy was he making big waves in the tank! He consumed half his dinner, one kibble at a time, while trying to keep up with the increased speed. At the end of his session, there were 5 homeless kibbles floating in the water--pieces he dropped from my hand or that I accidentally dumped into the water as I tried to keep his attention focused forward. M ate a few of them--apparently the chlorine flavor was not a complete deterrent.
Our new piece of homework is standing from a Sphinx like down. This will be a challenge, as Marshal flops over onto either hip almost as soon as he lies down--he frequently does in a 'sit' as well (aka a puppy sit). So...new work is ahead for us.
After much rushing around today, I am going to call it an early evening. By choice, M is already in his crate. Ansel is hiding from the thunder, most likely in his basket. Paisle, unphased by anything, is working a beef bone the size of her head (no chance this one will get caught on her jaw, hee hee).
It is nights like this, Eve, where I feel your absence. Okay, so thunder was not your friend and I can picture your wide eyes, heavy panting, and nervous shaking like you are under my feet right now. I am glad to know you will never feel that fear again, but I still miss you.
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