Saturday, 11 January 2014

growing up pups

The Pippuri puppies are almost 3 months old and growing fast.  Pretty soon they will be sprouting new adult teeth into jaws not quite big enough to hold them yet (and the chewing will ramp up - yes, it does get worse before it gets better!)  At the same time, their legs will shoot up and their noses will shoot out.  Do you get the impression it's not a very attractive phase?  At some point soon their ears will go up too (one hopes).

Fiia at 10 weeks modelling her smart hi-vis harness






















Kai practicing being cute at 10 weeks

Kaito at 10 weeks... on the sofa, no less


Talvi having fun in the park


























And, finally, a little video of Tito having fun with the boys his first time at the beach.





Meanwhile, the extended family visited last week, and Jaana, too, is growing up.








Monday, 6 January 2014

goodbye to Gink

Gink  -   ? June 1999 - 6 January 2014


























A few months ago, after 14 years of excellent health, Gink started to show signs of being unwell.  He was diagnosed with severe diabetes and we duly put him on a special diet.  With Gink there was no question of going down the insulin injection route everyday - whenever faced with something he disapproved of, he would simply move out!  So we made the decision at that time to give him as much quality time as he had left without putting him through any kind of stress just for the sake of a few extra months. 

He was a terrific cat who first came into my life when Lenny, who was then about 10 months old, brought him home one day.   He had no microchip and no collar and was about the same age as Lenny.  I waited for him to go back home, but he never did.  In the end I started to feed him and he duly moved in with Lenny and I.   When a few months later I moved, Gink came with us and stayed ever since.

But only just.  He was one of those cats who would quite happily mosey into other people's houses, if given a chance.  I don't know if he ever went through anyone else's cat flap, but it wouldn't surprise me in the least if he did.  He certainly had to be rescued out of people's garages from time to time.  More than one neighbour over the years threatened to keep him, as he regularly visited them and they were so taken with him.  That's when it occurred to me that I had originally gone off with someone else's very friendly, very disloyal cat!  Oops.

Reading about juicing

















Helping Jay at the computer




























He clearly had several stops on his neighbourhood rounds where a tasty snack could be found.  As a youngster he was diagnosed with urinary tract disease which was controlled throughout his life by a special diet.  In spite of this, he was known as a big cat - very big.  And by "big" I mainly mean "fat", thanks to his many admirers.

In recent months he stopped going outside much and he steadily lost weight until he was half his original size.  When he stopped eating and drinking we knew it was time to make that difficult decision, and so today we said goodbye to him. 

I will miss him on the end of the bed, taking up all the space.  And I will miss the way he would demand food in the mornings, even though there was always food in his bowl.  I will miss him sunning himself in the garden in the summer - and I'm sure the dogs will too.  Who will they chase and poke now?  And in the evenings it will be strange not to have him rolling around on the stairs, scratching the carpet to shreds.

In the "shade" of the clothes line


























He recently took exception to the water in his bowl.  Thinking he didn't like metal bowls, we got him an earthenware one - after all, who likes to drink out of metal?   But apparently all this time he actually preferred to drink from glasses.  We'd rather not think how long he was drinking from Jay's water glass at night before we caught him red-pawed...






Run free, Ginger Cat.



Tuesday, 31 December 2013

happy new year

At this stage I'm still missing the puppies and still worrying about how they are doing, although I know that their owners are getting on with puppy stuff and barely giving me a thought.  As it should be.  Or, that's what I keep telling myself.  I try not to email/text/phone everyone daily to make sure all is well, you understand, but still it's nice to get updates.

Around about the 10-week mark the house training is going well, the first vaccinations have been done, there have been lots of experiences with new places, new people and new dogs, and everyone is getting ready for their puppy classes to start in a week or so.  The main questions that everyone has are:  (a) how do I get him to stop biting me? (b) is it ok when I do X, Y or Z? and (c) how do I get him to stop biting the lead?

Lots of biting-related questions at this stage, and everyone is always relieved to hear that it's all perfectly normal and necessary.  Although, to be fair, that probably doesn't help with the scratches, torn sleeves and various other puppy-teeth-related injuries.  It is an age where puppies must learn that it is never acceptable to bite people and they must learn what it is ok to bite (i.e. toys and chews - not legs of anything, whether they belong to humans, other dogs or even tables).  And it is an age that the humans must survive.  As with all puppy-related issues, time and gentle, consistent guidance will see you through.  Leather gloves come in handy too.

Wishing all my friends, readers, visitors and puppy owners a very happy new year!  May 2014 bring you all you wish for and more.  And may it see the back of what you wish would bugger off.

I will leave you with a couple of photos of some grown-up puppies that were sent to me in honour of their recent 3rd birthday.  Incidentally, Daniel tells me that Kuura has had another phase of calming down and maturing - there you go, Pippuri puppy owners, only two-and-three-quarters-of-a-year to go.

Kuura looking gorgeous with a little help from the wind























Bo with her rosettes


















Bo looking so much like both mum and granny!



Monday, 23 December 2013

house training and Tito departs

"The house training seems to be a bit more complicated with this bunch than I've been accustomed to with earlier litters."

That's a line I started a draft blog post with a year and a half ago.  It never turned into a full blog post because apparently I was overtaken by events.  I have to say, with hindsight I don't actually remember those puppies being particularly difficult to house train, although their owners might have different stories to tell. 

What I can tell you, though, is that the Pippuri puppies were all asking to go out for poos by 6 weeks with most of them asking for wees by 7 weeks.  Amazing.  However, then it started raining and it all went to pot (so to speak). 

I received feedback that most of the puppies were doing well with the house training once they left here.  The ones who gave the most trouble were those left in the southwest in the truly horrendous torrential rain and ferocious wind.  And don't think it's just newbie owners who struggle with this -  I was finding it difficult with Tito too.  The classic house training problem (which is made so much worse in bad weather) is that you stand out there for AGES with the puppy usually just lying down in the wet, then you give up and come back in, at which point the puppy promptly wees on the floor.

The reality of housetraining a puppy during an English winter


























This is the advice I give to my puppy buyers on how to house train a puppy.  It sounds easy, in theory.  And it often is actually easy in practice.  Until it starts raining, that is. 


The most important element in house training is to take him outside before he realises he needs to go. 

A puppy has a very small bladder and no control at all, so they cannot hold it even for 2 seconds.  As soon as they realise they need to go, then they need to go NOW and it’s too late.  Therefore, you need to get him outside regularly and often to encourage him to go before he is even aware he is ready.

Every time your puppy wees indoors is a lesson to him that it is ok to wee indoors.  Similarly, every time he wees outdoors is a lesson that it is ok to wee outdoors.  You don’t want him to ever learn it is ok to wee indoors, so you ideally want him to have every wee outdoors.  That means you will need to be vigilant and put in the hard work in the early weeks.

·         As soon as your puppy wakes up, whether it is first thing in the morning or after a daytime nap, take him immediately outside for a wee.

·         When your puppy is awake and playing, take him outside for a wee at least every 20 minutes.   By the time he realises he needs to go, it’s too late.

·         I suggest you take him on lead to the area of the garden where he may perform and give him a word of encouragement (eg. 'be quick', 'have a wee/poo', or whatever command suits you.  Be consistent in the words you use.)

·         When he obliges, praise him and give him a little treat.  Your patience at this time will be well rewarded as you will soon have a puppy who knows where to go and can be encouraged to go on command – most useful when you are away from home or it's pouring with rain!

·         He will wee many, many times a day at first, and will poo a few times.  If your puppy is looking very busy sniffing the floor, walking in circles, then he needs a poo.   Sometimes they get quite frantic with it – that’s normal, don’t worry.  Take him outside on a lead and stand in one place letting him move freely around the length of the lead until he obliges.  When he is done, praise him and give him a little treat.  Be patient – this can sometimes take a long time because your puppy will be easily distracted.  Don’t give up and return to the house for 12-15 minutes or he is likely to go as soon as you get back in!

·         If your puppy has an accident inside the house, never punish him for it – he doesn’t know any better.  If you punish him for these accidents he will be confused and he will learn to hide away from you to do it.  If he has an accident inside, simply take him outside to illustrate where he is allowed to go.  If you catch him having an accident, say “no”, pick him up and get him outside. 

·         It's a good idea to train your puppy to perform on a variety of surfaces such as grass, pebbles, concrete, etc, and when he is out and about to perform away from home as well.  You don’t want your pup to think the only appropriate place is one corner of his garden at home!

Always take your puppy for a wee or poo on lead and stand in one place waiting patiently.  Your puppy will suddenly find a dozen other things to take his interest and attention away from the job at hand.  Just wait him out and praise him when he finally gets around to performing.  

The key to quick house training is constant supervision.  Don’t leave your puppy to wander around left to his own  devices so that you can spot any accidents in the planning.


See?  Easy, right?  Uh huh.

I wish Tito's new family all the very best of luck with continuing the house training that I started.  Hopefully their weather is the southeast is better than we have been having.  He's a clever puppy and I'm sure he will catch on quickly.

Here he is setting off with the Carusos.

























And here he is with Luca and Matteo settling in to his new home.


















Cuddle time



























And, finally, here is a wonderful picture that Matteo made for me of him walking Tito.






Sunday, 22 December 2013

12 dogs of xmas

Each year we receive some wonderful cards from friends and even from Infindigo dogs who very cleverly sign, stamp and post their own cards.  I stopped sending cards a few years ago, and I usually donate money to charity instead.  This year, although I certainly intend to donate money to charity,  I haven't yet quite managed to get even that organised. 

But I would like to wish very happy holidays to all my friends, readers and blog visitors, whatever festival you may be celebrating.

In our case, of course, the tenth day of Christmas would have 10 Lappies Leaping... or perhaps 10 Lappies Yapping.



Saturday, 21 December 2013

8 weeks old

Today Tito leaves home with his new family, so there will be lots of tears in this household.   I miss all the puppies after they leave, and so it's that much more special when I get photos back of them having fun and growing up in their new homes.  These are the puppies at 8 weeks old (or thereabouts).

Tito
Infindigo Pippuri Aatami

Showing off his tongue





















"And this is how my tongue looks from the side."
























Kai
Infindigo Pippuri Kai

Showing off his teeth























Looking adorable (& innocent!)



Fiia
Infindigo Pippuri Fiia

Looking oh-so-cute, having claimed a lap, er, chest!























One ear up!



























Kaito
Infindigo Pippuri Kaito

In the traditional birthday sitting pose




















And the standing pose






















Talvi
Infindigo Pippuri Talvi

Tug for two with Usko


















Practicing being cute while Liz refuels

























Friday, 20 December 2013

Jaana's first day

Jaana's very first photos have already been posted on the blog here and she now has a page all to herself on my website, which you can see here.

Jane and I drove up the M5 on Tuesday afternoon to collect Jaana from the Animal Reception Centre at Heathrow.  We expected the normal 2-hour wait following the arrival of the flight for her to clear customs, but when we arrived the waiting room was full of people waiting for their pets and we were told it would be another hour.  So we headed out to find a coffee.  Not to mention a toilet.

When we got back there was no waiting, but, intriguingly, we did see the arrival of no fewer than NINE cats that someone took delivery of.  And they appeared to be nothing special - just standard, adult-sized moggies.  Not that I mean to cast aspersions on moggies or anything, you understand.  I am the proud property of one such ginger gentleman. 

With me at the Animal Reception Centre
















And with Jane - the beginning of a love affair


















It did take us a little longer to get home than it did to get to the airport.  You might think that it was because we had a bewildered 3-and-a-half-month-old puppy with us.  But no.  Jaana was a complete angel.  She settled on Jane's lap and caused not one moment of trouble for the 3 hours it took us to get home.  However, my satnav and I did not get on very well with the various motorway junctions.   There might have been more than one occasion when we found ourselves heading the wrong direction on the motorway.  There might even have been more than two.  Ahem.

But I got us back to Jane's safe and sound in the end.  

Jane and Mark very kindly invited me to stay that night so that I could enjoy Jaana too and be there for the following day.  So in spite of being in the house of a famously excellent dog photographer, somehow I ended up being the official photographer of a few of Jaana's firsts.  Well, it was only fair that Mark got to enjoy her without a camera between them, for once.

She met the big dogs - and they were so great with her
















Miika looks pleased with his new playmate




















































Then it was time to meet the pussycats






















Some pussycats were less impressed than others
















Next morning there was some lead training on the way to the vet























Taking everything in her stride























It's sooo stressful at the vet's!  Not.



















Then there was a lunchtime trip to the pub























Learning correct pub protocol from Emmi























After her busy day, finally back home to reclaim the toy stash


















All settled in - photo Mark Treasure

Thursday, 19 December 2013

8 weeks old & leaving home

The puppies are 8 weeks old and only one is left here, although we are sadly packing his little bag in preparation for his new family to pick him up on the weekend.

It's always a mixture of sad and happy to see the puppies go off to their new homes.  You have to be happy for them to be starting out on their big adventures, and happy for their new families.  But I'm always a little sad to see them go and there is always a tear or two shed.

It's even more difficult when there is only one who stays behind longer than the rest.  I have spent time training and socialising him and bonded with him even more than I had when the whole litter was here.  Hopefully his family won't mind if I just tie him to the gate post for them to collect so I don't have to watch him leave.

Here are Tito's 8-week-update photos.









































And now that I have my laptop fully functioning again, here are the belated farewell photos for the rest of the gang.  I particularly like the photo of Fiia leaving - which just goes to show that sometimes the outtakes make the best captures.

Kai the first to leave with Holly & James























Kaito off with Phil, Rae & William























Talvi setting off with Liz & Ian to meet Usko at home






















Angela & Jonny with Fiia refusing to look at the camera