It's been a bit busy here the last week or so with the children, so not so easy to blog and keep up with the email inbox, but a quick blog tonight.
The labour ward went up today and Smudge got to have a sniff around it and make herself comfortable. She is now looking very big at around six and a half weeks pregnant, so she now sleeps at night away from the main pack with her mother Millie, having free range of the living room area of our home.
Obviously when the children are home, you should be spending time with them and what better way than doing that, than dancing with them. If you have a problem in watching children dancing innocently in pants and vests, then you better not watch the video and maybe you should seek some help.
Now I do not confess to being a dog whisperer or any other sort of dog trainer and I certainly don't think of my dogs as babies or human. The video below shows me dancing with our two youngest children after already videoing them dancing (that video goes in the family archives to embarrass them in years to come) and then asking me to join them. Our oldest son set the camera up for us to dance. When just the children danced the dogs slept and took no notice, but when the alpha female human of the pack gets up to dance, you can see the response of the pack, especially Henry. Henry is well trained, but normally when I jump around like this, it is when I'm interacting with him and I wrestle with him and also play pretend kick boxing with him.
Now for all the key board dog psychiatrists out there who will look at this and think, "That is an accident waiting to happen." My reply will be, really, watch the video. The dogs are barking, but that is not aggressive barking, that is excited barking, which with certain breeds of dog could easily turn to aggression, but these are breeds that have been bred over generations not to be individual killers, but pack members who look out for each other and understand that the individuals survival relies on the survival of the packs cohesiveness, my survival is there survival. No risen hackles and when I show you the dogs, notice how none of the dogs show excited behaviour toward the children, it is me they project their excitement to. With our children the dogs know, that our children are above them in the pecking order, there is no confusion in this for them, this part of the relationship with my dogs that is not ambiguous and should never be. The excitement they show me, is similar to the excitement wolves will display, when members of the pack stir them up before embarking on a hunting expedition, not dissimilar to the manner humans in history stirred up the troops before embarking on battle or often seen used now a days, to stir up the team to go back out on the field and win.
Now this stirring up of the pack I have observed being done by our female dog alpha of the pack Millie, just before she tries to bugger off hunting. It starts with her engaging with pack members by licking their faces and then backing back crouching as if to play, then trying to engage them to run off with her, exactly in the same manner as I have watched video footage of wolves engaging the pack to get them stirred up to hunt. Jessica, Toby, Henry and Smudge also display this behaviour and are the dogs in the pack that display the biggest aptitude for hunting over the top of the ground. At the end of the video, I give up trying to make them be quiet and embark on a pretend hunt which quells the pack.
Now this was meant to be a short blog , but yet again I have rambled. Whilst doing this rambling though, Toby has finally dispelled any fears of a seemingly lack of amour with Primrose, which I will tell more about in my next blog. Hopefully we will be hearing the patter of little paws of pure Cavaliers soon at Poundlane. Lol
Enjoy the video and might be best to keep the volume down on this one.
“The greatest pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him, and not only will he not scold you,but he will make a fool of himself, too.”
― Samuel Butler
Me with Bumble and Blottie, waiting patiently to be unleashed, November 2018
Hello, I am Jane, you might of guessed, I love dogs. We are situated in the North Devon countryside, England, United Kingdom. Our home is occupied by my husband, David, our children, pack of dogs and me.