Crazy Dog Days

How’s the weather where you are? Here in the Bruce Peninsula, we’re in the middle of a rare warm spell, something we had too little of this summer. It’s perfect dog and people weather – warm, sunny days, cool nights.

The dogs seem to love it when it’s like this outside. It brings out the puppy in them, and they spend a lot of time wrestling and playing, and engaging in a favorite Frenchie activity, mouth wars.

Tessa might be almost fourteen, but she’s still the mouth war queen of our house. Delilah, her one year old granddaughter, is a worthy opponent, but no match for the grand dame of big mouth Frenchie wrestling.

Here’s Tessa and Delilah engaging in their second favorite activity, the ‘make a stupid face and see if it sticks’ competition.

Dexter spends warm days the same way he spends every other day — obsessing over his soccer ball. It’s probably the best investment I’ve ever made in a dog toy, and I paid $1 for it at the local discount store. Dexter cherishes his soccer ball. He loves his soccer ball. Other toys might get lost, but not his battered, dirty, squeaky soccer ball.

Today he faced a dilemma — what is more important? The chance to eat a worm, or the overwhelming need to keep his soccer ball in his mouth? Decisions, decisions.

Looks like the worm won. And yes, he ate it.

It’s a good thing the weather has been this warm, because it gives me a chance to dry some laundry outside. At this age, the puppies exist for one reason, and one reason only – to produce copious, never ending volumes of poop, which they almost instantly manage to either:

a) step in
or
b) roll in

Whichever choice they pick, it ends up all over the washable pads we use to line the bottom of their ex pen (and all over each other, of course, which is why they are all getting semi daily baths).

Here’s today’s laundry, drying on the line — yes, I said today’s, as in one single day’s laundry just for the dogs. My friend Lisa reminded me that this phase is the phase that lets us, as dog breeders, contemplate the idea of the little darlings leaving home without breaking into tears. At the moment, I break into tears at the thought of doing any more laundry.

YES in Our Backyard, AP Frenchies & ODC Rocks

I talk to a lot of people about dogs, because, well — because I am a crazy dog obsessed nut job, and as such tend to attract the kinds of people who want to talk about dogs. Currently, I’m in mid discussion with someone who is looking for a new family dog, and I’ve been a little bit surprised to learn that they believe, firmly, that there are no puppy mills in Canada.

“That’s an American thing, right? Like in the mid west? But we don’t have those here.”

They then proceeded to tell me about the ‘dog breeder’ they’d visited over the weekend, where they’d met five or six different puppies of different breeds, some of whom looked sort of sickly, most of whom had diarrhea, and almost all of whom had moms that looked underweight and anti social. I calmly explained to them that this was a puppy mill – pretty much the definition of one, in fact.

“But the dogs were in runs, not little cages! I thought they had to be in cages. Plus, that’s just an American thing, right?”.

Wrong. Puppy mills are here, in our own Canadian backyards. We’re doing a rollicking business in pumping out home grown crops of poorly bred, unsocialized, sickly puppies. Some will be sold to pet stores, others through free sites and newspaper ads. A handful will be Canadian Kennel Club registered, while the rest will be sold ‘without papers’.

The recent puppy mill bust in Quebec is the tip of the iceberg when it comes to large scale, badly managed commercial breeders. In my area alone, I can point to at least two or three ‘barn kennels’ where dogs are being raised just like any other livestock crop. There’s also the big, shiny, brand new 4,000 square foot house two towns over, the one with the rolling sign out front advertising “Daschunds (sic), Puggles, Maltis and More!!”, and the row upon row of kennel runs out back. A lucrative business, apparently. Tighter restrictions on imported puppies crossing the border from the USA, and coming in from Eastern Europe, have created a demand for domestically bred puppies for commercial sale, and lots of people are happy to step up to the plate to fill the demand.

Unlike the USA, we don’t have strong laws in place yet to regulate them – since even law makers still tend to think of this as ‘not our problem’.

Fighting against puppy mills can seem like an uphill battle, and I’ll admit that there’s only so much we can do, but we still need to try. First and foremost, we need to lobby, lobby, lobby our lawmakers to ban the sales of puppies and kittens from pet stores. No Puppy Mills Canada is working hard on this issue, and could use your support.

Secondly, we need to be the voice of reason for our non dog savvy friends and relatives. I’ve learned, much to my dismay, that a lot of people are indifferent about stories of poor suffering doggies, left to languish after pumping out litters.

More effective is a quiet talk on how pet store/puppy mill puppies cost MORE, in the long run. Explain about no guarantees, and about genetic illnesses. Talk about vicious dogs with poor socialization skills. I like to use the cheap car/luxury car story — That’s where I explain that, for the price of a crappy puppy mill bred pet store puppy, you could get the best puppy in the country, from the best breeder. I liken it to buying a  rust bucket twenty year old Hyundai, but paying for a brand new Mercedes Benz. What kind of sucker agrees to that deal?

Whatever tactic you take, remember this – puppy mills are here, no matter where your ‘here’ might be. They’re in Canada, they’re in South America, they’re in Europe and they’re in the UK. Puppy mills are everywhere, and they’re everyone’s problem.

If you get Animal Planet, make sure to tune in this Saturday for the premiere of “Dogs 101“. The first episode ever, and guess what breed is being featured? Yup, Frenchies. Someone there apparently has good taste.

The promo for the show says:

DOGS 101 uncovers surprising details about everyone’s favorite dog breeds from the Airedale Terrier to the Yorkie. Learn which dog breeds are best for urban living and which ones are most family friendly. Using a mix of animal experts, the personal stories of pet owners and stylized dog photography, DOGS 101 is an unprecedented look at man’s best friend.

Awesome. Now, if only they could force Animal Planet Canada to carry the same shows as the US channel does. Dogs 101 premieres Saturday at 8 PM et/pt. Check it out!

Finally, can I just mention how very, very, VERY much ODC rawks my world?

First of all, their prices on puppy pads — those absorbent, moisture proof pads you can use to line whelping beds, or puppy pens, or crates — are ridiculously cheap ($4 for TWO!! Seriously!! I thought they were a bargain at $20 for two on eBay, considering how insanely expensive the new ones are!).

Secondly, I ordered a box of them on Tuesday — 6 packs of two, to be exact. And guess freakin’ what? They got here TODAY! From Wisconsin! And I’m in Canada!

Sorry, but I’m just shocked. I’ve gotten so used to 12 weeks for arrival that I don’t know how to handle it when I get great customer service.

Oh, and let me also mention — they’re a non profit, that employs developmentally disadvantaged adults. Do you see the irony there? I know I do.

They also sell other great pet/kennel supplies – blankets, bedspreads, hand rags, hand towels, bath towels, bath mats and wash cloths — all used, but all perfectly dog friendly, and all rock bottom cheap. Website — http://www.odcmerchandise.com/

OK, I’m done raving.

Ingrates, Contests, T Shirts for a Cause & New Vids

We had  nice visit this morning from frequent blog commenter and soon-to-be new mommy of Rumble. Jennifer and her son Nigel came out for a visit, and quickly fell for Rumble’s ‘look how cute I am’ trick, which I like to refer to as a the ‘total puppy fake out’.

Rumble batted his little eyelashes, gazed soulfully at Jennifer, and mentally told her lies about how we treat him when she’s not around.

“I’m so sweet — I would never grab the side of Thor’s face and try to drag him across the playpen. It’s all a horrible slander perpetuated by that evil woman who tried to drown me in the sink. Please rescue me from here as soon as possible”.

Little ingrates, I tell you. They meet their new parents, and they don’t even give you a backwards glance. Sigh.

Don’t forget that entries for the Crustiest Nose contest close tomorrow. If your dog’s nose looks like it’s been dipped in fast drying cement, send us a photo! You could win some of the awesome Nose Butter prize packs that the Blissful Dog is giving away.

We’ve got more contests coming up, including one for some really great training videos, and another for a new, supposedly stain and stank proof pet bed. We’ll see how it holds up to a house full of evil little French Bulldogs… (but the one you’ll be winning will be nice and clean and un-peed on. Probably).

Author and French Bulldog owner Augusten Burroughs has teamed up with Graphic Artist (and fellow Frenchie owner!) James Anthony to produce an adorable new t shirt.

The shirt features Burroughs’ Frenchies Cow and Bentley, and is a clean, modern, fresh design. Best of all, 100% of the proceeds go to Animal related charities.

We’re hoping they’ll kick a few bucks to the French Bulldog Village — hint hint. We could surely use the funds – or rather, the Frenchies could.

Go check out the shirts and pick one up – they’re a bargain at $25 plus $5 shipping.

Two new videos for you to check out — Puppy Playpen Frenzy, with a poignant little song expressing how I feel about the prospect of the kids going home in less than (!!) a month, and another one featuring Nuttin’ But Butters!

Tula likes to smack the pups in the head with her paw (nicely, mind you), and when she showed up and started doing it to Butters, Butters proceeded to tell her to knock if off and hit the road. You tell her, Butters!

A short blog about a new TV show featuring Frenchies is coming up for tomorrow, and then this weekend I’ll be celebrating Thanksgiving with family. Yes, Americans, we celebrate Thanksgiving a month early, and minus the shopping frenzy. Later on, I’ll explain “Boxing Day” to you.

Bath Day

The puppies aren’t speaking to me at the moment, as I had the temerity to decide that they were a pile of stinky heads, and desperately in need of a bath. This relatively simple activity was made more complicated by the fact that they all seemed to have calcified pablum deposits encrusted on their little chins. They weren’t thrilled by the part where I had to almost chip off to get rid of it. Maybe now they won’t do any more face plants in their dinner bowl.

After toweling them off, we placed them into a pile of beds into which we’d tucked warming pads and hot water bottles. They, being the stubborn little bulldogs that they are, promptly marched across the pen to the one bed that wasn’t full of warmth, and placed themselves into a pile. The only smart dog in the bunch was Thor, who stretched luxuriously in the middle of his heated bed. Ms. Jellie Bean Parfait, like the true budding Diva she is, wandered back and forth from one location to the other, torn between the warmth of the bed with the heating pads, and the thought she might be missing on something over in the puppy pile up. It’s hard to be a Diva, and this fact made her vewwy sad 🙁

Hopefully they’ll forgive me in a day or two – I might have to bribe them with hoofies to help them all get over the trauma.

Photos below, or on Flickr.

Heart Time, and Samson Wins!

Dexter and Heart

Poor Heart — I think she’s been over shadowed by the Nellkins lately. Fear not, she’s been getting lots of attention, and loads of playtime.

Last night, Sean let her play on the floor with the other dogs for a while, where she discovered two new loves: Hoofies and Dexter.

Sean managed to get some photos of Heart playing with Dexter, doing the typical puppy play bow/hide under stuff/bark/repeat sequence. He also shot a small film of her really, really enjoying a Hoofie. Man, those things are so disgusting – they stink up your house with a fine mist of glue funk – but boy, do the dogs ever love them.

Speaking of cute puppies, congratulations to Samson from San Francisco. This adorable, ice cube loving French Bulldog was crowned “Cutest Dog” in Nick at Nite’s First Annual Worldwide Fido Awards. The awards ceremony was broadcast live on Nickelodeon, and apparently Samson and his mom made the trip all the way from San Francisco to accept their award! Make sure to check out the video that nabbed Samson top prize – it’s awfully cute (award winningly so!).

All the new Heart photos are here, on Flickr, or view the slide show. The video is below.