Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts

Friday, February 24, 2012

Top 10 Reasons Why You Can't Trust Pitbulls

10. They will steal your spot on the couch while you are up getting a soda.
9. They will take the treat you give them and bury in the back yard like a paranoid crack head hiding their stash.
8. They will jump on your bed with muddy feet. Making you do the laundry...again!
7. They will lick visitors with an uncontrolled passion only they understand.
6. They will cause children to smile.
5. They will make you feel horrible for not walking them by looking at you with deep sad eyes.
4. They will look at you like you committed a crime against them if you don't let them lick your ice cream bowl.
3. They will cause wide spread happiness in large group settings.
2. They will crack you up by shaking their butts so hard you think they are going to snap in half.
And the number one reason why you can't trust vicious Pit Bulls...
1. They will steal your heart like a thief in the night, showing you complete and pure love that only a Pit Bull can show.


Friday, October 14, 2011

This is Halloween, Halloween

My favorite time of the year, October!! I love that in Southern California, it can be hot, sunny one day, and raining cats and dogs the next.  It's also my birthday month, and this year (going through my quarter-life crisis) I haven't celebrated. 

But most important of all...Halloween.  I love the colors, candy and spirit of this holiday.  Of course, these days, it's an excuse for women to wear nothing, and men to be wreckless animals...American traditions aside... I love the stories, the mystique that surrounds this time of year, every and all things supernatural come alive.  Your imagination runs wild into your darkest and most disturbing thoughts.  When shadows come alive, candlelight is no longer romantic, and when the winds howl you get and eerie shiver down your spine. 

When I was a kid, I always had hoped every year, I would meet a goblin or werewolf or vampire.  Now I feel like they're everywhere (Thanks Stephanie Meyer) The novelty of meeting such creature is no longer enchanting, now it's just...high school.

There is also, the lighter side of Halloween that I enjoy... I can dress my pets up, and it's not animal abuse :)  2011 has been a rough year for myself and my fur-kids, so I decided to be mild with my costumes.  Kiddo just has a "Happy Halloween" t-shirt, and Disney is a pirate! ARGG!!



Friday, August 12, 2011

My First Therapy Dog Visit


"While conventional wisdom has always affirmed the value of animals in promoting human well-being, only recently has their therapeutic role in medicine become the focus of dedicated research. Therapeutic modalities that use animals as a tool for improving the physical, emotional, cognitive and/or social functioning of humans are called animal-assisted interventions (AAI), and are classified into: animal-assisted activities (AAA); animal-assisted therapy (AAT); and service animal programs (SAP).

The aim of this review is to analyze the papers published between 2001 and 2010 in the most influential medical journals dealing with AAI, and discuss their findings in the light of what may be of interest for internal medicine and rehabilitation. A total of 35 articles met the strict inclusion criteria for this review: 18 papers dealing with AAA, 8 with AAT, and 9 with SAP.

The therapeutic outcomes associated with AAA are: enhancement of socialization; reduction of stress, anxiety and loneliness; improvement in mood and general well-being; and development of leisure/recreation skills. Regarding AAT, horses are often used as a complementary strategy to facilitate the normalization of muscle tone and improve motor skills in children with cerebral palsy and persons with lower limb spasticity. Finally, most SAP utilize dogs, that assist people with various disabilities in performing everyday activities, thus reducing their dependence on other persons. Further studies are needed to better define the fields and programs for the therapeutic use of animals and to increase their utilization in medicine, as a promising, complementary and natural means to improve both functional autonomy and quality of life
." from abstract, PMID:21659977

It's no secret, the therapeutic benefits of being owned by a dog, but when I was able to share my love and time with those that need it most...I was changed.

My collie, Disney and I have recently passed our CGC test and have been on probation for the OCSPCA PAWS Program: a pet-assisted therapy program that visit several facilities (from senior living to family shelters for abuse victims) throughout Orange County.   From the moment I adopted her, 6 months ago, I knew this is something she would be fantastic at.  Disney is a calm, gentle, affectionate girl, and what we call "bomb-proof".

The other day, we had our first visit at a rehabilitation center that serves those with functional disabilities, whether they're birth defects or medical or accidental situations.   Walking up to the front door, I knew not what to expect.  I was nervous, and unsure how Disney would react if someone pulled her hair, ran over her tail with a wheelchair or screamed at her.  Trying to control my nerves, as to not transfer them to her, I concentrate on my breathing, in and out slowly.  *Inhale*hold*Exhale* 

Inside a common room, I walk in with 5 other dog-handler teams.  The room has about 15 patients, most in wheelchairs, and many unable to communicate.  Immediately, there's a buzz of energy I can't explain, like waking the kids on Christmas morning.  I latch myself with a more seasoned team, and follow their lead.  The patients notice Disney right away, and try to get our attention.  Disney had no problem approaching wheelchairs, she somehow knew right away to put her long snout under someone's hand.  The patients that were able, ran their fingers through her hair, and were so excited to meet someone her (not us, just her).   She walked slowly, making sure to give everyone a good sniff, even if they weren't too interested in us.  More than once, her tail was run over and/or stepped on...no overreaction whatsoever.  There were a couple patients that wouldn't stop yelling or crying, and she walked right up to one and licked their hand, as if to reassure them that whatever it was, it's going to be okay.

The nerves subside, we've made our rounds, conversed with patients, small talk with the orderlies, it's time to leave.  I was so proud to share the love and affection I receive from Disney everyday.  Seeing her so calm and happy in such an environment, nearly brought tears to my eyes.   The PAWS team depart, and we make our way to a coffee shop to chat. 

I'm in awe by these people.  Selfless, kind, compassionate, wise...I could go on, and on.  I look forward to my next visit, and I can't wait to learn more from my fellow dog-therapy teammates. 

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Day 29 - A picture that can always make you smile
My boy, Monty...always the light of my life.  He always did something that cracked me up.  Miss him so dearly.


Day 30 - A picture of someone you miss
  My grandma.  This woman had an incredible life.  There were legends in our family of her exploits as an opium dealer for the Americans in Vietnam.  I also heard she killed someone, but we wont get into that.  She was our matriarch and quite eccentric.   If I could go back in time, I'd love to meet my grandma at 25 :)

Friday, March 25, 2011

Monty

Day 17 - A picture of something that has made a huge impact on your life recently





Losing my Monty...was the biggest heartbreak I've had to endure in a very, very long time.   Monty came to me in 2003, at the worst time.  I wasn't ready to take care of a dog, I didn't have time to spend with this pitbull with issues...or so I thought.  He changed my life.  I never even saw pitbulls until he showed me what his world was like.

This dog saved my life literally and figuratively and more than one occasion.  He was my rock.  Losing him, so suddenly, so horribly.  Still brings me to tears just thinking of it.  Monty leaving me gave me an opportunity to save another animal.  But honestly, it's not the same.  I miss him so much it hurts.  I think of him every day.  Every morning I wake up and tell him good morning, every night a say a prayer for him.  I hope one day (not anytime soon) I'll be able to see him again.  Crazy wagging tail and sloppy lips and that smile.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Born a dog. Died a gentleman

I haven't posted in a month, mostly because I had to recover from a most devastating event.  My boy Monty passed away, after 7 years together, he decided it was his time.

Monty came to me 7 years ago, about 3-4 years old already.  He was a stray that I took home and he instantly won me over.  Every decision I've ever made since then, I made with his benefit in mind.  I would never say that he was my child, no... He was my companion, more than that, he was my champion.  Anyone close to me has heard my "pitbulls are the only dog that will die for you out of pure love" speech.  And everyone who knows me has heard me say "Monty has been the only constant being in my life for the past 7 years."

My heart breaks all over again as I remember his last couple weeks.  He was ailing, had a surgery and many different medications.  In the end, his medications were too much for him to take.  But even when he was at his weakest, his tail wagged until the last 5 mins of his life.

I will always remember our time together...

 Monty and Kaiser in 2008.  Kaiser passed away w/Parvo 9 months after this was taken.


 Monty was famous for his mouth...that smile <3


He always let me get in his face with a camera.


Our favorite place was the beach. 


Sleep tight Monty.  I will miss you forever, you're my heart.
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loved 2004-2011