Ollie Poo

I touched dog poo today. I love having a dog.

Ollie snuck a second round on me and I had to unwrap the sealed poo bag. Never a good thing.

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Woofstock 2006

I went to Woofstock with Heather, Ollie, Dad and Sue today. It would be an understatement to say it was an experience. Ollie had a blast-so many dogs to meet. It also seemed like Heather really enjoyed herself. Highlight of the day? Doggie Ice Cream. Who knows what the stuff is made of, but the sight of a dozen dogs enjoying the creme glace is too much to handle.

Click on the image above to see all the photos I took of the event.

Ollie Photos

Ollie’s first swim.


Originally uploaded by corbeau_du_nord.

Herbie Ollie Photos

Herbie comes, Ollie plays

Had a great weekend at Camp. Ollie went for his first swim and canoe ride! Have a look at the rest of the photos.

Originally uploaded by Gavatron.

Ollie Photos

It’s been a big walk for a little guy; Gavan offers some transportation.

A nice shot of Ollie and I, courtesy of my Dad.

Originally uploaded by corbeau_du_nord.

Birding Ollie

Birding in the ‘hood

Went for a long walk with Heather and Ollie today. While being annoyed by dog owners who have their dog off-leash, let the dog run up to Ollie and then say: “He’s not good with Puppies”, I did manage to enjoy some spring migrants. My morning list highlights:

  • Baltimore Oriole
  • Yellow-rumped Warbler
  • A Verio of some sort
  • Black and White Warbler
  • Black-throated Green Warbler
  • Black-throated Blue
  • Redstart

The busiest spot was on the Davenport hill just below Casa Loma and Spadina House. Not suprising given that it’s the best habitat for migrants in the area.

This was a nice follow-up from the birding trip that my Dad and I took at the beginning of the month. I took some neat-o photographs, so feel free to have a look-see.


Who you lookin’ at?

Who you lookin' at?

Ollie poses for the camera, avec tongue.

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72 hours of Ollie: he’s doing fine

I’ve just posted a new gallery of Ollie photgraphs.

Here’s a nice one of Ollie and Heather:

Ollie is doing quite well. He’s slept well the predeeding three nights and let us sleep in to seven this morning. He’s barking at toys, running around and generally being a great little terrier. He was off his food yesterday, but ate his breakfast and lunch today. We put dinner down and he wasn’t interested. I’m worried, Heather tells me to cool down. At least he’s eating something, but I would rather it if he ate what he was “supposed” to.

Good News Ollie

Introducing our new puppy: Foxrun Oliver Twyst (Ollie to his friends)

Heather and I would like to introduce you, virtually, to our new Border Terrier puppy, Ollie. He’s the bed-hog front and center in the photo below:

He was born on January 30th, 2006 at Foxrun Kennels, just outside of Beavertown, Ontario. Ollie isn’t home yet: we’re picking him up next Wednesday night. While we were visiting Ollie, his sisters and Jen (the owner of Foxrun), his dad came by for a visit and to be stripped. Basil (who is featured here) is his name and we got to spend about an hour with him as he was transformed back into a Border Terrier. He’s a charmer. We also got to meet Ollie’s older sister (who was about 2 years old and is the second dog on this page) and she was quite sweet.

I’ve posted some of the highlights in a photo album. And here’s a video of the puppies sleeping. Ollie seems indifferent to his sister rolling out of the bed.

Friends Herbie Poo

Herbie-sitting: a World of Feces

Heather and I are dog-sitting Katie and Lee’s Herbie (or Herbie’s Katie and Lee, depending on your perspective on who “owns” who in human-dog relationships). So far so good. The only down-side is that Herbie’s a double-dumper: two shits a walk. It either means you burn through plastic bags at a rate of two per walk, or you attempt to pick up the second dump while keeping the first in the bag. A hard task, and one that I have little practice with. Max was never a double dumper, but he had his moments of a second poo on a walk or two (usually associated with some kind of GI distress), so I’m somewhat of a seasoned veteran (and I guess that seasoning would be shit).

I must share another weird thing Herbie does when he takes a shit: he backs his ass up against some object so close that the poo often smears down the wall (if it doesn’t have the right consistency…FWIW, Herbie’s first dump is usually quite firm and the second, well, not-so-much), or ends up on the bench of the picnic table. I’ve read my share of dog-behaviour books, but I don’t have an explanation for this one–perhaps Wolves do this sorta thing (which seems to be the ultimate explanation for every dog behaviour).

Katie and Lee also shared this theory with me about Herbie and the couch. The theory goes something like this: the dog isn’t allowed on the sofa without being invited up. This way the dog won’t go on the sofa without an invitation first. Agreed, a nice idea, but IMHO difficult to implement. That and I’ve never been one to care if a dog is or isn’t allowed on a sofa–Max is all over the furniture in Guelph. So, Heather got up early this morning and Herbie wasn’t in the bedroom. She snuck around the corner and the dog had slept on the sofa. Too funny. I think Herbie knew that he had been busted and made the move back to his bed, so when I woke up, it looked like he had spent the night there.

Inviting the dog up on the couch theory: 0, Herbie: 1.