Finn is one

Snowstorm in Ontario.

dashing through the snow

dropping by

Finn Wahfuffle

During my walk with Finn today, I finally came up with a last name for him.

TAKE NOTICE from this day forth, November 29, 2022, FINN shall be known to all as FINN WAHFUFFLE.

I had always wanted to give Finn a last name and wanted it to have three syllables.  I am extremely happy to finally find the last name I was looking for.

WAHFUFFLE, is a made up word by yours truly, it sounds cheerful and makes yours truly giggle.  It is suited for a big, white, shiny and goofy knight, like Finn, who cannot shovel but is cuddly and fluffy!

Please cheer for Sir WAHFUFFLE.

Thank you.

Collision Reporting Centre

Today, I read two webpages about Collision Reporting Centres.  After reading, I wonder if there is a collision reporting centre for dogs.  Anyhow, after collision, if you are able at a minimum exchange contact information so you won't be left wondering how the other party is doing.  Anyhow, I am getting better at walking Finn.  Hopefully there isn't a WANTED poster posted somewhere seeking the two of us for the unintended troubles we caused during our walks.  

Finn is a strong young lad

I am still going on daily walks with Finn, I skip a day here and there.

It's 7am and the sun is still not up. This past week I've been surprised by the weather.

This morning I was lamenting to myself that it is normal and appropriate for my dog to want to approach others;however, he is very strong and when he pulls it looks scary.  At least I think it does, since I am at the receiving end and can never see it from the other end.

I think some people might think I don't have control of Finn, which is not true.  Even though we look clumsy, I am still able to pull him away last minute and he does end up traveling the direction that I direct.  Therefore, I have control.

Anyhow, I realized a few days ago that I can control him better with hand to collar technique but forgot about it last night.  We are going to practice approaching others while we are link together by this hand to collar technique.  

If we can get him to approach others slowly and in a less excited manner then he will be even better on leash.

Finn is attending classes

A while back, while my family was enjoying breakfast outdoor on main street at a local favourite, a pedestrian walked by and suggested that I consider taking Finn to classes and so Finn has been diligently going to class on a weekly basis.

Today, I finally got him a personalized dog tag.  In the past, I never purchased a dog tag before and kept using the tag that was provided to us at the time of adoption.  

I like this tag a lot because it's more personal.  It contains, his name, which was given to him before my family adopted him, my cell phone number, his current place of domicile and my mom's mobile phone number.  The tag is in the shape of a star and the colour is aqua.  

I am going to end the post with a photo of Finn and bean bag.

Rotten Tree Log 3

The tree is still growing. Not sure how to trim it since most of the main trunk were damaged.

Evidence

Finn is still with me

Now fixing

I finally unscrewed the feeder.  My first reaction upon opening is how dusty it was. It smells like dog alright.

introducing Finn

If have not had the pleasure of meeting Finn yet, she is now with me and my family.

Finn was a name given to him by Toronto Animal Service and I like it so I have been introducing him as Finn; however, he may also be called Fern or Siu Ba (little white in cantonese) or big white bear (in chinese).

Finn is approximately 8 months old and his breed is Kuvasz. We were introduced to Finn this past Sunday and brought him home forthwith.

He is smart, good on leash, and playful.  His duty every morning as the family only dog is to walk me to the bus station, watch me board the bus and accompany my mother home immediately thereafter.

Over the weekend i am going to try to fix the extendable leash which has previously been broken before (as it was a hand me down) and we broke it again while Finn sprinted off after a bunny on one end and I stood still on the other.  I will have to take the entire leash apart as the rope has recoiled back into the rope feeder.  We were on tight leash for the remainder of the walk home.  I extended the rope with the amount of short but sturdy rope I can link together during around walk home (approximately 2 to 2.5 lengths in increment measurement of the length from my shoulder to hand).  I do not like walking on short leash.

Tomorrow morning, we will either have to continue to walk with that length of rope if i am unable to locate my eye to eye which is about 16 feet of rope (unless if i remember the measurement wrong).

Tonight during our walk, I took two photos of Finn.

For this blog, you get this selfie of me and Finn's skinny behind plus the full moon at the background in our cosy family room which was taken tonight before he fell asleep beside me.

Btw, I wonder if Roo and Finn got along, they were from the same shelter.

 

Yes, I am still sitting here.  Good night.

Emergency Alert from Enviornment Canada

Yesterday, I left home in the morning to rollerblade and walk around local parks.  Afterwards, I went to Diary Queen to order an Oreo Mud Pie Blizzard.  As I walked home enjoying this delicious treat from DQ, the nice sunny weather suddenly changed into this thunderstorm worthy enough to warrant an emergency alert to be sent from Enviornment Canada to all cellular phone in my area.  Within a few seconds of the storm starting, I saw and heard gigantic branches falling down onto electric wire.  I wanted to run but could not run because I had a pair of sandal on.  As I speed walk home, branches continued to fall, I even saw a tree down!  A neighbour opened their doors for me to take cover but I didn't really know what they said plus I was about 20 mins away from home so oi just kept walking.  It would have been very inconvenient if I went into their home because I was soaked through and through.  Anyhow I got home safely but that night when I watched the news I heard that a woman was struck by a fallen pole or sometning.  That person could have been me.  I am glad I took that walk yesterday,  it was very memorable.  I can now proudly say I braved the storm!  Oh, btw the emergency alert was not helpful,  I didn't see it until I got home even though I had my phone the entire time.

Rotten Tree Log 2

The tree looks better now.  I was going to take photo but someone else in the house already took some photos of trees around the area so I decided to put off my photo session.

Rotten Tree Log

Since this author or blogger has no pets, she will now start blogging about the rotten tree.  I am not too sure what happened but it's still alive.  I tried to cut off the bad parts.  While cutting I wonder if it was white or brown rot.  It was nice to see rot in real life!  I tried to direct all the ants to the rotten pile of wood I sawed off so it will stop eating the tree.  The birds came too!  Last year, i also tied a thin branch to direct it to grow up instead of side way.  I've been observing it and taking dead branches out.  Some new branches are growing out from the ground now but it looks like two species are growing instead of one.  I looked at the bud.

Roo - Animal A907986

Recently, I tried to adopt a dog named Roo from Toronto Animal Service.  I met some nice people and got to have some friendly conversations because of this reason.  I haven't been able to have conversations with people for quite some time now because I just can't seem to find a topic to talk about.  I often found conversation circles tiresome because i either don't want to be in them or feels like I am not part of the conversation.  With Roo, I got to talk about dogs and listen to others talking about dogs for the duration of the talk.  

Roo is a strong, big dog.  It displays a lot of unacceptable behaviour towards strangers.  During my meeting with Roo, I wonder what would have happened if she was not on leash with a handler holding her.  She barked at and jumped towards while barking at me at the same time while the trainer or handler said she doesn't feel comfortable at the same time repeatedly. I just stood there.  If no one was holding onto Roo. Would she just continue barking at me or would she actually bite me?  I just stood there smiling the entire time thinking nothing is going to happen.  I didn't even see her fur standing up until the trainer/handler mentioned it.  I am thankful and happy that my parents came along which made the decision much easier but I am stuck wondering what would have happened if I was there alone.  Would Roo behaved differently, even just slightly? After all, I am different when they are around.  I act differently depending on the situation and people I am with. Unfortunately, I still live with my parents and I tell them not everything but I do tell them a lot of things.  They obviously have a mind of their own so yeah.  That's life.

I was sad that she reacted to me like that.  I've been feeling pretty rejected and defeated from other things in life so needless to say I didn't respond well to her either.  I am bad at faking it so when I finally get to hold onto her leash and walk with her, our walk was pathetic.  We were both strangers to each other.  I don't know her and she doesn't know me.  She is not Okee or Q.  We don't have our walk camaraderie.  I wonder if she actually felt my clear communication through my handling of the rope.  Maybe she let me pull her a bit, and then she decided to pull me a bit.  I should have did what she did and stood there until she turned around to look at me.  I looked at her while she was pulling. I wondering while we were leashed together how many times she actually looked at me.  I only attempted to walk with her once because my mom kept saying let's go while my dad had additional questions to ask.  It was too much happening at once.  I like quiet walks so i didnt like the background noise i heard while I was trying to walk on leash with a stranger for the first time ever.  Roo and I walked as far as possible in the caged area.  I wanted to take her to walk in narrow spaces (its not that narrow) and she wanted to return in the centre path. I wanted to walk a square shape and we ended up walking a triangle.  I wonder if that's her usual route with a stranger at that cage. If so, I wonder how many times she performed this walk and how many people already walked this triangle walk with her at a cost of a piece of a hot dog. She returned her to the hot dogs quickly alright.  Did she want to return to the hot dog or did she wanted to return to the handler/trainer? It was impossible to escape from that cage at least the small area I was able to walk.  I should examine her big activity cage more closely and carefully. The more  I think about it the funnier this meet and greet becomes.  During my visit, she jumped at the trainer and handler quite a few times and the trainer/handler said ouch at least once.  She is powerful alright.  Basically, when she pulled the opposite direction, i should have stood there and waited and see how long it takes her to look back at me.  I could have sat there in the mud.

In my last few years with Okee, we communicated through the leash, I didn't use much voice command.  Partly because I was sad and I just didn't want to talk much.  Okee would always cheer me up and notice whenever I need a lick on the face. She brought me to places, she showed me things and paths I would not have noticed.  It was really nice walking with her.  Why would Roo, show me, a stranger, any of her secrets, in that small little area she gets to walk in while with strangers?

If Roo wasn't with TAS, I don't think I would ever be alone with her so the thought of Roo and I having a vocal argument or conversation would definitely be impossible.

At the end of this post, I wonder if Roo had a choice, would she want to stay at TAS or would she rather survive by herself in some territories unclaimed by man without rules of the city, town, hamlets, village, etc...welcome to the "insert word here" society.

Happy vday

Q jai, I hope you and okee found each other in doggie heaven.

Happy Valentine's day.

Candy