Trees and Plants

Raven’s Dinnertime Temper Tantrum

Raven, not quite sitting, but demanding her dinner I’m trying my best, but I can’t get a grip tonight.  Gimme food! Where’s my food!

Tonight’s temper tantrum was a doosie. Raven was doing fairly well with my sitting there with her, asking her to stay while I held the bowl of food. Then I made the mistake of getting up, and taking her bowl of food with me to get the camera. When I sat back down with the bowl, she couldn’t calm back down. Instead she just flew off the handle throwing a tantrum for her food and snorted foam everywhere. I waited several minutes before she calmed enough to for just a couple seconds before I gave her the bowl.

Raven shoveling in the food.

Then she shoveled in the food. Eeegads!

Sunset in all Her beauty Sweet potato vines

Thank Mother Earth that we all had a beautiful sunset to wind down with. We sat outside amongst that beautiful skyscape and wondered about the sweet potato vines. Are those things going to eventually creep into the house at night and take over Fort Doberdale? They seem a bit excessive for a potato or two. Some are even outgrowing the weeds!
Helen

Fay’s on Our Minds

Annie checks out the Kongs En garde!

Our Kongs arrived last week! Annie checked them out. Raven and Luigi had a dispute over who should touch them first. Neither won. I touched them first. I was going to stuff them all this weekend, but being there is the possibility of a Hurricane Fay, I had other things to get done.

I had to take down a tree that was around 15 feet tall. It was in a bucket, and the roots dug into the ground. I had intended on tipping it over and easing it out of the ground to replant; however, that’s not what happened.

Large tree peeking over the power and phone lines to the house

What happened was when I tipped it over it did exactly what I was trying to avoid by taking it out of the ground before the hurricane got it. It got tangled up in the phone and electric lines to the house. Now this was not a pleasant experience for me. I had to pull the ladder over and take out the tree limb clippers and get up there on the ladder with that tree cutting thing to cut the tree out. I kept thinking, “Please don’t let me die by getting shocked.”

Well, my mantra paid off, and I didn’t get a shock, but I did realize that I couldn’t cut the roots out of the ground with my bread knife, nor a steak knife. I was lead to the shed where the electric saw was. I’d never used it, and hoped to God I didn’t have to go through an hour-long reading of directions as I did a few weeks ago with that other electric saw that I ended up not using. I just wanted to separate that tree from the roots. Period.

Stump Pieces of tree

I opened the box, and there were ants in there and a direction booklet that started in Spanish. That annoyed me. If it’s sold in Lowe’s here in Florida, English should be first. Whatever. I paged over and found the English part, then threw it off and decided to go for it without instructions. It was hot and humid and I was getting cranky. After I set everything up, I figured out how to start the thing and shizaam! I separated that tree from the roots, and then cut it up into sections to throw away. There was no way I could dig a hole for that tree as big as it was and haul it around. Just not gonna happen. So I said sianara.

Luigi and Ginger - Luigi wants that ball! Ollie and Luigi want Ginger’s new used basketball

During the process, I found a basketball dog toy, which Ginger quickly claimed though both Luigi and Ollie thought it should be theirs. Wrong! It’s all hers!

Bunny’s necklace is Raven’s favorite toy Bunny’s necklace is Raven’s favorite toy

Speaking of toys, somehow, Bunny Butt Taylor got Raven’s toy around her neck this morning and was wearing it around like a necklace. I noticed it when I was delivering breakfasts. She’s a peach, that Bunny Butt!

Dinner time.

Helen

Friday Round-Up

Possum nesting materials Lawn Mower Possum Home

Today I drove really fast within reason going home from work, so I could mow my lawn before it was too late. I wanted to get that out of the way, so I could finish my high jump this weekend. The first thing I needed in order to mow the lawn, was the lawn mower. I pulled it out of the shed, all the way down three steps and do you know what peeked out at the bottom of the steps? A possum! Cute little thing. I was wondering where all the dried leaves were from as I know I didn’t leave them in that shed. She went back under the mower, and I had a time getting her out, but she finally agreed to leave, and I got to mowing. I did sweep out the nesting materials. I don’t know if it’s such a good idea to have a possum using my lawnmower as a place to sack out, but it’s certainly better than having rats in there!

Speaking of rats, when I dropped off the newspapers and some shoe boxes at the Wildlife Center at lunch time, I found that the green lizard that the Fedex driver brought to the center last week and which had been stuck to the glue trap for rats had been released. This was amazing to me. They said they could help little lizards stuck, too. Incredible! I’m glad that came to a happy ending.

Baby munching on grass

Baby ate grass today. I didn’t mow all of it away, so she picked up the slack.

Beautiful Pre-Full-Moon Night

There is a mostly full moon out tonight. Absolutely beautiful! Tomorrow night will be the total full moon. We will be there.

Helen

Bulk Trash Day & Training & Olympic Sun-Tanning

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Yesterday was bulk trash day, and the trash men gave me a hard time about the two piles of green refuse that my tree guys left in the swale. They were saying it was too much blah blah blah. The bottom line is if the professional tree guys would have put all that in one pile, then we would have been all right. But because there were two piles, the trash men had attitude. Besides the fact that I hardly ever leave out bulk trash, there was not much going on with bulk trash on my block. It was another city worker pushing around his policy power. He finally did take both piles, but it was not a pleasant experience. However, being that they took the first pile and left a pamphlet on my door and left, and I came home to this half-done job at lunch, I was very happy that it turned out the way it did.

After I got the pamphlet, I drove down the street to where I saw a bulk trash man picking up debris. He was very nice and I will say that trash man went out of his way to help me by phoning in the problem – half my bulk trash was left behind – and getting the message they will be back for the second pile, but had left because their truck had been filled. I called into the trash company to give kudos to this man for going above and beyond. It was the fact that the pamphlet and attitude wasn’t enough from the leaf trash man that got me riled up. He had to knock on my door and give me a lecture over the entire thing before he picked up the second pile. Then he tried to turn it into a personal conversation while the clock was ticking away on my precious lunch break. I’d much rather have been spending it with my dogs than being lectured to or chit-chatting. Eeegads!

Let me just say that I’m glad that whole tree business is done. Now I’m facing a very hairy front yard and swale, which needs some mowing. This weekend will be mowing weekend. Call me a dud, but I’m not looking forward to that.

Dragon Flies

In between running back and forth to talk with the trash men, I was watching the flight of the Dragon Flies in my back yard. I had taken a few pictures of them, but not enough due to time constraints. I’d never seen such a swarm of Dragon Flies enjoying the day before. It was quite an event. The FDSP didn’t notice them being they flew a few too many feet above their heads for noticing. A good thing.

The Raven

I worked more on Raven’s sit staying Tuesday night, but last night I let it slide. She is also learning to pay attention to the dumbbell. Her favorite part of all this is getting treats.

Bunny B

I’d also worked a little with Bunny Butt on her sit stay Tuesday night. She’s got such a spastic behind that getting 10 seconds of it staying planted on the floor was next to impossible. So we worked on half that time.
Luigi rubs the Buddha Dog for good luck or something

Luigi worked on scent discrimination. He had been practicing on the FDSP Budha Dog. We are both learning this process of scent discrimination exercises using clicker training – me how to teach it that way and him how to learn it that way. Anytime he doesn’t get it, it’s my fault. He and I both determined that. I found a how-to article on training scent discrimination on line. It’s written by Morgan Spector.

Morgan Spector’s book

He also wrote an entire book on obedience training using the clicker. It’s very good, and if you’d like to order it, CLICK HERE.

I see some of his ideas on the process of training scent using clicker have changed. Mainly in the book he makes comment about people who put the scent articles they want to be cold in the fridge over night. He thought it un-necessary. But the article, which is newer, mentions to do both:

“There are various ways to make sure that there is a clear difference between the “hot” and “cold” articles when you practice with your dog. You can put the “unscented” articles in a refrigerator before practice; the cold will essentially neutralize scent and will retard incidental scenting. You can put the “hot” article in a Ziploc bag, which will intensify your scent.”

Growth is a good thing, and I highly recommend the book. It’s a great price and teaches the trainer a humane and fun-for-the dog way to learn the commands to compete in obedience and get those titles!

Meanwhile, last night Uigi and I by-passed working scent till I could get my brain and the theory and my actions to coincide with the right process, but we did work on the go-out and touch-the-pole exercise. Well, basically, Uigi brought me his red Cuz ball, and I wouldn’t throw it till he touched the pole. He gets so excited about the game, he thinks he has to grab the pole in his mouth, and I’m sure he’d pull it out of the ground if he didn’t get his click fast enough. But so far, I am fast enough, and I throw the ball, he gets it and we start all over again. He’s a brainiac, my boy is.

Sunbathers Bouchard and Oliver

Meanwhile, Bouchard and Ollie have very nice sun tans. They work hard on maintaining that sun-tanned look daily. If sun bathing were an Olympic event, you could count Bouchard and Oliver in as a prize-winning team.

The synchronized sun bathing team!

Helen

Good-bye Pine Tree and Bench

Today, there was a knock on my door and two tree men said they would take down the pine tree I have in my back yard which was hit by lightning a few months ago and had deteriorated from then very quickly. Earlier, bugs had gone into it, and taken what little life was left in it. So due to the excellent price they estimated for the job, I said, “OK.”

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The first thing they did was put a ladder up against the huge tree. The next thing was to cut those branches off. While cutting off those branches, one fell into my nice ol’ bench and smashed it good. So not only did I lose my pine tree today, but also my nice ol’ bench. OK, and a few or so nice big pavers. Eegads! But the price was good to do the tree, and due to the quick loss of life in that tree, I was always nervous about when a branch may fall off and hit one of us. Not to mention that it IS hurricane season. Yikes!

Danny Treeman working on dead pine tree Danny Treeman working on dead pine tree Danny Treeman working

This is Danny. He is the one who took the tree down, while Lee went ahead and did clean up and hauling some of the branches out. My front yard is full of branches and tree trunk due to I have to wait till week two in August for bulk trash. I can’t move the stuff into my swale until then. These guys are going to come back then to haul it all out there for me then. They are.

Something’s missing here! Tell the world!  Our tree is gone!

After the tree take down was over, the FDSP was let loose. They noticed something was awry. First Baby ran to the stump and sniffed it till she sneezed. Lilian was exactly irate as Raven. Meanwhile, Taylor needed to let off some steam by telling everyone what happened. She was going forth to find her tree.

Taylor and her comfort ball

When that didn’t work, well, instead of comfort food, she has a comfort toy. She grabbed her lovely white ball and squeezed it enough to make it squeak squeak squeak! That made her happy and not irate anymore.

Meanwhile, we are very fine about losing this tree on one hand because it was smack dab in the middle of the yard and obstructed the view from here to there and back again. On the other hand, this was our shampoo station, and now I feel I need to rearrange quite a bit to get straight with a new set up.

By the way, what does “True-dat,” mean?

Helen