Raven’s One-Year Adoption Anniversary

Raven and her big boca are celebrating their one-year anniversary today. Every morning I’m reminded of that big boca when Raven hears that I’m awake and lets loose. There’s no stopping it. I’ve resigned myself to that fact. I’ve tried many methods over the year.

I called the Bark Busters radio show twice on channel 112. The host, Greg Kleva, gave some pretty good advice. Then a few weeks after that, I called because he had the founder of Bark Busters on the show. She said that every time Raven barked, take her out of the crate and do obedience with her then put her back in the crate and repeat. That was the most useless piece of dog training advice I’d ever gotten. It was anti-helpful. Taking a dog out of her crate and giving her individualized attention when she’s throwing a fit will only strengthen that habit. Dobermanns love to work! I was completely underwhelmed with that bit of advice.

I moved on, and searched the Internet for help with the actively dominant Raven dog I adopted. There I came across an article by Catherine Waters: Dominant Dogs, Recognition & Management. I read it and e-mailed Catherine. She wrote me back and from there, we wrote back and forth on the Raven situation. Catherine, who lives in New Mexico, gave me a lot of useful advice for working with the then out-of-control Raven. She enjoys working with the “Raven” type of dog, so this was all a good good thing.

Jude and I also put our heads together, and with all that advice, I shaped Raven into the more controlled uncontrollable beast that she is today, but I still have the urge to wring that neck of hers occasionally. Perhaps this year we’ll go through an obedience class together and she’ll learn how to walk upright on a leash in public.

Happy anniversary, Raven!

Helen

Raven Goes Back to the Shelter


Today I left work early so I could take Raven back to the shelter she came from. Here she is not looking so happy about traveling and leaving her friends behind.


We passed the local dog park. Dog parks aren’t in Raven’s future.

The sky was beautiful, but ominous.

The shelter is next to the international airport. I guess noisewise, that was a good decision. Maybe not for the dogs, though. Who knows?

When I got to the shelter with Raven, she tried to escape by pushing her way out of the truck from behind me. But nothing doing. I held my ground and grasped her leash. Onward we went!


Raven stopped at the recycle bin and read the sign. Ironic.

This way please. Raven knew the way, and didn’t seem to mind returning to her old stomping ground. That was a relief for me. Guilt, you know?


Here she is being greeted by some very nice shelter workers. Raven plopped over to get a belly rub on her way to the back of the shelter, where two nice ladies gave her what she came for. Her 3-year rabies vaccine booster!

Knock knock! I’m home!


The first thing Raven did was go looking for her toy. Being all toys are hers, it didn’t take long for her to find one. And now she is all set with license tag and vaccine for another 3 years. Woohoo!

Helen

P.S. None of my dogs go to dog parks.

Strawberry Jamming Pan Fried Chicken

I heard a recipe on the radio on the way home tonight. I had mostly every ingredient with just a couple tweaks, so decided to make it.

1 pound chicken breasts
Salt and black pepper
1/8 cup olive oil
1/2 cup sliced onion
1/2 cup strawberry jam
1 Tablespoon red wine vinegar
1 Tablespoon soy sauce
1 teaspoon ginger
1/2 teaspoon dried rosemary

Sprinkle chicken with salt and pepper.
Heat oil in a large frying pan over medium-high heat.
Add onion, and sauté a couple minutes.
Sauté chicken in pan for 8-10 minutes each side or until chicken is done.
Mix together the jam and remaining ingredients in a container while chicken’s cooking.  Remove onion and chicken from pan when done, and to the pan add the jam mixture.
Cook 2 minutes, stirring mixture all the while.
Put that chicken and its onions back into the frying pan with the jam, and cook all together for 4 minutes. Stir occasionally.

I was too hungry to take a picture. 🙂

Helen

A Word about Amazon.Com

I like books, and I like bargains. Being amazon.com has them both, I zeroed in on them years ago. They have discounted books and free shipping on orders of $25 or more on most of their products. I’d never had a problem ordering from them. Until now.

My scope of ordering has recently gone beyond books. Amazon has branched out, and due to the solid experiences I’ve had ordering from them, so have I. I ordered an external hard drive from them last year.

This one. It’s a Seagate 160 GB external hard drive. I’ve been having computer troubles, and this suitcase has been my saving grace for keeping all the good stuff, like my pictures, safe for me when the computers smoked up and crashed. Yes, more than one computer has up and left me. I ordered that drive directly from Amazon. All was fine.

Recently, I decided I needed another suitcase for various reasons. The original Seagate worked so well, I wanted a duplicate. I went back to Amazon, and found that they were all but obsolete. One vendor on Amazon still carried it – Endless Variety. I ordered it.

A week or so later, a box came in the mail. When I lifted it, I knew the weight of that box and the weight of my current suitcase did not equal. Sure enough when I opened the box, I found this.

It is an 80 GB Seagate internal hard drive. It sells for $25 less than the drive I ordered.

According to the packing slip, I needed to contact the seller to get an RMA# before I sent the item back. I called, and the number led me to what sounded like a personal voicemail system. I e-mailed, and the e-mail bounced back. I filled out the form on Amazon, and still no response from Endless Variety. So through my bank, I got Amazon’s phone number. That is not easy. For future reference, it is 800-201-7575.

The bottom line is that Amazon has an A-Z Guarantee and I have to wait for another few days, but Amazon itself will refund my money. That will definitely keep me as a customer.

I would not do business with Endless Variety ever again, though.

Helen

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