Inherited wisdom

Sit

Down

Heel

Distracted Mum, focused Pup

The previous pictures do not depict inherited wisdom. They show how brilliantly fast I have succeeded to teach Pita the basics in obedience. We progressed a lot in the beginning, but then we kind of leveled for a while, but I definitely need to continue bring things forward. The thing is that the season has now reached real Israeli summer and outdoor activities have to be moved to evening time to avoid the midday heat. We have taught some tricks with the clicker though, indoors, such as giving high five and rolling over, where the former was a piece of cake, while the latter is still in progress.

If we are getting back to inherited wisdom, Barak definitely learned quite a few things from his late girlfriend Goshen. I can see that now when he applies the same tricks on Pita. For example, if Pita has a bone that Barak wants, he lures her with some other toy, or even just a stick, and since her innocent curiosity demands her to check his toy out, she leaves the bone for Barak to sneak over and take. Goshen always did like this with Barak and I expect Pita, with her female brightness, to develop the same strategy, and sooner or later overcome Barak.

When it comes to what to stick in your mouth, little Pita has not come that far yet. The other day she started puking, and during the afternoon she emptied her system completely, and not until late evening I got her to keep a bowl of boiled rice with liver bullion. She was also quite pitiful and quiet. The dogs had gotten raw beef bones earlier on that day, and Yoram immediately blamed that, but since I already feed her raw on a daily basis without any problems, I did not buy that theory, but instead I believe that she had eaten something inappropriate from somewhere outside. She basically sticks anything organic into her mouth, and happily carry and chew also completely inedible things that filthy people have thrown where it does not belong, alas, the risk of getting irritants into the system is quite high. Luckily, the morning after she was fine again, with full energy and appetite.

I have slowly increased the amount of food she gets during every meal, and now I add raw meat to the puppy kibble both for lunch and evening dinner. In the morning I still only add the unsalted cheese to the puppy kibble. Besides that I improvise, with things like carrot, alfalfa sprouts, garlic, yoghurt, liver bullion, raw tahina, broccoli etc., and whatever is in the bowl, she finishes. She weighs more than 7,5 kg now.

Eyes...

Last, but not least, a short movie of the dogs enjoying their raw bones.

Social security

I have lived here for a bit more than two years now, and the road to recognition in the form of visa and insurance have been anything but fast and smooth. My A5 visa, which entitles me to get social insurance was dated to the 9th of June, but things would not start moving automatically from that day. Not only did I need to go to Bituach Leumi, the most infamous of the Israeli bureaucracy entities, but I also found out that the possibility to get Kopat Holim (universal health insurance) would take another half year. Misrad Hapnim (Interior Ministry) have evaluated that I am allowed to reside in the country, but now it is time for Bituach Leumi to decide whether I am worthy of all the economical benefits. Certainly I am coming here for the 14 weeks of maternity leave, when in Sweden I would get 280 working days. Duh?! I simply want permission to pay from my salary to get health insurance, like everybody else.

This news really ticked me off, since I have been counting the days until we are able to start working on an additional human member of the family. Doing that without health insurance would simply be stupid. If things go as planned, I will not burden the system significantly anyway, since I am a natural childbirth advocate and want to give birth at home with a midwife (which is not covered by the health insurance), but just in case something would go wrong, I need a backup.

Today we went to Bituach Leumi in Haifa and arrived 7.45 to precede the worst queues. There were about 30 people waiting outside and they immediately informed us that we were last in line. When they opened everybody gathered and formed the queue that they previously only kept in their minds. We passed security quickly and after some confusion we came to the right person.

All the staff at Bituach Leumi drink bitter juice for breakfast and they all look intimidatingly angry sitting there behind their counters. However, no wonder with such a job! My husband on the other hand, is one of the most socially gifted persons I have ever met, and he goes up smiling and joking, turning the lady into soft jelly in his hands, including putting a big smile on her lips.

We got two good news. Pointer Software, where I work, has unwittingly paid social insurance from each of my paychecks, already during my simple working permit, and those money we will get refunded. Second, yes, it takes another six months to get Kopat Holim, but I am practically insured from when the A5 was issued and if I need medical care during these six months, I should just save the receipts to get it refunded retroactively.

Restrictions have been lifted and I am hoping that it will take quickly. I am 38 years old now and it is about time to squeeze at least one kid out.

Horse & Hound

I have not been in the stable for a long time, first because I started working full time, then because of the move, and the last few months cannot be blamed on anything else but me being way too comfortable in my new home.

Before the weekend I stumbled upon Anat in the supermarket, a woman who also comes and rides regularly, and speaking to her was nudge enough for me to decide that I would meet up with her today. I left Barak at home and brought Pita.

I unleashed her when we arrived, but I was not prepared for just how debonairly she would roam the place. When I started to bring the Shepherds I needed to nanny them in the beginning, Barak since the place is full of cats, but also Goshen since she was not used to horses. When I rode I often had trouble keeping the dogs from herding me and my horse.

Pita on the other hand, immediately made friends with the stable dog Whisky, an old Vizsla male and she confidently went up and smelled the horses when they were taken out of their stalls, although she intuitively restrained herself from entering both the stalls and the arena. All the horses are more or less bomb proof, so I am not particularly worried that she will get kicked. I saw a few occasions were she was sniffing around between their legs and when the horse just lifted the leg, Pita moved away, and I think that this were lessons enough to teach her that these creatures can actually move.

When I rode, she stayed in the stable chatting around with the people that were hanging there. The stable is with no walls and the stable alley is clearly visible from the arena, so I could always keep an eye on her, but there really was no need.

She loved rolling around in the manure, smelling, tasting, just like any dog. After we finished with the horses we went down to the fruit groves to pick some blackberries and mulberries, and as if she was not dirty already she found some really swampy areas, due to the irrigation, and after playing around there, the whole dog was muddy and needed one shower before she could even enter a car, and then one more shower to really clean her when we came home. Five minutes later she had passed out of exhaustion.

ָA Muddy and happy Pita
(Before the mud down in the grove)

I rode Noor, and I had heard that she had changed a lot and become lazy, so I did not have any high expectations on her rideability, but she surprised me. No doubt, she was a bit more stiff in certain areas than when I rode her daily, but she gave her face and she moved away nicely for the legs, and she stopped from all gaits, just as if I would have worked her yesterday. Had she had sliders, I am willing to bet that she would have slid!

All in all it was a very inspiring day and I will surely go back to my previous routine of going there at least a few times a week when I am not working. Surely it will be good both for my own well-being, but also for Pita's socialization and environmental training - and of course for poor Noor who probably was just bored to death from carrying kids around.

Video of Pita

I have put together a little video of Pita, playing with Barak and showing off some newly achieved skills through shaping with clicker and also some regular obedience.

Unknown age

Full after a meaty lunch

Pita and her litter mates were rescued together with their mum and therefore no one knows their exact age. Estimates have ranged between a present age of two to three months, but we have gone with the older age. In her vaccination book there is a birthday written in as the 20th of March, and that is also what my qualified guess supports, around three months. Today we took the stitch in her forehead (by the way she has healed perfectly) and we asked the vet for an age estimate and he said around 3-3,5 months, so we will keep her birthday as is.

She has killed my tomatoes in the garden and she weighs way over 5 kg already. Right now she is digesting a big chunk of meat, laying between daddy's legs on our bed. This afternoon we will try to catch some obedience training on video. Stay tuned!

Fooood!

Not so tiny anymore

There is definitely nothing wrong with the appetite in this puppy! She eats three times per day, and every meal is a bit different, but based on the puppy kibble. For breakfast I mix in a non-salted fresh cheese (normally used to fill burekas), and for lunch I let the kibble soak for a while in some of the liver bullion I got left over when I pre-boiled the liver to make oven-dried liver treats. In the evening she gets raw meat with the kibble, this week it has been from chicken, including meat, fat, skin, cartilage and some pieces of bone, to slowly get her used to eating whole animals. She is doing perfectly on it and has no problem whatsoever to digest it into normal poo. She also sleeps good throughout the night, except for that we take her out once or twice to relieve herself.

Then every afternoon she eats a good handful of the dried liver, during our training sessions, and then of course she chews on the bones that are laying around everywhere, both the marrowbones, but also different raw-hide bones. During the last few days she has gained 100 g per day, which is quite impressive, and we have a fun time weighing her. It is a game for her now, and we don't need to fight to make her sit still on the scale, or weigh her together with us. She just steps up and sits quietly until I allow her to step off again. She will hit the 5 kg mark before the weekend. On Monday she is three months old!

Realtime puppy

I am really trying to imbibe every precious moment right now, since I know that before you blink, the puppy has grown up into a big dog. She has been here for almost 3 weeks and already so much has happened. When she came she weighed 3,2 kg and now she is up on 4,7! When she arrived she was a baby, timid and seemingly fragile, and the first few days we lifted her out into the garden to pee and poo. She could neither walk on a leash.

Now she joins for every trip with Barak, and she walks nicely on the leash. She runs and plays like crazy and we have even brought her on a few longer walks (1-2 km) in the fields and she never gives up and whines. She also sleeps less. The first week she took long, regular naps all along the day, but now she stays alert all day except for a few shorter naps. This also means that she demands a lot more stimulation, and she also gets it. I am continuing with the obedience work and she is now started on the "heal", both sitting and walking. She is doing great! We have also started to work more in various environments. She has also learned what the clicker is all about, and it took me only one session to teach her to get up on the scale and sit down on it. Teaching tricks through shaping is sooooo fun and rewarding for both handler and dog and I am looking forward to teaching her loads of tricks with it.

Pita got a painful lesson

Bringing a new dog into a home where there already lives an older dog is always a bit of a risk, and the coexistence project will go on for quite a while before everybody have completely accepted each other and set the ground rules and hierarchy. During the first two and a half weeks that Pita has lived with us, Barak has slowly allowed her to come closer and closer to him, and although she has been quite obnoxious, he has most of the time put up with it. We have also corrected her when we feel that she has bothered him too much. When she has crossed the line, he has barked at her and that has been enough to deter her for a while. We felt pretty confident that he had the situation under control by that, but obviously he did not agree.

We have had the dogs together also unsupervised from almost day one, since they have access to the whole house and the garden, and I don't like the idea of separating them. They need to learn how to get along, and I know that they also appreciate each others company. Although they are not laying bundled together (yet!) I know that they seek each others company. Usually, both of them sleep during the time when we are away somewhere.

Yesterday we went to aikido in the evening and the dogs were alone for about three hours. When we came home both of them greeted us, happy as usual, but immediately I discovered that Pita had blood on her head. Looking more thoroughly, she had some scratches, a bit of swelling and one 2 cm long deeper cut in the soft tissues on her skull. At first, probably due to denial, we discussed whether she could have been stuck with her head somewhere, but soon enough we acknowledged the fact that it must have been Barak that gave her a "kiss". The reptile brain then tried to plant hysteria in me, but that is of course to no good. Neither was this any proof that Barak is a viscous dog that needs further restrictions. She was a pest, and he nipped her. Simple as that! He is also solid enough to not go completely bananas on her. I know him that well.

This morning we took her to the vet, and some antibiotics and three stitches later, she is as happy-go-lucky as always. Actually she was just that even last night when we came home, so no signs of emotional trauma - except for the fact that she seems to respect Barak's boundaries and integrity a bit more than before. I hope that is a lesson that lasts. Nevertheless, we will be even more tedious with correcting her bad behaviour towards him. Another month, and her ability to understand subtle body posture signaling will have developed fully.

Salmon cakes again

The first time (and only time so far) I made breaded salmon cakes for the family was last fall, and it resulted in severe frowning from big one, and a complete refusal from the small one. The cakes were mild and tasty and not at all "fishy", so it was all a matter of exercising power. Today we made them again, this time with sweet potatoes instead of regular potatoes, and they were covered with crumbs and sesame seeds! Delicious! The big one even looked optimistic while he watched us in the kitchen and he finished two cakes without any fuss, and the small one finished one, although accompanied by some whining, and a lot of determination from us. Sometimes it is only a matter of giving it some time and work on other things, and then things seem to fall into place by themselves.

Food routines

We bought a huge sack of a very good puppy food for Pita, that is supposed to last her entire first year. We also bought a small double bowl for food and water. The first week I did some obedience training with kibble and then let her continue to eat in the bowl, but I quickly realized that this routine made her eat less from the bowl. She became hand-fed, which is something that I do not desire, so now obedience will be rewarded differently. We also saw that if Barak did not finish all his food (which is pretty unusual) then she dived into his bowl head first with all her enthusiasm. Then I understood that not only was his food tasty for her, but she also liked the large bowl. From then on, she is fed in Goshen's old bowl, and she is standing with her front paws in the bowl to reach all the food. We also mix in a few of Barak's kibble in her kibble. Tricking a puppy to eat is evidently not different from tricking kids. You just need to be a bit attentive and creative. Tricking her or not, she is thriving in our care and has gained a kilo since she arrived two weeks ago.

This is how happy Pita is after chewing on her bone

As I said previously, our dogs also get a lot of raw food, and yesterday we brought two huge cow hip joints for them. It was hilarious to watch little Pita hauling around a piece of bone that was almost the size of herself. Today I will boil half a kilo of beef liver, cut it into small pieces and then slowly dry it on low temperature in the oven to create liver treats for training. It is the ultimate treat. No dog can resist it.

Love, eat, learn, sleep, poo, pee...

Yesterday my little Pita became 10 weeks old, and she has gained 300 g during that first week in our home. She had almost only puppy kibble, but I want to slowly get her used to a mixed diet of raw meat, bones, organ meat and fish, complemented with some kibble, just like my other dogs. One day she got a chicken back and she went completely bananas with it, but I did not let her run and hide with it, since I want her to get used to us messing with her food irrespectively of how attractive it is for her. I grabbed the piece of chicken carcass while she was chewing on it and she did not show any tendencies of food aggression, which is a good sign. She did get slightly loose in the tummy from it, but nothing serious. I will give her another piece tomorrow.

Pita is eating and growing!

Pita is now officially a bed dog. My husband has always said "never any dogs in bed", and that is also how we started with Pita, and it worked OK. However, slowly she broke him down, and first she was allowed to be on the bed while we were sitting there with our computers, but soon she also spent the first night with us. Truth is that it has made the toilet business at night much easier. Now we notice immediately if she wakes up, and we can take her out right away, while when she was on the doggy bed on the floor, we always had accidents at night. I don't mind either. There is nothing more cuddly than spooning with a warm pup, and I am sure that the future will sort itself out. The funniest thing is that my husband blamed Yuval and said "You know, Yuval said that you can never keep pit bulls out of bed!". :)

Pitas left eye is still blue as the sky, while her right eye is somewhere between green and amber. It is clear to me now that she will stay odd-eyed.

Today I practiced some obedience with Pita in the park for the first time. Barak was also with us and I worked with them both intermittently. At first she was a bit too excited, and jumped on me instead of sitting down in front of me in the recall, but she soon focused and worked beautifully. In the kitchen she handles a "stay" both sitting and laying for up to 15-30 seconds, and I can also get up and move a few steps back and forth, while I have her absolute focus. One time I even circled 360 degrees around her without her moving, which is very well done, after merely a weeks training.

She is tirelessly trying to seduce Barak to play with her, but most of the time he just ignores her and moves away, and if she gets too rough on him, he educates her. However, the other day he actually bowed down for her for the first time, and sometimes he drops toys in front of her, so I think that it is only a matter of time before they really play.

Furry piranhas needs education

This afternoon we walked to the park nearby for the dogs to run off some steam. We have not taken Pita to the fields yet, since she simply cannot manage such long walks just yet. She is still too small. There was a couple sitting on a blanket on the grass, and we let the dogs off the leashes. Barak is very aloof and never approaches strangers, while the pup of course (also being a Pit bull) ran straight up to them, and they were of course enchanted. Right now she does not scare anybody, but in time she will have to learn to stay with us and not run up to unknown people. Anyway, they started to play with her, and of course she used her teeth. They just kept on triggering her. At that point I started to intervene, upon the woman explained that she didn't mind. Then I explained to her that this little pup is actually not allowed to use her teeth on humans, simply due to the fact that although it might be cute now when she is 9 weeks old, it will not be that cute when she is a 9 months old muscled Pit bull. Then I added that she is actually a Pit bull and not a poodle, and that she has to learn good behaviour. They understood and looked a bit embarrassed. This attitude is precisely what makes ignorant people lose control over their powerful dogs, and it really ticks me off.

Visiting Goshen

This picture was taken the weekend before we got Pita, but I just love it and want to share it. We took a walk out to the fields with Barak, to where Goshen is resting, and we put new flowers on her grave. The sorrow feels somewhat lighter now, and if nothing else, a brand new baby pup will keep our minds busy.

Me and Barak by Goshen's resting place

Trading places

OK, there is something peculiar with my dogs. My Bully pup is taking corrections like an attentive German Shepherd, while asking my adult German Shepherd to respect boundaries is like banging your head to a wall. He is stubborn like, yes, a Bully.

Usually my dogs have free access to both the house and the backyard, through a constantly open back door, but while I clean the house I expect them to stay outside. Goshen always respected that, but Barak, he still never learned. He keeps trying to walk inside while I have soap all over the floor and it drives me crazy. Today was the first "cleaning house" experience for Pita and I began to ask both dogs to stay out. Pita was laying on her pillow on the porch, and she did not leave it until I was ready, while Barak tries to trespass as usual. I guess that it was not only my request, but also the fact that I was messing around with water, mop and a floor scraper, but nevertheless, I am very proud of her.

Pita being a good girl while Mummy cleaned the house.

I prefer to educate my dogs with as little corrections and physical reinforcements as possible. The emphasis should be on positive reinforcement, but I am also aware that with a powerful dog you cannot avoid situations where things get physical.

Barak was 2,5 when he came to us, and poorly educated, alas, he has demanded quite some physical corrections to learn to respect our boundaries and integrity. Little Pita is a carte blanche, completely undestroyed, and however she develops, I cannot blame anybody else. She also needs physical corrections to learn not to jump, nibble, charge at the cat, and so on, but with the obedience it is different. I have taught her all the basic commands without touching her. No pressing on the butt to sit down, no jerking on any leash - only voice and treats. The only correction is that the treat/praise is withdrawn when she doesn't do what I ask of her.

I have made the family agree to not use certain commands with Pita yet, since I want to make them absolute. I only ever say these commands when I have her absolute attention and when I feel certain that she will obey, because every time you say a command and the dog gets off the hook, that command is weakened. I also only train these things in the kitchen, so far. Obedience commands need to be taught in several steps, and successively you increase the level of difficulty, by adding time and distraction. Taking a pup to the park to start practicing obedience is like putting a 9 years old kid in a PhD course - not fair.

So, me and Pita we still do obedience in the kitchen, but I started to increase the time she stays in a "sit" or a "down" before she gets the reward, which is the first stage of "stay", and in that moment she was showing attitude. She got pissed with me for not rewarding her instantly, but now I think that I got the point through that I just ask her to stay for a longer time in the position. Educating a pup means walking on a fine line. If she makes mistakes, you can almost exclusively blame yourself. Either you moved too fast, with time or distraction, or you simply did not register the signs that the pup has lost her motivation and attentiveness. A pup in Pitas age has a concentration span of 5-10 minutes, and after that you do more harm than good. Divide the training into many short sessions during the day, and never try to teach the pup something when it is tired or winded up for some other reason. It is useless. Pita gets three scheduled sessions every day, one before each meal, and also ongoing lessons about "who's in charge" during play.

Yesterday evening we took the dogs to the park and they ran around freely. Barak has not really figured out whether he can play with her, but she surely tries to play with him. He is slowly coming around, though, and he is not keeping her on the same distance anymore and his patience is expanding. During the night she even went to his bed once and laid down beside him, and although he finally moved away, he actually stayed with her for a moment. I am sure that she is breaking him down slowly, slowly... ;)

Welcome Pita the Pit bull

It has been a few intense weeks since Goshen passed away. Already when she was still with us, we discussed getting another dog, so when the sad loss hit us, it came natural to immediately plan for a new canine member in the family. But, what? Puppy, or an older dog? What race? Buy, or adopt? Yoram's ex planned to take puppies from the Dogue de Bordeaux Marta, but now we suddenly found us in a situation with one grieving and lonely Barak, and we felt that we did not want to wait for her to get into heat, be mated and give birth. That would take at least another 3 months.

However, we borrowed Marta for a few days, just to cheer Barak up, and it helped. He did not refuse the food anymore, and he had someone to play with. I started to make plans. Close to Netanya there is a shelter run by Yuval Mendelovitz (Facebook page), aka the Angel of Pit bulls. He is the only one in Israel that in an organized way rescues and rehabilitates Pit bulls and other stigmatized dog breeds. I am well acquainted with the breed and know that it is a superior dog - in the right hands. A Pit bull is a working dog, with a lot of energy and will power, and without proper guidance they can definitely develop out of hand, but that goes for any powerful breed.

The day before we were supposed to visit Yuval the first time, Marta's owner told us to not get a dog, since they did not have room enough for Marta, and that they most likely would like to give her to us. Yoram and Marta share a special love, and we were all happy. She was already functioning in our home and we looked forward to taking her. The next day we were told that they either wanted to take a litter of puppies on her, or have us pay some money for her. We discussed it, leaned towards paying for her. She is pure-bred, but without papers, and I am principally against backyard breeding. However, they asked for much more than it cost to adopt a Pit pup from Yuval, and since that felt more appealing for all other reasons, we were in doubt. The next day, Yoram gets a phone call asking why he is not picking up the "lady", upon he shares that he wants to discuss the matter. Then he is being told to forget that, she is ours, free of charge. He picked her up. We notice that Barak was signalling that she is about to go into heat, and then we decide to neuter her. We thought that just to be nice, we share this with the previous owners, upon which they got frantic and started chanting about "misunderstandings" and that they definitely want to take puppies from her. That made us boiling mad, but the dog moved back home. We don't want to "borrow" a dog! What were they thinking? That they would save some food money from keeping her with us, and then take her back? Heartless idiots, really!

Now, we were determined to go to Yuval, and last Friday afternoon we packed Barak and the kids in the car and drove to his place. We had a discussion about our life, about Barak and our cat Karma, and we all agreed that it would be most appropriate with a puppy. Barak will get used to her in his own pace, and she can also get used to the cat while growing up.

When we saw "our" pup, a female from Inbal's litter, I melted immediately. I noticed that one of her eyes will stay blue, while the other one will turn amber, and that did the trick! She also seemed very gentle. We finished the deal and took off home with our 9 weeks old baby girl. Yuval had given her the name Lynn, but we decided to rename her to Pita! It lays better in the mouth, and cuts better through the air than Lynn. Our little pup got car sick on the way home and threw up all over me, and since she also was very dirty from laying with the litter in the shelter, the first thing she got when she got home was a good bath, and I also cut the tips of her claws with Yoram's nail clipper. She kept us up all night the first night.

Pita, the Pit bull girl

Pita resting in the park

Odd-eyed Pita

Now Pita has been with us for five days and she is making amazing progress, but we are also working determinately with her. She is almost house-broken, except that she still cannot physically control her business all the time. She sleeps all through the night, except that we take her out a couple of times during the night. I am feeding her three times per day, and then she gets to eat as much as she wants during 15 minutes, and then the food is gone until the next meal. I also use her motivation before every meal to do a short obedience session. She already knows "sit", "down" and "come here" (although in Hebrew), and she has started to sit down right in front of me also on other occasions, just to please, so she is a very clever little dog. Now when I have a small pup, I am seriously considering engaging in formal obedience with her, not for competition but just for fun. She definitely has the drive, and the intelligence.

She is also not as gentle as she was the first day. ;) After becoming "warm in her clothes" she has started to show a very high energy and a lot of confidence. When she is not sleeping she is all over the place and the kids have not really figured out how to deter her from putting her sharp puppy teeth in their legs, so we have to supervise them all the time, except when she falls asleep in their arms. She is also getting boulder every day with Barak and she is challenging him to play by nibbling his tail, balls and groins, but he does not play with her yet. He just gently, but firmly, corrects her and his assistance in educating her is invaluable.

Thus, little Pita is not a beginners' dog, but of course we knew that from the start. She will need lots and lots of exercise, boundaries and discipline, but also endless love. She also gives endless love, just like the Pit bull is bred to do. We have a whole dog life of endless love ahead of us. Aren't we lucky?