One of my Camp Friends, Trisha lost her amazing black lab Seamus this week. It was unexpected and heartbreaking. He was our favorite Calamity Dog. Seamus had a long and happy life, even thru his battle with Addisons disease his tail wagged almost every minute. I don't have words to express how much this big guy will be missed.
During Camp this year we figured out that almost all of the dogs who came to camp that first year or so have already gone over the rainbow bridge... Dragon, Elly, Sepp, Lucy, Pongo, and now Seamus. We have also lost dear Legend this year tho he wasn't part of the original crew. Part of living with dogs is knowing you will lose them one day. It is all part of the package. Knowing that doesn't make the loss any easier.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Home
I'm back. Actually, I have been back for almost a week but have been able to procrastinate writing a blog entry since then. Dog Camp is difficult to explain to non-Dog People. My definition of Dog People (capital D, capital P) is that group of individuals whose dogs are at or near the center of their lives. They generally make up the core of those participating in any of the dog sports (conformation, obedience, agility, tracking, herding, carting, hunting...) but competing with your dog does not necessarily make you a Dog Person. You can have a dog without being a Dog Person. Who else would be willing to devote a full week of vacation to spending time with their dogs?
Kerri always says that you go to Camp the first time because is sounds like a good time for you and your dog. You go back the second year because you couldn't possibly do all the things you wanted to that first year. After that you go back year after year because of the friends you have made and the comfort of being surrounded by a group of folks who "get it" -- who understand the relationship you have with your dogs. At Camp even the folks you don't like understand the obsession.
My Camp friendships have evolved into some of the closest I have. They are the folks I can call on day or night. We rejoice in each others triumphs and cry over each others losses be they they dog-related or not. Spending a whole week together every year without the distraction of the "real world" is a gift. We get to have a few beers and more than a few laughs with our dogs in tow. Who could ask for more from a vacation??
This was our 8th Camp and it was one of the most relaxing ever. Our most exciting happening was that Eli managed to pass his CGC/TDI test so with the pending completion of some paperwork is a certified therapy dog. I am so proud of him. Kerri was his handler for the test and did an outstanding job. I watched nervously from a pine grove on the top of the hill so Eli wouldn't see/hear me. Eli even started in "teacup" agility. He is still too young for any real jumping so the equipment in the small dog agility class is set low enough that even if he were to jump off the equipment he wouldn't inadvertently hurt himself. Learning the equipment was something of a challenge for him as his chest is wider than the teeter or the dog walk. A certain puppy will need to figure out where his back feet are if he is to continue.
Jasper had a crappy week in agility. All he wanted to do is sniff the field. It was like he had never seen grass before. I have to admit that he did have a few really nice runs, but over all it was disappointing. The weather was awesome! We had one rainy morning and one really HOT day, but all manageable without changing the schedule.
I will post more about my demo and knitting/spinning progress later. I think this post is long enough... thank you very much.
Kerri always says that you go to Camp the first time because is sounds like a good time for you and your dog. You go back the second year because you couldn't possibly do all the things you wanted to that first year. After that you go back year after year because of the friends you have made and the comfort of being surrounded by a group of folks who "get it" -- who understand the relationship you have with your dogs. At Camp even the folks you don't like understand the obsession.
My Camp friendships have evolved into some of the closest I have. They are the folks I can call on day or night. We rejoice in each others triumphs and cry over each others losses be they they dog-related or not. Spending a whole week together every year without the distraction of the "real world" is a gift. We get to have a few beers and more than a few laughs with our dogs in tow. Who could ask for more from a vacation??
This was our 8th Camp and it was one of the most relaxing ever. Our most exciting happening was that Eli managed to pass his CGC/TDI test so with the pending completion of some paperwork is a certified therapy dog. I am so proud of him. Kerri was his handler for the test and did an outstanding job. I watched nervously from a pine grove on the top of the hill so Eli wouldn't see/hear me. Eli even started in "teacup" agility. He is still too young for any real jumping so the equipment in the small dog agility class is set low enough that even if he were to jump off the equipment he wouldn't inadvertently hurt himself. Learning the equipment was something of a challenge for him as his chest is wider than the teeter or the dog walk. A certain puppy will need to figure out where his back feet are if he is to continue.
Jasper had a crappy week in agility. All he wanted to do is sniff the field. It was like he had never seen grass before. I have to admit that he did have a few really nice runs, but over all it was disappointing. The weather was awesome! We had one rainy morning and one really HOT day, but all manageable without changing the schedule.
I will post more about my demo and knitting/spinning progress later. I think this post is long enough... thank you very much.
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