Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Shamrocks + Greasy Cheeseburgers = Good Fun

Dogz Rule! is home after another flyball-filled weekend in Huntsville. Top Dog Racers were our hosts at their annual Shamrock Showdown tournament and as always, they did a fantastic job.  It's the little things they do - like hand lotion and good smelling soaps in the bathroom - that make the tournament all that much more fun. 

Just a handful of DR! members were in attendance - The Ruetzes, Sena, Kathy, Duwain, myself, Veronica and her newly flyball addicted man, Steve.  Welcome to the world of flyball Steve.  Yes, we are crazy dog people.

L to R - Veronica with Nico, Ben with Ryp, Kathy with Marz, Me with Remix.  Those are Steve's legs in the background.  Yes, we put him to work.
Photo Courtesy of RuetzDogz Photography 

The day started out with the luck of the Irish behind us . . . we were able to win our first race against LSR's A team (haha! That's what you get for GOOSING us last time!).  Then things were a bit sticky. We lost one race due to ball dropping (um, Ryp, it is called flyBALL) and another due to an itchy trigger finger (if the early pass hat was there, I'd be wearing it).

After a couple of not-so-pretty races, we recovered and were able to get it together.  The Misfitz (a bunch of team dogz that normally do not race together) ended up placing SECOND in Division II.  We even ran in the 17s several times!

Some of the good times included:
  • Large Greasy Cheeseburgers (no false advertising here)
  • ERIS, Goddess of Discord and Strife, achieving her FMCh (15,000)
 Photo Courtesy of RuetzDogz Photography
  • Ben learning not to get your appendages between a terrier and the toy 
  • New-to-Dogz-Rule! but not to flyball, Nico, making his debut with the club.
  • Ryp walking away with his FM (5,000) and Remix earning her FDCh (500)
*Shameless Brag Warning* 
 My little Remix did spectacular for her second tournament.  She was running mostly 4.0s and then, on Sunday, ran some 3.9s over her own jump height!!!  Now if I can only tighten that turn . . . (sigh) flyball truly is like crack.


    Tuesday, March 9, 2010

    Sleeping Beauty (part Deux)

    Shamrock Showdown, March 6-7, 2010

    Sunday, February 28, 2010

    Crack that Back!

    A couple of Thursdays ago, Marz twisted his back playing fetch at the park. I threw the ball for Marz, turned, threw another ball for Remix, turned back to Marz and saw him coming down the hill doing an odd twisting motion. It was one of those movements where you think to yourself, "Uh-oh, that didn't look good."

    I stretched all his legs and examined him for any injury - Marz just wanted to get up and play more ball and seemed fine.  We stopped the game and walked around a bit when I noticed a bloody pawprint on my jeans - alas, Remix had torn a pad.  So, we packed up and went home.

    The next couple of days, Marz showed no indication of discomfort or pain.  We went to flyball practice as usual on Sunday.  His box turns were poopy, a little more poopy than usual.  When I was reviewing the video, I noticed that Marz was taking 2 strides between the jump and the box.  Normally he takes one and throws himself at the box.  We've tried EVERYTHING to teach him to take two strides and nothing ever took (reverted back to muscle memory).  I wish I could say it was our re-training working, but, I knew it wasn't . . . something was wrong. I stretched, prodded, flexed his legs and I could only elicit discomfort when I rubbed his lumbar muscles. Ugh. A back injury.

    So, Monday we went to our vet and Dr. Wilson confirmed that indeed, he had torqued his back.  One week of rest, some Metacam, and return to exercise to see how he does.  I also asked her about seeing a doggie chiropractor to see if this might give him some relief.  Dr. Wilson said it would be okay if we wanted to try an adjustment as well.

    Kathy and her dogs go to Love Pet Hospital which offers acupuncture and chiropractic services as well as traditional care.  We decided to give them a try.

    Marz went to work with me (where he was spoiled rotten and loved by all my coworkers) since our appointment was at 10:40am in South Austin (about 10-15 minutes away from my work).  When we got to the appointment, the hospital staff was very appreciative that I brought fully completed paperwork (typed up in Acrobat - yes, I am THAT anal retentive and OCD).  We were escorted into the room with little to no wait.

    Our appointment was with Dr. Davenport and she was great with Marz.  She worked well over his body to find the areas where he was uncomfortable, felt him moving, discovered there was a bit of subluxation in his shoulder (but it popped back no problem) and was very thorough.  After her initial exam and our consultation, Dr. Davenport did the adjustment.  The impact on Marz was incredible.  He stood still and silently and with each adjustment a wave of relief washed over his face.  I could actually see the results in his expression!

    We also did acupuncture - Marz kept trying to roll over for belly rubs, so next time we'll do "cold laser" acupuncture.  It apparently has the same effects, but the wiggly squiggly dogs do not have to worry about popping out their needles.

    Our next appointment is Tuesday and Dr. D. will assess to see if he's well enough to compete next weekend.  I think I will also see about setting up a monthly chiropractic visit for ALL the competitive dogs - I know how I feel after getting adjusted and saw how Marz felt.  Makes sense to give all the dogs the benefit of regular chiropractic maintenance.

    So, we're sold on the back cracking for dogs.

    Wednesday, February 10, 2010

    Agility Brags


    Pogo earned his ADCH title last weekend at the USDAA trial in San Marcos. We had been chasing our last Q which had to be a Snooker Super Q for 10 months. I had just decided to give up! Then Sunday, in our Snooker course, instead of asking Pogo for four 7s in the opening I picked a course that flowed well for his skills and we finished the course! But only took one 7, one 5 and two 4s, so I knew we were well below all the four 7 dogs and there was no way we would be in the top 15%. I notice Jane, looking at the score sheet and she looks up and motions to me that I’m in second place. I suddenly got weak in the knees. There were still at least 10 more dogs to run. It was a long wait to see if we would get completely knocked out and a lot of “Oh, Darn, too bad” (with an uncontrollable smile) as each competitor knocked a bar or went off course. We ended up 3rd Place out of all the 22” and 26” dogs.

    Then, on Monday, I found out that both Pogo and Trixi had finished in the Top Ten dogs for their breed in the country for NADAC agility.

    My dogs rock!