24 October

Dog Support: Hoping To Help Prudence, Who’s Getting A Second Chance At Life. We Won’t Waste It.

by Jon Katz

Tonight, I am being asked to help Prudence, a good dog in a lot of trouble.

When P saw Prudence in an animal shelter five weeks ago, she saw a sign on her crate which said “Rescue Only, Timid.”

And when she asked the workers at the shelter about her, she was told that Prudence, a young Great Dane who was emaciated, was about to be euthanized.

P took her home and put the dog in her 20 by 40 x six feet high kennel. Prudence is gentle and not aggressive, and loves her food, but she is terrified of people. One look in the dog’s eyes tells me she has been traumatized severely and will need a great deal of wise and patient care.

I’m talking to the family this afternoon on Zoom, and I hope to be of help. I have some ideas ready for them to consider, but I need to know much more about Prudence’s history, behaviors, and responses since she got out of the shelter.

She won’t go near people and runs to a corner and hides if any stranger appears. She even abandons her food if she sees a new person.

I’m glad they called on me to help; I’ve been busy thinking and researching issues relating to traumatized and severely frightened animals.

Every dog has a weak spot, something they love or badly want to do, which is often the way to change behavioral changes in traumatized dogs. I call it exploiting what they love.

I advocate avoiding the things that frighten them for a long time and not pushing them too quickly to change, which scares them all the more. Building a trusting relationship is the key.

I also advocate one of my favorite tools, calming training which builds trust with their humans and settles them down. I’ll know more tonight.

This will take a great deal of time and patience; in Cesar’s world, dogs are flipped in seconds on TV, but in our world, it’s a lot trickier. Prudence is being given a second change in life by good and committed people. I’m sure we can find a way to help her.

As described, Prudence is frightened of people to a greater degree than any dog I can recall knowing or hearing about. This is the kind of problem I hoped to encounter when I started thinking about my Dog Support program.

With the family’s permission (I won’t reveal their location, real names, or identity), I’ll write about Prudence and the different things we are trying.

If you need Dog Support, e-mail me at [email protected]. It costs $50 per half hour. I’ll guide you from there. I do it on Zoom, facetime, or the telephone.

18 October

Photo Journal, October 18, 2022: Autumn Beauty: Inside Bedlam Farm Today. A Free Fall Show. Did Good. Spread Some Beauty. Guard Dog, Cozy Hens, Flo Gets Hungry

by Jon Katz

We have had a most gorgeous classic autumn look around here the past week or so; the mornings are foggy and gloomy, the afternoons are magnificent, the flowers are hanging in there, and the leaves and trees are more beautiful than we remember them being.

Today was a good day. And this evening is my second ukelele class, and I pity Bob Warren, my patient teacher. He has no idea what a bad student I am.

I took lovely photos, wrote some interesting things, and did a lot of small and good deeds. My Mansion meditation class always lifts me, and there are beautiful things to photograph all around me.

My love for Maria deepens all the time, we are so good for each other.

I even reserved a room in a lovely inn for the day after Christmas; this is something we have done almost every year since we married.

The place we usually stay closed down for the Christmas holiday, but we can go there the day after Christmas, and since we don’t celebrate Christmas, what the hell?

We grabbed a room for one night.

Maria is selling her yarn all over the place; she is busy and happy. You can see it or what’s left of her yarn on her Etsy studio page. She has a bunch of roving too.

We canceled our October vacation along the ocean – too much money to spend now – but I got the inn room for $229 in late December. We are masters of the one-day get-a-way.


It’s getting cold, but my flowers are hanging in, begonias, marigolds, and, any day now, some mums. Everything else is just about gone, but the begonias are delivering in photographic terms.

 

On warm days, Flo gets up. No matter how tired she gets, she always knows feeding time. We never had to feed Flo; she hunted all night for things to eat and was plump and happy. She is frail and thin now, we provide her twice a day, and she always waits at the right time.

Two months ago, I fell down these steps when I was sick and rushing to the bathroom in the dark. Since then, Zinnia seems determined to watch over me whenever I climb the stairs.

She runs ahead of me, which she never did before, and watches closely until I get up.

I’m heading to Bishop Gibbons on Thursday to write about the creative and highly successful way the school uses the books sent to her via Alaska by the remarkable Alys Curlane of the Bright Lights Book Project in Palmer, Maine.

Tricia white, the head of the English Department, says the kids are lining up to see the new books, and she is working to match them up with the right books.

It’s working way beyond her expectations, she says. She needs more bookcases.


The Imperious Hens are resting more in the shade of the young birch trees; there are fewer and fewer worms and bugs now; perhaps they are taking some time off to relax.

They deserve a break.

The Zinnias have the most dramatic and exciting shapes. I’m getting some bigger ones for next year.

The leaves are a wonderful gift to me and my Leica 2 as we transition from summer to fall to the cold of the upstate New York winter. I’m still figuring out how to photograph them, especially when they bend in the wind. I’m figuring it out.

15 October

Sunday Morning: Off To Get Maria’s Yarn, Home To Do Some Dog Support (Which I’m Loving)

by Jon Katz

The fog is lifting here; I’m thinking a lot about what I have, not what I’ve lost or don’t have.

This morning, we’re heading to Brandon, Vt. to pick up the yarn Maria dropped off a few months ago. She’ll be selling it by tomorrow if I know her. She loves the yarn/shearing part of our lives, and so do I.

I’m delighted with the way my Dog Support program is going.

People are happy with the price – $50 for a half hour (and continued support by email and phone until the problem is solved, no extra charge).

I am impressed with the people signing up – they love their dogs, of course, and are eager to work hard, be patient, and be positive.

It feels good.

I can’t promise miracles, but I am confident in each case I have so far that I can help solve their dog problems.

People who love their dogs and can be patient, positive, and thoughtful (innovative, too)  can almost always solve their problems with some help.

Sometimes it isn’t possible; those cases are rare in my experience. I don’t give up easily, and when I trained Frieda, Maria’s fearsome man-hating dog, I knew I could help others.

 

 

Although we are all human and stumble at times, I preach positive reinforcement and see training as how we talk to our dogs, love them and protect them.

I preach common sense training; we don’t need those expensive books and videos. We can almost always figure it out.

I also help with animal grieving and painful decision making.

This speaks to two essential things in my life – paying my bills and loving dogs.

I’m glad to be paid, but the truth is I love doing this work; it is not work for me, but my life and few things are more satisfying to me than to hear that aggression has been eliminated, dogs are walking comfortably by the sides of their owners, or that crates help in certain situations.

I plan on four weekly sessions, $50 a half hour, via Zoom or phone. I’ve even figured out how to schedule meetings on Zoom. E-mail me if you need help at [email protected]; it may be a few weeks before I can get to you, but I will respond immediately.

This is a rich and meaningful addition to my blog and my life. I love trying and learning new things; I never feel like the older man I am.

We’re lunching in Vermont. This afternoon, I have a Dog Support Zoom meeting at 4 p.m.

26 July

A Good Dog Never Forgets: Zinnia On The Stairs

by Jon Katz

Two months ago, I fell down these stairs trying to get down to the bathroom when I was so sick.

I didn’t even bother to turn on the overhead lights, and I paid dearly for it. I was in pain for weeks.

It was an awful experience, painful and frightening. Zinnia was with me and saw it all.

Since that night, whenever I go upstairs, Zinnia rushes up ahead of me and watches me climb.

She doesn’t move until I clear the top step and get into the bedroom. I’m unsure what she would do if I stumbled or fell, but she is not letting me go upstairs alone.

And I have to admit; I feel safer with her up there watching.

Zinnia is a beautiful, loving, and easy-going dog, and I love having her around.

11 July

Getting The Dog We Need: Fate And Maria, Me And Zinnia

by Jon Katz

At the moment, we both have the dogs we need, dogs that fit perfectly and lovingly into our lives. Fate is Maria’s dog now; they have so much in common. Fate seems to understand work, as good working dogs do.

She has never worked on a quilt or artwork, even though Maria often has them lying flat on the floor. Zinnia has never barked or winded or disturbed me while I’m writing or thinking or meditating.

Fate never bothers Maria while working, she loves the outdoors as Maria does, and has this ferocious kinetic energy, just like her human. On their many walks, Fate stays close, she has never run off or given Maria cause for alarm.

In the same way, Zinnia is the dog I very much need and want in my life now. She also respects my work. She accompanies me everywhere, to the post office, to the Mansion, to Bishop Maginn High School, on my walks to the mailbox, my trips to the garden beds.

When the computer goes on and I am in my office, she is invisible, quiet, always near me but never intruding, barking, or distracting me.

She goes everywhere I go comfortably and has absorbed the therapy work beautifully and perfectly. She knows what I want before I do and reads my moods like Fate reads Maria’s.

Bud is not a one-person dog; he is a family dog, guarding the house and the property and loving whoever is feeding or snuggling up with him, which he loves.

He turns out to be a wonderfully affectionate and easy-going dog, at least in the house. He is a family dog. God help any small creature wandering into his territory outside.

Fate and Zinnia are both pacifists. Neither one is capable of harming another creature.

I love watching Fate with Maria, as I love being with Zinnia.

When it matches up so closely like this, it is a beautiful, healing, and affirming experience. I’ve always believed that we get the dog we need because that is the real work of dogs – giving us things we need.

Our love of dogs infuses our lives, our home, and our work. They contribute so much.

Bedlam Farm