Saturday, December 4, 2010

Rambam's Ladder

Not long ago, a co-worker asked me "If you were in a crowded room and someone yelled GEEK!, would you turn around?"  Oh, ha ha, Funny Guy. Well yeah, maybe. But only because I totally own it.

There's nothing wrong with having geek tendencies, you know. Ok, I will admit there may be a couple of drawbacks. My dog handling abilities somewhat overshadow my people skills, 'tis true. And I've never been a slave to fashion. That's sadly obvious to the general public as well. But I can do amazing things with Photoshop and that's a skill that that I wouldn't trade for any amount of cute shoes. And that fancy computer you're using to read this?  I could take the thing down to individual parts and put it back together again, I could.

And all you Gen Xers lamenting that your mom is on Facebook? Well kids, it was my generation that created the technology so you didn't have to tape your facebook pages to your school lockers. That's right, I'm that old. An aging geek, yikes.

Why confess to all this? I don't really know, other than to mention a kick-ass presentation I created on PowerPoint for those times when I get out of the house for the occasional CCI talk. The husband, CCI pup and I were presenting to a Civitan group and I come to the slide with the statistics:

Then it hits me -- 1,082 puppy raisers volunteering for CCI. That's a lot of puppy raisers, now. And then I think, but how many people are there in the U.S.? A billion and two? No, that can't be right. Google tells me we've got us a population in the neighborhood of 310 million.  I'm thinking we should be able to squeeze a few more puppy raisers out of that number.

I know there's a lot of dog lovers out there. Micron and I meet you all the time during our outings. We hear your stories of the funny dogs you have, the beloved dogs you've lost. So, what are y'all doing for the next year and a half?  Don't let anything I say bluff you; I'm only good with dogs because I love being around them. I'm certainly no expert in the ways of dog behavior, in spite of my inability to successfully interact with people.

Let me brief you on the skills you need to be a volunteer puppy raiser. Do you love people and dogs? Wanna do something fun that will help bring someone independence? Well, there's a good start. CCI isn't looking for professional dog handlers to raise these dogs. Instead if you can offer a safe, consistent environment for these fuzzies and are willing to learn some basic training skills . . . and you have a big heart, that'll about do it.

Oh, and that part about "giving them up?"  No messing around with that.  It is a hard thing to do. But you know what? It can be done. There's 1,082 of us doing it all the time. Some of us turn to a box of tissues and good friends at turn-in time. Others take that box of tissues and set them right next to our Margarita. I'll leave you to wonder which I am.

Another confession for you. I'm living a blessed life and want to give back in some way. I may be about the age of fellow geekster, Bill Gates, but nowhere near his net worth. Philanthropy is not going to be my thing. Puppy raising for CCI is fun and exciting and best of all, something I can do. In my own small way, I can actually be part of something that will change someones life. How cool is that? Pretty darn cool, I say.

In a prior life as a catechist, I taught a faith formation class for seventh grade kids. One of my favorite lesson plans for the Christmas season involved Julie Salamon's book Rambam's Ladder, a Meditation on Generosity and Why it is Necessary to Give. Ms. Salamon tells us about Rabbi Moses ben Maimon, a twelfth century physician, philosopher and scholar. Also known by his Greek name, Maimonides, or by an acronym of his full name, Rambam.  I'll be referring to him here as Rambam as that's the title of the book and because it's fun to say out loud.

Being knee-deep in the knowledge that seventh grade catechism students are newly self-aware and just realizing there's a whole world in which to get into trouble, I appreciated any opportunity to discuss ways they could make the world a better place.  My weapon of choice was Rambam's Ladder of Charity. Now, I won't hold you for an hour in a classroom while you sit on a cold, hard plastic chair and be told repeatedly to keep your hands to yourself. We're all grown-ups here, so let's just hit the highlights.

Rambam describes eight steps on the ladder, the bottom rung being "Reluctance: to give begrudgingly." That's when you give only because you feel you have to. It's a good thing, to be sure. But you can do better, he says.

You can give cheerfully, but less than is proper. Or donate only after being asked. Next up is giving before being asked, but risk make the recipient feel shame. Moving higher is to give to someone you don't know, yet ensuring that your name is known as the donor. Even better though, says Rambam, is to give to someone you know, but you remain anonymous.

Just a couple more; we've made it almost to the top.  Next step up is to give to someone you don't know and to do so anonymously.

So what's the top rung? What's the best we can do on this Ladder of Charity? That would be the Gift of Self-reliance.  Julie Salamon describes this as a gift or a loan, or to find work for the recipient, so that they never have to ask for help again. She gives examples of helping someone find gainful employment or starting a business, as well as helping someone through an addiction. This is pretty powerful stuff and just a bit challenging to cram into a 12 year old's brain. But right or wrong, stuff it in there I did.

So anyone seeing the connection to the work of Canine Companions for Independence?  I do. I'm seeing a non-profit organization that enhances the lives of people with disabilities by providing highly trained assistance dogs and ongoing support to ensure quality partnerships. An organization that provides a new level of independence free of charge.

This twelfth century scholar certainly wasn't thinking about assistance dogs, of course. But I'm feeling the spirit of his intention is covered here. Hey, I'm no saint; just ask my mom. Just kidding, don't ask my mom, please. (Hi Mom, I love you!).  But I'm feeling good about what I'm trying to do with this puppy raising business. As all CCI puppy raisers should. 

You know, you could feel good about this too. Think about it. Pray on it. Then call CCI and ask some questions on what it takes to be a puppy raiser. You'll love it, I promise you.

Get started at their website: CCI Puppy Raising Program

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Yeah, I bet you're Morning Person, too

"So," begins the rather benign comment from a close friend. "You got your Christmas shopping done yet?"

My mind fills with turmoil not unlike a class 4 hurricane. Holy cow, is it that time of year again? Yeah sure, I know. It's now post-Thanksgiving, so I should probably consider giving things a kick start. But the crowds, the mall, the challenge of finding the perfect gift for those I love. I'm just not feeling it yet.

I eye early shoppers with the same wariness that I give morning people (where do they come from?).  I know y'all are out there rarin' to go and all, but please . . . just give me a minute.  I'll catch up with you in just a bit and then we can all share in the glory of the day. In the meantime, however, I'm at peace in my little world of denial. It's a happy place we call Donna Land. Everybody knows me there and they're all really nice. The dark roast coffee's always freshly brewed there. And Krispy Kreme's are only one weight watcher point value . .  sigh.

Right, on to thinking about holiday shopping. I had an opportunity to get started on this during a recent CCI event at Barnes & Noble.  Fellow puppy raisers Esther and Bud organize a free gift wrapping service at B&N every Christmas season.  We were there this past Saturday, just after Thanksgiving. Micron and I took an early afternoon shift to help raise awareness of Canine Companions for Independence.

Let's do this thing!

Micron just loves the kids. Little boys smell like french fries and the girls like cotton candy. He's a friendly, calm dog that children find very approachable. If only I could just encourage him to keep his tongue to himself. More than one hapless tyke has received a wet willy from this dog. Remember the Wizard of Oz and the cowardly lion's tail?  How it was always moving around like it had a mind of its own?  Well, that's Micron's tongue.

Me: "Micron, don't lick." 
Random mother: "Oh, it's ok if he licks my kid." 
Me: (inside thoughts: NO IT'S NOT!) "We really don't want the pups to lick people. It's not becoming of a service dog. Part of his training and all, you know." 
Random mother: (inside thoughts: WHAT A MEANIE!) "Oh. Ok."

I smell cotton candy.
All you moms out there . . . I wish I could let this dog lick all the ketchup off your adorable kid's faces. I really do. But, this isn't a pet dog. We're working hard towards a goal. This big, yellow guy is going to grow into something wonderful. Somehow and in some way, this dog will change someone's life. And we're going to get there darn it, even if I have to rubberband this furball's wild tongue to his jaw.

Ugh, just kidding of course. About the rubberband thing. Not the goal. We'll reach our goal, we will. 

Just watch us.

Julie waiting to work her new fan base.
Julie and Micron taking a wee break.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Working for kibble

It's not hard to make Micron a happy dog. He is, by nature, a glass half full kinda guy. He finds most things in life are pretty good (naps, belly rubs, fresh bowl of water) and other events are wonderful (car ride, getting attention from the Starbucks girls), and then he has his ecstasy moments (I gotcher smelly sneaker!). 

But what is true euphoria for a dog? Anyone lucky enough to have a food motivated dog knows. Both these dogs know when mealtime is around here. We keep things on a tight schedule, because honestly, I really like to keep the #2's on schedule too, if you know what I mean. So when 7:00 rolls around, there's some serious restlessness in the household. After the bowl is licked to a shine, Micron will run to the nearest person to give his thanksgiving for the nouvelle cuisine. "Food Lady!" he says, "You've outdone yourself again. That was the best bowl yet!" His tail wags so hard that the tip is touching his sides.

It probably doesn't need mentioning that this dog is really, really easy to train.

But hey, everything comes with a price, doesn't it? This pup has to work for his daily kibble. In addition to his service dog training, he is an ambassador for CCI. We make the occasional public appearances and work at CCI booths to raise awareness of this amazing human services organization. Let's look at a couple of our fall outings.

Aullwood Apple Fest

Micron and Bullet.
They're not exactly manning the booth, 
but dogging the booth doesn't sound right, either.
 One of my very favorite local events, the Apple Fest at Aullwood Audubon Center & Farm. I love being outdoors on a beautiful fall day with the smell of wood smoke in the air. Apple butter is cooking in kettles and apple pie is baking in the dutch ovens over an open fire. Puppy raisers Jerry and Jerri manage the CCI booth at this annual event. This year they brought their 17th pup, Bullet. Seventeenth puppy. These guys are pros in the CCI puppy raising business --my heroes and mentors.

Also working the booth for crowd control was pup in training, Karsen, and COC Fergo, the big sweetie.

Babe magnet, Bullet

We get a lot of traffic at the CCI booth over the two-day fest. Really, it is essentially non-stop. It's a great opportunity to allow the dogs to learn calm greetings and talk to folk about the work that CCI does. We answer questions while the pups work on their fan base.

A firm handshake and good eye contact.
I was especially looking forward to this as it would be Micron's first contact with farm animals. I learned from experience that the goats are not a really great first step as far as livestock goes (sorry, Inga).  A goat will stare a little too long before they go all freak out on you. So we started with just walking around to get exposed to some novel smells.

Hi sheep thing. Nice to smell you.

First we met a gentle, old sheep, which went really well. A sniff, sniff and we moved on. Next was the barn.

Hogs, mini whinnies, an alpaca, and a couple of calves. Nothing we can't handle. It's all good. We can check farm animals off the New Experiences list for CCI.

I just got my head around that sheep thing
and now there's this?

Apple butter a'cookin'.

Aullwood Farm is a good family visit anytime, really. It's an educational farm for kids to learn about livestock and agriculture. For folk within driving distance of the Dayton area, check out the farm and the adjoining nature center and gardens. Always time well spent.

Micron poses in the herb garden

Jungle Jim's Fall Festival

Micron and Julie
We spent a chilly afternoon at the Jungle Jim's International Market. Definitely hoodie weather, but much better than sweating it out on a hot summer day. Micron met up with pups in training Owen and Julie for an afternoon Meet and Greet. Julie is nearly five months old and quite the crowd draw. Owen is 18 months and will be matriculating at the November 12 CCI graduation ceremony in Dublin.

Julie was adorable, Owen was professional and Micron was, well, you can see from the photos. Micron was his usual self.

What is Owen thinking?  Probably don't wanna know.
Julie and her adorable head tilt

I'm one of those unfortunate people who turns into an idiot when a camera is in my hands. All manner of squeaks, clicks and meows come from me in an attempt to get a dog to lift their ears and look at the lens.

I wouldn't do it if I didn't get the occasional reward, such as that puppy head tilt of Julie's. Just look at that adorable mug. She brought back some wonderful memories of Inga as a pup (sniff).

Long time puppy raisers Steve and Bonnie facilitated the CCI booth for this event. Jungle Jim's is an eclectic shopping experience, sorta like an amusement park in a grocery. We decided to try out some shopping after working the CCI booth. It was our first time at the place and we found we needed a map to find our way around the international marketplace. Micron did a wonderful job exploring with us, but we knew it was time to put a cap on things when he dropped onto the floor in England and fell asleep. It was a long afternoon, the poor fella.
It was a bit chilly out.
Julie provides a hand warming service.

Micron Dog and Jungle Dog.
Maybe just me, but I prefer food with less personality.
And self awareness.

Do they ever get to be "dogs"?

Questions we get as puppy raisers from concerned dog lovers. Is it all work for these dogs?  Do they have to wear their capes all the time? Don't they ever get to be "dogs?"

Of course they do, people. We undress these fuzzies, give the Release command and stand back. But you know, it helps to have a visual sometimes. The Gold Rush Champions chapter of CCI put together an excellent video that will relieve some of those working dog worries. Talk about time well spent - if you're a dog lover, you won't be asking for these four minutes back. 

Check out the video at:

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Ten Ten in Penn

Pennsylvania Oct 2010

Autumn is upon us! I do love this time of year; the cool mornings and just the way the air smells. I've never been a big fan of summer.  Being of questionable breeding, I tend to perspire more than the average person and it's, well, just unbecoming.  So while families are taking off on road trips to roast in the unforgiving summer heat, I prefer to hold out until October. Leaf peepin' is my thing.

Yep, it's time to pack up gear into the RV and hit the road. RV you say?  Nice.  Yeah, hold onto that jealous thought just a sec. Speaking of unbecoming, I've christened the thing as The SWRCT. That awkward acronym stands for the "six-wheeled-rolling-cat-turd," excuse my French. It moves when you hit the gas, it stops when you brake. And it holds all our stuff and the dogs. And that's good enough for me and my value system.

We bought this rattle trap a few years ago so we could take our dogs along on our travel adventures. It puts a whole new edge to vacations, having dogs with you. The kid used to be part of all this, but now he's all grown up and everything and off to college. We do miss having him on our road travels. So this trip, there was nothing to do about it, except borrow a friend's dog to take with us. We hooked up with the sweet Fergo, a nine year old CCI COC.

So we're off in the RV to Pennsylvania with three dogs, a fridge full of food and enough dog kibble to feed a sled dog team. Micron was thrilled to have Fergo with us. He would cram a toy in Fergo's face and was all hey fergo be my friend let's play fergo hey fergo where ya going be my friend fergo. But the old man just wanted some quiet time that didn't involve yellow puppies in his face.

They finally reached a compromise of sorts.
Be my friend, Fergo
 As CCI puppy raisers, we look for opportunities to expose the pup to different environments.Socialization is one of the most critical tasks we have. Consider this - someday this dog will go wherever his person will want to go. It really helps if the dog has an attitude of been-there, done-that and can focus on his job, not a new experience.

Cabela's was a good stop for Micron. We walked through the dark tunnel aquarium complete with monstrous catfish looking at him with their hungry little beady eyes, followed by a casual stroll around the taxidermied critters. Micron gave a sniff-sniff into the air and was able to move on. Well done, yellow dog.

Hey, hand me that little stuffed rabbit, will ya?
Off to Hershey for some huge antique car show thingy. Otherwise known as long walks with the dogs and a trip to the outlet mall for me. We set up camp in a field near Hershey Park, which the powers-that-be have cruelly closed for the season. But no matter, we take pictures of it anyway.

No fun for you today

Saying cheese for the food lady.
We don't tow a car for this trip, so gotta hoof it if I want to go anywhere. The more benevolent Hershey powers-that-be have placed an outlet mall about a half mile from where we park the SWRCT.  Micron and I are off to go shopping. We hit the very excellent Times to Remember scrapbook store where Micron is treated like a rock star by the staff.
Where else can you find Hershey Kiss stickers?
After Husband finds some rusty antique car parts, we're off again for a day tour of Lancaster County. We choose a nice little campground for an overnighter. Roamers' Retreat is just outside Bird-in-Hand and is nestled next to some gorgeous farmland. 

The boys loved it.

I love dogs. So I would never say traveling with three dogs would drive you to drink. But we did still drive to get some drink. We stopped at Adams County Winery last year on our road trip to buy rusty car parts, so wanted to make sure we fit time in this year's schedule as well. Micron met the resident winery golden retriever, Rusty, and made a new friend. Well, kind of. Not sure how old Rusty is, but guessing around the same era as Fergo. The whole hey rusty be my friend let's play rusty, went over as well as it had with Fergo. 

They should name a yellow wine after me.

Rusty won't play with me.

Rusty has his own wine named after him, Rusty's Red. How cool is that?  We didn't sample that one, though. We did grab a couple of bottles of Stray Cat Strut, a very nice dry white wine. And a bottle of Scrapple, a rather odd name for a sweetly spiced wine.

This place is great. Friendly staff and affordable prices. And they have a golden retriever to greet you at the door. Pretty cool, I think.

Time to wrap up the trip. Final stop is Gettysburg and an overnighter at the KOA. In our road travels in the SWRCT, I've really come to appreciate KOA's. They're by design very well run; both kid and dog friendly. It's usually a KOA that has the enclosed dog run so they can do their duty off leash. The Gettysburg KOA actually had a Camp K9 with agility equipment and plenty of space to run off some energy. Which the dogs would have done if they could have ever reached their personal goal of sniffing each little rock and pebble in the place.

M-o-o-o-o-m!  Fergo won't let me in the cabin!
Good trip with good dogs. Time to head out for the long drive back home where the boys will continue to leave their mark along the I-70 rest stops. For myself, I'm looking forward to a meal that doesn't have dog hair as a condiment.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

It's not even Halloween yet and you're talking about Christmas?

Did you know that you could subscribe to e-news from Canine Companions for Independence? You can have the latest Super Dog derring-do sent directly to your email. Being a rabid CCI supporter, of course I had signed up for this some time ago. Maybe rabid supporter is a poor choice of words being dog related and all; we'll just say that I feel pretty passionate about CCI's mission.

So I get the latest e-newsletter, an email titled A Pup for All Seasons. Ooh, the 2011 Calendar is out. Gotta order that. And the 2010 Holiday Cards.  I'm all over that one, too.  Let's go shopping! 

And . . . what's this?

I holler over to my office cube mate, "Mary Ann do you have a sec to look at something?"  Of course she does.  I keep chocolate at my desk.  I point a hesitant finger to the laptop screen and say, "I think that's Micron."
I'll admit, I do love CCI, but it's not my only passion. I take hundreds of photos - of anything and everything whether it moves or not. And yeah, I take a lot of shots of the dogs. Would I recognize one of my own photos if I saw it?  Well, you would think so.  But self doubt has hit.  How could it be possible in my humble little world that my shot of Micron is one of three shots selected for the 2010 CCI Holiday Cards? 

Good Lord. It's true. It's Micron at four months old. We got this shot of his adorable mug last February when we had a huge snowfall and let the boys run wild in the backyard.

Here's some other digital memories of that virginal white afternoon.

Little dog in a big snow

Be careful what you chase

Jager heard that snakes can unhinge their jaws
to swallow things bigger than their head.

Shouldn't have licked that flagpole
Frosty nose
Jager?  Where'd ja go buddy?
I'm at a loss for words. Can you imagine? How can I express how this feels? I am thrilled. Excited. Over the moon.

I am honored.

Friday, September 24, 2010

You're how old in dog years?

That's just for lookin' at, big guy.
Well, a big Happy Birthday shout out to the amazing M litter. These nonuplets, Mars, Marco, Marlena, Micron, Miwa, Molina, Madias, Madden, and Meryl, all celebrated their first birthday on September 23.

CCI's M litter is from Blaze, a golden retriever, and Nyrobi, a golden/lab cross. We caught up with some of these pups at seven months old. Now let's take a look at what they're up to as they hit their one year milestone. Here's Madias, Mars, Madden, Marco and Micron's updates.


Puppy Madias
Whenever I come across photos of this fellow I think to myself, what a gorgeous dog. And not just because he's a slobberin' image of Micron.  He is a handsome guy.

Madias is being raised in the northeast by 4-time puppy raiser, MaryAngela. When I asked for some fun facts about Madias, she says that he pretty much lives for snow. Last winter is was nearly impossible to get him inside. He has a "hurry" bell to ring when he needs to go outside to do his business, but if there's snow on the ground, the bell never stops. MaryAngela says she'll have to put a tag on him at turn in that says "must be placed in cool climate area."
 And he loves to "talk". MaryAngela has taught him to say "I love you" which he states excitedly to her family daily. [Blogger's note: I saw a video of this. It is adorable.]

Madias has an obsession with bugs. Whether he's gazing with his nose to the ground at ants scurrying around, or hopping through the yard chasing butterflies, he is always on the look out for some fun little critters to play with -- or eat.

Madias now

Puppy Mars
Mars works part-time at 7News, the ABC affiliate in Denver, and has a DogBlog that he updates weekly at He lives with veteran puppy raisers John and Marianne. Mars is the seventh puppy they've raised. I agree with Marianne when she says puppy raising for CCI is addictive. We can't imagine life without a leash in our hands.

Mars gets lots of extra attention because of his unusual curly black fur. He’s a three-hour grocery store dog. Puppy Raiser Marianne says littermate Madden must be a 4-hour dog. Scroll down to Madden's section and I think you'll see what she means.

For those who may not get the three-hour grocery quip; this refers to going shopping with your pup-in-training and having folk stop you to talk about the rock star walking at your side. Grabbing a gallon of milk is no longer an in & out trip if you've got an additional four legs with you. But this is a good thing, of course. We love the attention it brings to the CCI program. 

Mar's has the golden retriever Velcro personality. He wants to be with a human at all times, physically touching said human if possible. “What do you mean, I’m not a lap dog?” he says in complete bafflement. “OFF!” is his least-favorite command.

Mars feels that being left at home in a crate is a fate worse than death and will howl with sorrow and frustration. He’s the first puppy they've raised that unconditionally hates his crate. Being released from the crate is an occasion of such joy and rapture that the release command is immediately followed by “SIT!” in order to control the hysteria. Sort of.

Mars now

Puppy Madden

Madden is another Northeast Region puppy. He is CCI pup #9 for puppy raisers Regina and Dave who say he's a sweet, loving, gentle soul, the consummate retriever of all things but does not chew, is loved by one and all, loves outside exercise especially hiking the nearby mountains and loves, loves, loves swimming.

But what clearly makes him stand out from his sibs is his unique coat. That fluffy ball of mulit-colored fur has turned into a sleek flowing coated gentleman with just enough silliness to keep it fun. The photo above with the wine bottle was taken the week he arrived and Regina knew he would be the best invitation for the CCI Northeast Region Wine & Noses fundraiser coming this October. Maddens's love of water speaks for itself and he needs to be touching his big bro Doug the dog (COC #5) when napping.
Sharing puppy cooties with Madias
Madden has been mistaken for a Neuffie more times than not. Regina and Dave refer to him as our "horse of a different color" and he is a great ambassador for CCI. 

Madden now



Marco is being raised in CCI's North Central Region by Roxanne. He and Micron are close enough geographically that we can arrange the occasional get-together for the two boys. Roxanne and I have been asked if we think the two dogs remember each other and really, that's hard to guess about dogs. What's obvious though, is that they do feel a link between them and will start a play session with each other before interacting with another dog. Interesting stuff to watch.

A solo game of Marco Polo. Just not the same.
Roxanne mentions that Marco loves to carry things about the house. Socks, shoes, a bottle cap and a skull cap.  Actually the list goes on and tends to include such things as perhaps best left off a blog.

I'm a retriever.
Here's a shot from the earlier in the year. The fellas would be about six months old here. This was at CCI's May Graduation Ceremony using an offsite venue in Columbus. Micron was indeed in a conscious state; he just got a little motion sick from that SpaghettiOs-on-LSD carpet pattern. 
Marco and Micron at the May CCI graduation event

My two boys shared a birthday week. Both good lookin' bachelors; neither eligible. Derek turned a legal 21 this week and has an absolutely adorable girlfriend. And Micron is neutered. Sorry ladies. 

We got a birthday shot of the two of them when we drove up to BGSU treat Derek to lunch last weekend.

My handsome birthday boys
We asked the other puppy raisers for a few interesting facts about their CCI pups at one year old. We're seeing some similarities with this litter; water dogs, retrievers and cuddle bugs. And of course, the cool things that make each one unique.

So let's share some thoughts about the mighty Micron on his first birthday. Like his littermates, he is a people dog. He accepts spending time alone, but is very, very happy when you show up again to let him out of the crate. Also, like Marco he loves to carry things in his mouth. He'll walk up to you with his tail wagging so hard, the tip of it is hitting his rib cage to show you that, Holy Cow! Did you SEE this? I've got your dirty SOCK. Then go off to share the news with someone else.

He is also a remarkably laid back kinda guy. He's comfortable with sleeping in my office during the workday and snoring through meetings. He does look forward to puppy playtime at lunchtime with the other office dogs. 

Looks like somebody spiked the water bowl
 This is all fun stuff, sharing stories about these pups; part of the puppy raising experience. We're new at this thing. Micron is only our second dog for CCI.  But what a family we have.

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