Whiney Crying Wolfhounds

    When i first saw a wolfhound i had visions of the show "Game of Thrones". Those monster dogs inspired fear in the toughest of men. Burning red eyes, steam coming from their mouths, savage teeth designed for rending flesh. This was a dog that could stand up to anything and force it to back down. The dog that makes you feel secure at night knowing it is downstairs guarding the house while you sleep.

    Well that couldn’t be farther from the truth. In the event of a break-in I suspect Luna would meet a stranger at the door and demand a belly rub before she let them proceed. These somewhat large fierce looking dogs are actually big babies in disguise. The greatest danger posed by our Luna is being stepped on and if you are short of stature there is a possibility of being crushed when she affectionately leans on you.

    To compound this extreme friendliness, for the last two weeks Luna has decided to add spontaneous whining to her daily ritual. Any time Luna was not the centre of attention she would quietly start baying, incrementally increasing the volume until a human came and gave her a belly rub or any attention at all. We  became concerned to the point that we called our breeder to make sure that this behaviour was not a sign of some odd wolfhound illness. To our relief we were informed it was likely due to heightened hormone levels from her last heat. Whooo, what a relief. 

    A odd side effect of the whining has been the Luna hunger strike. Luna has decided that eating is optional. We have now tried her on every thing a dog my like (Beef, liver, chicken even her original kibble). Each meal is a struggle to get her to consume enough to keep her healthy. She did seem to like a turkey neck but the second time we gave her one she looked at it like poison. 

   Luckily this weekend we went back to normal, eating, no more whining our regular old Luna is back.

   

Luna's Back

    After a long hiatus I am continuing Luna’s blog. I’m sure that her injury strongly influenced my desire to write (or rather not write). More bad news to go with Luna’s injury was the recent passing of our long time furry friend Pixie. She was with us for almost twelve years and succumbed to old age this summer. Like for most people the loss of a beloved pet was hard on us. Luna was also affected, regularly passing through the living room and checking all of Pixie’s favourite places. 

    At the end of August Luna received a new pack mate in the form of a Yorkshire Terrier named “Littlestar's Molly Dream” or Molly for short. As per wolfhound doctrine Luna has shed her puppy craziness and settled down to a life of quiet solitude. Typical Wolfhound behaviour consists of hanging around wherever the humans are in a totally relaxed manner. Enter twelve week old Molly. There is only one speed for an absolutely fearless Terrier. The Flash would have difficulty keeping up! To date Molly has demonstrated the ability to fly, disappear and seemingly levitate. 

    Luna has stoically accepted the new member of the family. Regardless of harassment, biting, barking and apparent boundless energy Luna remains calm. Every once in a while the inner play comes out in her and humans have to intervene to ensure Molly isn’t accidentally flattened.

    Now with her newly healed foreleg Luna is back on track for show training. On Tuesday evenings she participates at the dog ranch and by all accounts is improving weekly. In April we will put it to the test at the Champlain Dog Club in Petawawa. We finally received Molly’s papers so now she too has started show training. Although everything is completely new to her and she can be distracted by a blowing leaf, she is also showing signs of greatness.

Well thats my update for now more to follow next week.