More Notes from the Inmate Handlers and Their Dogs


Wisdom of my Intelligent Dog

Is not a creature that possesses an intelligent mind and imposes no limitations upon itself, a creation of potential, limited only to the creativeness of imagination?

I taught my dog to sit; his learning ability impressed me.
I taught my dog to lay down; that made me think he was quite smart.
I taught my dog to come when called; highly intelligent, he came to me.

Questions came to mind. Does my dog know he is limited?
If not, then does that make him unlimited?

If he imposes no limits upon himself, then is it not my own limitations that impede the discovery of his full potential?
With my own limitations removed, my dog taught me he was capable of learning, performing, and achieving whatever my imagination was creative enough to teach him.

With a new, unlimited imagination I taught my dog to retrieve my shoes, remote control, phone, and other objects. Inspired enthusiasm took over. I taught him to open and close drawers and doors; to turn light switches on and off; to put trash into trash cans. He has even learned to become quite a showman of entertainment, performing his talent of tricks: like catching a treat off his nose to make it disappear, giving handshakes with his paws, and giving a bow after his performance.

I stand in awe, admiring my ordinary dog with the ongoing discovery of his extraordinary talents.

My humility confesses, it is from the intelligence of my dog that me this truth: only when I make my limited mind unlimited like his, am I capable of discovering the possibilities of my full potential.

How nice to be like my dog and have a mind with no limits imposed upon itself. Only then, can the ordinary like myself, become extraordinary like my dog.

Thank you my furry four legged friend for teaching me such wisdom.

Your Humbled Trainer


ZOMER

A Golden Treasure

With a name like Zomer, my expectations were curiously undecided.  But through time and shared experiences he became an exceptional delight that could only be cherished.

Standing lean in strengthly form to his galloping stride, he is a beauty in motion with reddish golden feathered hair waving in the breeze impressively expressing his glowing vitality.

Desiring deeply to bond and connect by receiving your enthused approval and affectionate caressing, he’ll become your truest and loyal companion bestowing to you all the splendid riches of his divine wealth.

His gentleness of heart is complemented by his disciplined obedience - noble and sound in your presence, stable and tranquil in your absence. Friendly and flamboyant in play, he is refined and loving in all his ways relinquishing precious memorable days.

With accumulated skills and vigor to perform, his talent in action is a worthy display to be admired.  With clever intelligence and zestful competence entwined with a lifetime commitment of devoted service makes him a pleasurable joy to behold.

In his attentive gaze you’ll be drawn into the gleaming richness of his dark brown eyes which lures you into the purity of his soul.  Captivated in this place you are lured into the purity of his soul.  Captivated in this place the truth becomes known.  All expectations are more than exceeded and through shared experiences a timely decision is undeniably revealed.  Sitting before you is a Golden Treasure honorably named ---

ZOMER


A Little Dog Tale

Dear Circle Tail,

I find it my loyal duty to send you this letter of caution.  My trainer and I were out for a walk the other day.  Feeling a little fatigued I decided to paws for a rest.  So, as a tempting stranger approached, dressed in blue with a leather bag slung at his side, I gave him a sway of my golden tail and a flash of my sugar brown eyes which stopped him dead in his tracks – it works every time.

My trainer has little tolerance with this modest but flirtatious behavior of mine, but behind his stern, tough training exterior, he has a softness for being admired when he’s seen with a foxy lady like myself – bless his doggy loving heart.

As the man commented to my trainer on what a wonderful looking dog he had  J, I could sense a timid fear in him as he cautiously reached out to pet me, like he’s had a dog-gone ruff time of it before.

My trainer wasted no time to take advantage of the moment to brag to the curious stranger of my many talented skills like opening and closing doors, opening and shutting desk and cabinet drawers to retrieve different articles, carrying shopping bags to the car and into the house, picking up trash and putting it into the trash can, turning on and off light switches; and how I do commands like sit, lay down and rolling over – I like that one the best -  I get my belly rubbed.

Not fully convinced, the stranger reached in his leather bag and pulled out some letters, and with a touch of arrogance, grunted, “Um, impressive!  But pigs will fly the day a dog mails letters.”  Being a practical gal and not wanting to ruff-le his ego (I have heard about those disgruntled postal workers) I nevertheless have to say I’m not too dog-gone sure about this flying pig thing.  After all, a picture is worth a thousand words!!

I’m not really sure which is worse, a disgruntled postal worker, a flying pig, or a disgruntled postal worker delivering mail on a flying pig.  Either way, “Heads Up!”

Sincerely,

Seren


TO THE KIND GIVER
(CHRISTMAS 2005)

AS I SIT HERE AT MY DESK TO WRITE THIS LETTER OF THANKFUL GRATITUDE FOR THE BAG OF TREATS CODA AND I RECEIVED THIS CHRISTMAS SEASON, CODA (MY GOLDEN RETRIEVER IN TRAINING) COMES TO PAY ME A VISIT BY RESTING HER CHIN ON MY LAP. I REWARDED HER WITH A TASTY SNACK FROM THE BAG OF TREATS. HER SUGAR BROWN EYES GLEAMED WITH PLEASURE AND HER TAIL WHIRLED LIKE A SPINNING WINDMILL OHH! HOW GRAND . . . (THE THOUGHTFUL GIVER- THAT IS).

OVERWHELMED BY CODA'S JOY, I TOO REACHED IN THE BAG TO ENJOY A PIECE OF CANDY. AS MY TASTE BUDS RELISHED IN THE SWEETNESS, I FELT A LONG FORGOTTEN FEELING, THE JOY OF A BOY IN A CANDY STORE WITH MONEY TO SPEND. OHH! HOW WONDERFUL . . . (THE BENEFICENCE OF THIS GIVER - THAT IS).

CODA AND I HAVE TRADIONALIZED THIS SPLENDID MOMENT EACH NIGHT FOR THE LAST WEEK, FESTIVELY FEASTING ON OUR DOGGY TREATS AND CANDY DELIGHTS. CELEBRATING WITH HAPPY SMILES AND JOYOUS HEARTS, SWINGING TAILS AND SLOBBERING KISSES. OHH! SO PLEASING . . . (THE GRACIOUS GIVER - THAT IS).

AS CODA AND I REMINISCE OF OUR PLEASURES PAST, WE HAVE PONDERED AND EVE WONDERED - COULD WE HAVE; COULD IT BE POSSIBLE THAT WE'VE BEEN BLESSED BY THE HEART OF AN ANGEL? OHH! WHAT A MIRACLE . . . (THE LOVING GIVER - THAT IS).

FROM THE THANKFUL PLEASURE OF OUR HEARTS. WE WISH YOU A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS.

CODA AND I



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Dear Circle Tail,

I just wanted to send you a letter just because I can, and I got the picture to prove it.

I also wanted you to know how excited I am to have learned all these new skills I have now. I never would of believed I could be doing all these things. I didn’t know I had so much potential. I didn’t know I would be given so much attention for picking up a silly plastic pop bottle and dropping it in to a trashcan.

The men here are so funny. They break down into some real softies and lavish me with treats just for doing the simplest things. Get a load of this – they actually give me a treat for lying down and rolling over so they can rub my belly. Is that the life or what!?!?!

Well I have to go. It’s time for one of my strenuous training session of sitting and laying down for treats.

Live is so ruff!

Sincerely yours,
Rumba



I received this good-looking yellowish, sandy blonde dog with excitement. I instantly fell in love with her big bright shiny brown eyes and thick soft fur. She stood strong in her muscular stature yet with her friendly calmness she is inviting like a snuggling teddy bear.

With a mature dominance she doesn’t care to play much with her own kind and she demands her respect from them.

She is friendly with people but would rather be with her one human companion for personal one on one time of petting and loving.

She has a calm nature and good self-discipline that has made her a pleasure to work with.

My mission with her, in the short time I was to have her, was to teach her obedience and advanced training to make her become a better dog. In an unexpected surprise, she taught me how to become disciplined, consistent and persistent.

When she didn’t perform like I wanted her to she taught me not to use correction to fear doing wrong, but to use gentle guidance and caring leadership to motivate right performance.

When I would get anxious and wanted her to learn faster, she taught me to be patient and to be real and fair with my expectations.

When I was careless and unclear in my demands and she’d become confused, she taught me how to speak more precisely and how to explain myself more clearly and be more understandable in my commands.

With a cold private heart she taught me to open my arms and to receive her joyful kisses and embrace her love of life.

I set out to teach her how to become a better dog; instead she trained me to become a better person.

I know! It just seems backwards.

I have taught this loving companion nothing compared to what she has taught me.

If you receive this bright-eyed beauty, I pray she will teach you too, as well as she has taught me.

-- A Humbled Trainer