Talking about the service dog,

tongue rollover at Hopeful Parents today.

I won’t lie, I’m hoping everyone over there at HP will get a service dog for their child(ren). I’ve been sending Carrie e-mail pics of dogs for close to a year now, trying to convince her to get over her dislike of dogs, and aquire one for her son Rojo. I’m manipulative that way. I’m learning to accept this about myself. Heck, if I had my way, I’d ask all of you to send Carrie pictures of cute dogs:

carrie wilson link @ comcast.net

Yes indeedy. Self-acceptance is the key. After all, no one is perfect.

P.S. Can you roll your tongue like Jingle? Some people can’t. It’s genetic. I myself have been blessed with tongue rolling ability. It’s one of my gifts.

Cute Dog Pictures

PIMG0025Some pictures from 4 Paws today. These puppies are in a kennel, right in the same room we do our training. They are so stinking cute I can’t stand it!  They play wild, wild, wild, and then they all plop down at once and fall asleep. Love the tongue on the blondie.  

 

 Zzzzz…………..

sleepy pups

 Huh? Huh? What?

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This here is Monty. He’s in our class. Isn’t he beautiful? He’s being trained as a seizure alert dog, and he’s a little depressed. It isn’t that he doesn’t like his new family, but apparently German Shepherds are very loyal dogs. He misses his peeps. Jeremy the trainer says it will take him a little while to adjust.

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This is Clarabel. She’s also a seizure alert dog. The little white triangle on her matt is a piece of doggy birthday cake in her honor. Her new mom shared it with the group. All the other dogs gulped it down, but Clarabel is watching her girlish figure. She couldn’t possibly partake.

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And here is our Jingle. Jingle did some amazing work today. Read all about it on the service dog page.

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Map of a Character

seth character map

At school last week, Riley had to do a “character map” and of course she picked her favorite person, Seth, to focus on. I don’t know if you can read the above so I will type it out for you: Seth is hungry, playful, funny and crazy.

Evidence he is hungry:

1) he tells us he is hungry

2) wants to eat more

3) eats different things

Evidence he is playful:

1) plays with me

2) fun to play with

Evidence he’s funny:

1) does funny things when we’re eating

2)tells me funny stuff

3) draws funny things

Evidence he is crazy:

1) draws weird pictures of me

2) plays weird stuff with me that I don’t want to play

So the evidence is in. Seth is a hungry, playful, funny, crazy kid.

Spot on Riley. You are spot on.

There you have it, and she oughta know.

Off We Go!

ready to go!After almost a year of waiting we leave tomorrow to meet  Riley’s service dog. The bags are packed. The groceries are bought, the cat/house sitter arrives in the morning(poor cats, they’ve never met a dog in their lives)!

I honestly have very little idea what to expect at 4 Paws. I do know the dog sees its family as a pack. I like the concept.

Pack O’Neil, reporting for duty.

I’ll be blogging about the experience on the service dog page (up and to the right). Thank you to everyone who has supported us on the way to Jingle.   

Much love,

Pack O’Neil

Segment Intending

There is a process in the book Ask and it is Given called Segment Intending. Basically it consists of breaking your day up into segments and setting intentions as you go about your business.

Getting in the shower is a segment. Drying off and stepping into the bedroom to get dressed is a segment. Herding the children through getting dressed/hair brushing/face washing is a segment.

It takes practice. I look forward to the day I will go more than an hour or two remembering to segment intend.

Homework is often a landmine in our house. Riley’s anxiety runs high, and she’s already tired. This evening, I remembered to set my intention as we transitioned into the homework segment.

I am going to be happy, no matter what.

Without even thinking, I said, “If you two get through homework, with no fussing, I will do a crazy chicken dance for you.”

They flew to their respective stations. His in the dining room, hers in the kitchen.

As they got to work, I said from the other room, “I sure hope at least one of you fusses, because I do not want to do a crazy chicken dance! That would be so embarrassing.”

They dug in, with delighted expressions on their faces.

At one point, Riley started to ramp up.

“Riley? Are you about to fuss? I sure hope so!”

She ramped it back down.

We went over Seth’s spelling words and I begged him to fuss just a little. He would not.

Next we reviewed for Riley’s science test.

“One little fuss? Please?”

She wasn’t budging.

When they finished everything, I did my dance.

The craziest chicken dance you can imagine, and then something really embarrassing happened.

I laid an egg.

You see, as they were finishing up, I actually took an egg out of the fridge, and put it in the back of my undies. I danced ’til it fell out the bottom of my shorts, dropping on the kitchen floor and cracking.

The crowd went wild.

intended to be happy.

We had a wonderful evening.

Amen.

*No chickens were harmed in the writing of this blog post.