Today Vancouver had its quarterly meetup at Spanish Banks. This is one of the reasons why I really wanted a Vizsla -the community is exceptional and everyone that owns one of these beautiful dogs is so proud and happy to meet others. It’s a rare time for the dogs to run together, and for the owners to swap stories and check up on how each other are doing. There were lots of tips I’ve picked up (mainly don’t stop the training!!) and we’ve had so many comments on how good Whiskey’s temperament has been and also how she’s a very fearless, yet mellow (mellow for a Vizsla is using a different yardstick). She had tons of fun running around, playing, and learning Vizsla etiquette. Other times she would just sit and watch the action or say hello to the humans.
There were Vizslas from all over North America (even one from Hungary) of all ages and sizes. All looked super happy to be frolicking with other speed demons although some were not so happy to share toys. I’m pretty happy how Whiskey doesn’t stray far from us and usually comes when we call, even in the middle of playing with other dogs. She’s also getting over her fear of water but since it was low tide we didn’t have a chance to swim.
Towards the end of the two hour playtime, when we headed back to the car, she did the strangest thing: she sat down in the middle of walking! We’ve never had this happen before. I guess she was hot and tired from all the play. Success!
Oh boy oh boy!
I already can’t wait for next time.
Whiskey tries to figure this 2 dog one stick thing
having a conversation through barks
I took more pictures of dogs than owners
There weren’t too many sugar faced Vizslas out today
Low tide makes for a playground. The Vs are spread thin
I’m always searching for more ways to keep my little one out of trouble. She has a super short attention span for games like fetch or simple training exercises but still has loads of energy to burn off. I wish we could spend all day in the park, but alas…not possible! If there was only an “off” button to these little zoomies!
So other than long walks outside, I’ve been looking for things to get her tired inside. We’ve trained lots of commands but can only do about 5 mins at a time. A couple weeks ago I looked up sniff training online and decided to try. With a smelly treat (lamb lung), I first let her sniff the snack, then used a hand towel and hid it under the edge of the towel while encouraging her to “find it”. She started sniffing! Yey! I had to help her locate it the first couple times and at the end she could find it herself.
In the beginning you’re just supposed to encourage any sniffing and help them to the treat after a couple seconds while slowly increasing the time and difficulty. I’m not sure how much more tired she is, but it can’t hurt! Over the past week she’s been able to “search” for longer periods of time before wandering away and giving up. Sometimes she just loses concentration and I have to tell her to “find it” again. Overall though she loves the game and will “work” (sit, lie down) to even play.
When they become an expert, you can start hiding treats in a variety of easy-to reach places and then switch to hiding toys too. I like smelly treats to start with, or large toys. Right now I also let her watch me hide it so she knows in which area to search for. Sometimes instead of fetch, we play the “go find it” with the toy game. It keeps her energy levels lower and her brain working.
at first just hide it on the edge of the towel
over time, bring it closer to the middle and see if they can lift the towel
learning how to get “into” the towel to find the treat
Boy oh boy! At first I wasn’t so sure about camping but I knew that if it worked out, Whiskey would be the happiest little Vizsla. We had a couple hurdles to overcome but leapt over each and everyone of them:
So we were supposed to start our trip at noon, but our driver was having her car fixed and it seemed like they took extra long with something. Finally, we ended up leaving the city at 5:30 during rush hour, a bit behind schedule. I was worried about Whiskey’s car sickness but she seemed fine after two walks, ginger gravol (the all natural one), and only a small lunch. We made a stop in Whistler where she was happily running up and down the lift area, then headed off to the camp site at Fountain Lake.
Once past Pemberton, there was a steady climb on the highway and that was where we started having car troubles. The car was losing traction, smelling bad, and smoking underneath the body. Over the next couple hours it got worse and worse. Finally, we were almost at the camp site, past the last town, Lillooet. At this point we were barely making it up inclines, and this was where the car just gave up. It was midnight when we lost all traction and the car rolled back down the incline with absolutely no power. After contemplating walking the rest of the way to the site, we realized we weren’t sure how close we were to the campsite (no cell reception), we had a puppy with us, and there were bears here. We were able to roll (and push) the car back to the Xaxli’p Native community so we weren’t in complete wilderness, then set up tent by the side of the road and went to sleep.
Five minutes later we were woken up by a concerned resident who was walking home. He insisted we camp on his property for safety reasons (camping by the side of the road wasn’t very safe) and also for protection against bears. Apparently a woman had been attacked not too long ago! The whole time, Whiskey had been quiet and took everything in-stride but this property had two large dogs and she wasn’t quite comfortable with these outside our tent. While we were sleeping, any noise outside would evict a growl from her, which we had never heard her do. She was on constant alert the whole night guarding us!
The next morning we found another helpful Native man that was kind enough to take us and our gear to the campsite where we finally hooked up with the rest of our group. After that, we had a wonderful trip. Within the first hour, we saw a mother bear and her 3 cubs pass really close (we kept Whiskey on a leash) and took a dip in the lake. When the bears weren’t close-by we let her go off leash and wander around, chewing on sticks, stalking ants, frogs and dragonflies, meeting horses, and (trying to) beg food from our friends. She had two other doggy friends on the campgrounds and they had loads of fun running around.
a family of bears
We had no problems sleeping together in the tent. It was a bit chilly at night and Whiskey would snuggle inside our sleeping bags, making her way down to the bottom section and sleep at our toes. I have no idea how she managed to breathe but she seemed quite happy and warm there. She also experienced her first thunderstorm (napped through it), developed an obsession for steak (medium rare please), and managed to jump high enough to catch half a raw chicken from an unsuspecting victim. Other activities included cleaning up some unguarded plates and rearranging firewood, shoes and socks to her liking. Fun times! We even got her swimming a little, fetching sticks from the water, and floating on rafts.
retrieving sticks in shallow water
All things considered, I can’t wait to go camping again with her. It’s amazing to see her so happy off leash, running, swimming, fetching, discovering, and just being a happy puppy. Of course, as soon as we came home to unpack, we turned our heads, and there she was peeing on her bowser bed.
whiskey had no problem with a tent as a home
Fountain Lake
sometimes she’d go in, then remember she didn’t like water
We are famous!! On a hike to Deep Cove a couple weeks ago we met a nice man who took a couple shots of Whiskey as she was romping around. We finally made it on his website 🙂
