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Well, you have all had a chance to meet BOD. She is our 2 1/2 year old female Rottweiler. We got her when she was only 12 weeks old and she usually only socializes with family. Although she’s open to new people and playmates she doesn’t get the opportunity very often. She has a good life when we’re at our city house in Seattle, she lives inside for the most part. With a giant inside dog we feel fairly well protected… Not to mention the, oh wait – OPSEC…
BOD has recently began to show the encouraging signs of maturity. As I said she’s inside most of the time but not much gets past her when she out. We have a family of raccoons that stop by to tease her and she will even go after birds that enter her yard. She is also a thoughtful dog, if that’s possible? No, forget what your thinking, she did not remember my birthday or anniversary for that matter. She does seem to study things and hasn’t lost her youthful inquisitiveness. I like these qualities about her but she can be a little much now that she weighs more than a hundred pounds!
It is these very qualities that bring us to the story I was about to tell. It was a fine weekend at the BOL, they are all fine when you’re at the BOL. I mention this just for clarification, I realize not everyone has a BOL yet. Oh yeah, this happened last spring, also for clarification. Like I was saying, we had spent the day working on projects and it was just before sundown when this event occurred.
Let me back up and give you another piece of background information! BOD LOVES going to the BOL, this means she gets a lot more freedom! If you asked her where her favorite place on earth is, she’ll tell ya – the BOL, hands down! Now I know why I like BOD so much, we have the same favorite place! Actually, now I remember why I like Mrs. Prepper so much, same reason, go figure? The coincidences never cease?
BOD lives outside at the BOL and we try to keep her off her chain as much as possible. Sounds like a bad redneck cliche, a Rottweiler on a chain in the front yard? As long as someone is outside with her she can roam quite a ways before we miss her and call her to come check in… She has improved in this area lately as well. We have it down to a science, she comes back close enough for me to see her and then I tell her to go play and she’s off again. It was this exact scenario that we found ourselves in this particular evening…
I was getting all the tools and what have ya wrapped up and put back in the container for the night, when I realized I hadn’t seen BOD for quite a while? If we wait to long to call her she can get out of ear shot and we have to go looking… I called her a couple times and no BOD? I stopped at the back door to let Mrs. Prepper know I was going out to find the _ _mn dog.
I was heading to where the Quads were out near the container, muttering something choice I’m sure… When I hear something in the bushes not far off in the same direction I was walking. I stop and call the dog again, nothing, but I can still hear the noise? I head over to the edge of the cleared area closest to where I think its coming from. I can see a dark shape bobbing around down in the trees. There she is, what in the heck is she doing? I start yelling at her to get up here but she only stops briefly and then continues whatever game she’s playing? I’m pretty confused by this time and head in to get this dog straightened out, like right now!
As I get closer she continues to stop periodically and look up at me before resuming her pursuit. I get almost to her when she raises her head a final time and I see she has something black in her mouth. What the?? I initially thought it was a skunk but it seemed to small? I’m yelling at her to come when I notice that whatever she has in her mouth is bleeding… Great! I immediately think – RABIES…
About at this moment she tosses her head throwing whatever it is off into the bushes. I’m still confused and my brain hasn’t caught up with what my eyes are seeing. Now she decides to obey, and is coming my direction. Something wasn’t right but I still couldn’t see her clearly enough to know? As she got to me I see she’s frothing at the mouth, very spooky! She then drops her face to the ground and starts plowing her mouth along, now I see it, she has a mouth full of short quills. Son of a, she’d been chewing on a baby porcupine…
I grab her and drag her up toward the container, which as you know is my storage shed, workshop, garage and well house all in one… Hows that for a multipurpose prep? Right as we get back to the cleared area of the property, the sky opens and starts to down pour. Now remember, I’m from Seattle and I know rain! This ain’t rain its something else entirely, like some sort of sick test to see how much stimulus and distraction I can take a one time? I’m serious this is the worst rain storm I have ever personally seen. Oh, by the way, did I mention my good buddy had just been chewing on a porcupine? Talk about terrible timing!
I click the dogs chain on her and run for the house… Meanwhile the dog is going absolutely balistic trying to get these things out of her mouth! I get to the back door and I’m beside myself as I try to explain what the heck is goin on to my very concerned family.
After doing my best to explain what I had just seen to Mrs. Prepper, I went back out to attempt an intervention in my dogs pain. Wait, I also quickly called the neighbor that has been very willing to help me get my footing out there in the sticks. He had explained what he knew about removing the offensive quills. Which was to cut the very tips off the quills as this will allow you to pull them out with pliers… Sounds good, lets give it a try…
The rain never let up as my daughter and I tried to hold this monster writhing animal down while cutting the tips off the quills and pulling on them all at the same time. BOD had succeeded in getting quills in her tongue, the roof of her mouth, inside her lips and on both front paws. Now the paws I might have had a chance of handling but inside her hyper salivating mouth while she won’t hold still, with pliers and side cutters? Wasn’t gonna happen!
Mrs Prepper had called the town vet and left a message on their, after hours on the weekend, emergency – this is gonna cost ya line. We get a call back fairly quickly, which was very appreciated! They explained that they would need us to bring her in as soon as possible. So we wrestle the dog into her travel crate and we’re off.
A couple hours and a strong sedative later the dog was fine… I was able to go back with the vet to watch the procedure, me thinking that this might be good information to have now that I’m a redneck in training. I quickly had the delusions of my performing the next procedure myself shattered. They had to knock BOD completely out to get inside her mouth for those things. Our new vet was very nice and answered all my questions readily. I’m asking all the questions I can, all the time thinking that I must look like some dumb city boy that had to have the vet come to his rescue.
I asked if there was something I could have done to handle this myself? The vet kept from laughing at me and explained that they see 6-7 of these cases a week. What? Seriously its that common and there wasn’t anything I could do without drugging the animal. Now, I know some tough guy knows some sort a secret way but apparently its the standard practice to have the vet do it for ya… I was relieved to know it wasn’t my shortcomings in country culture!
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The vet also explained that dogs will react to the experience in one of two ways. Either they have learned their lesson or they haven’t, profound! Seriously, some dogs figure it out and others decide its a game and get to visit the vet from time to time. I’m really hoping my thoughtful friend has figured it out!
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BODs serious side
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That’s right we’re officially introducing the BOD, bug out dog… Whenever you see me reference the BOD, this is who I mean. I reiterate that NO the dogs name isn’t BOD or “Bug Out Dog”, this is only her occupation. She is still in training for this position but since I do practice nepotism, she’s a shew in for the spot. Every so often I see the subject come up on the forums about which specific dog is the best for the role of security, etc. Well, we went with the looks mean but isn’t category! BOD is purebred Rottweiler, not that this is important at all and might even be a downside to many families as this usually just means, PUPPY COSTS MORE… We aren’t real big Dog lovers like I know many in our crowd are but we wanted a family dog and as far as I was concerned she had to be an asset for if TSHTF. I do think that this breed fills the bill for deterrent value. Deep Bark, Dark Eyes and a Muscular Build. She gave us little trouble in the house training stage butis VERY strong willed. Willfulness is one of my many fine qualities as well, so you know how this has gone over. Overall she is a great dog, even obedient, if its her idea! Our extended family also have Rotts and so we had a bit of exposure to the breed prior to making our selection. I had some preconceived notions about Rottweilers from watching the Chevy Chase “Vacation” movies. However, they’re mostly unfounded in my opinion. I thought she’d be a “Drooler” and have other poor social habits, as exhibited in the films? No poor social habits as of yet and she seems to only drool excessively after she has been exerting herself chasing something. We haven’t had the opportunity to test her out for excessive protectiveness as we don’t normally find that an issue in our lifestyle but part of me hopes we get to see what she’s made of. Not that I would want to see someone get hurt but it would be nice to know for sure she’ll perform under pressure. She does go a little ape when me and Mrs. Prepper play rough. She gets real confused as to who she’s suppose to be protecting though? At nearly 3 years old now we’re starting to see the puppy side of her subside and she seems to be a little more mature. We were warned that it usually takes this long for her to be full grown and start settling down. Well that’s about covers it with the BOD introduction. There are a few adventures that we’ve had with her but I’ll save those stories for a future post. In conclusion, I highly recommend the breed for all the folks that think like us. If you have the time to spend working with your dog, I think the willfulness issue could be brought under control. Overall a very loving family member with more than adequate skill sets to help in a bad situation! Until Tomorrow…
Prepper
BOD vs. Porcupine
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Well, you have all had a chance to meet BOD. She is our 2 1/2 year old female Rottweiler. We got her when she was only 12 weeks old and she usually only socializes with family. Although she’s open to new people and playmates she doesn’t get the opportunity very often. She has a good life when we’re at our city house in Seattle, she lives inside for the most part. With a giant inside dog we feel fairly well protected… Not to mention the, oh wait – OPSEC…
BOD has recently began to show the encouraging signs of maturity. As I said she’s inside most of the time but not much gets past her when she out. We have a family of raccoons that stop by to tease her and she will even go after birds that enter her yard. She is also a thoughtful dog, if that’s possible? No, forget what your thinking, she did not remember my birthday or anniversary for that matter. She does seem to study things and hasn’t lost her youthful inquisitiveness. I like these qualities about her but she can be a little much now that she weighs more than a hundred pounds!
It is these very qualities that bring us to the story I was about to tell. It was a fine weekend at the BOL, they are all fine when you’re at the BOL. I mention this just for clarification, I realize not everyone has a BOL yet. Oh yeah, this happened last spring, also for clarification. Like I was saying, we had spent the day working on projects and it was just before sundown when this event occurred.
Let me back up and give you another piece of background information! BOD LOVES going to the BOL, this means she gets a lot more freedom! If you asked her where her favorite place on earth is, she’ll tell ya – the BOL, hands down! Now I know why I like BOD so much, we have the same favorite place! Actually, now I remember why I like Mrs. Prepper so much, same reason, go figure? The coincidences never cease?
BOD lives outside at the BOL and we try to keep her off her chain as much as possible. Sounds like a bad redneck cliche, a Rottweiler on a chain in the front yard? As long as someone is outside with her she can roam quite a ways before we miss her and call her to come check in… She has improved in this area lately as well. We have it down to a science, she comes back close enough for me to see her and then I tell her to go play and she’s off again. It was this exact scenario that we found ourselves in this particular evening…
I was getting all the tools and what have ya wrapped up and put back in the container for the night, when I realized I hadn’t seen BOD for quite a while? If we wait to long to call her she can get out of ear shot and we have to go looking… I called her a couple times and no BOD? I stopped at the back door to let Mrs. Prepper know I was going out to find the _ _mn dog.
I was heading to where the Quads were out near the container, muttering something choice I’m sure… When I hear something in the bushes not far off in the same direction I was walking. I stop and call the dog again, nothing, but I can still hear the noise? I head over to the edge of the cleared area closest to where I think its coming from. I can see a dark shape bobbing around down in the trees. There she is, what in the heck is she doing? I start yelling at her to get up here but she only stops briefly and then continues whatever game she’s playing? I’m pretty confused by this time and head in to get this dog straightened out, like right now!
As I get closer she continues to stop periodically and look up at me before resuming her pursuit. I get almost to her when she raises her head a final time and I see she has something black in her mouth. What the?? I initially thought it was a skunk but it seemed to small? I’m yelling at her to come when I notice that whatever she has in her mouth is bleeding… Great! I immediately think – RABIES…
About at this moment she tosses her head throwing whatever it is off into the bushes. I’m still confused and my brain hasn’t caught up with what my eyes are seeing. Now she decides to obey, and is coming my direction. Something wasn’t right but I still couldn’t see her clearly enough to know? As she got to me I see she’s frothing at the mouth, very spooky! She then drops her face to the ground and starts plowing her mouth along, now I see it, she has a mouth full of short quills. Son of a, she’d been chewing on a baby porcupine…
I grab her and drag her up toward the container, which as you know is my storage shed, workshop, garage and well house all in one… Hows that for a multipurpose prep? Right as we get back to the cleared area of the property, the sky opens and starts to down pour. Now remember, I’m from Seattle and I know rain! This ain’t rain its something else entirely, like some sort of sick test to see how much stimulus and distraction I can take a one time? I’m serious this is the worst rain storm I have ever personally seen. Oh, by the way, did I mention my good buddy had just been chewing on a porcupine? Talk about terrible timing!
I click the dogs chain on her and run for the house… Meanwhile the dog is going absolutely balistic trying to get these things out of her mouth! I get to the back door and I’m beside myself as I try to explain what the heck is goin on to my very concerned family.
After doing my best to explain what I had just seen to Mrs. Prepper, I went back out to attempt an intervention in my dogs pain. Wait, I also quickly called the neighbor that has been very willing to help me get my footing out there in the sticks. He had explained what he knew about removing the offensive quills. Which was to cut the very tips off the quills as this will allow you to pull them out with pliers… Sounds good, lets give it a try…
The rain never let up as my daughter and I tried to hold this monster writhing animal down while cutting the tips off the quills and pulling on them all at the same time. BOD had succeeded in getting quills in her tongue, the roof of her mouth, inside her lips and on both front paws. Now the paws I might have had a chance of handling but inside her hyper salivating mouth while she won’t hold still, with pliers and side cutters? Wasn’t gonna happen!
Mrs Prepper had called the town vet and left a message on their, after hours on the weekend, emergency – this is gonna cost ya line. We get a call back fairly quickly, which was very appreciated! They explained that they would need us to bring her in as soon as possible. So we wrestle the dog into her travel crate and we’re off.
A couple hours and a strong sedative later the dog was fine… I was able to go back with the vet to watch the procedure, me thinking that this might be good information to have now that I’m a redneck in training. I quickly had the delusions of my performing the next procedure myself shattered. They had to knock BOD completely out to get inside her mouth for those things. Our new vet was very nice and answered all my questions readily. I’m asking all the questions I can, all the time thinking that I must look like some dumb city boy that had to have the vet come to his rescue.
I asked if there was something I could have done to handle this myself? The vet kept from laughing at me and explained that they see 6-7 of these cases a week. What? Seriously its that common and there wasn’t anything I could do without drugging the animal. Now, I know some tough guy knows some sort a secret way but apparently its the standard practice to have the vet do it for ya… I was relieved to know it wasn’t my shortcomings in country culture!
Porcupine - 1
The vet also explained that dogs will react to the experience in one of two ways. Either they have learned their lesson or they haven’t, profound! Seriously, some dogs figure it out and others decide its a game and get to visit the vet from time to time. I’m really hoping my thoughtful friend has figured it out!
Prepper
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