Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Puppy Home Needed

As you may know, my dear friends The Nerds have Akitas, and they've bred a couple of litters out of their female.

Adorable fuzzy pups, little bears. Well, look:


That's Major. Her litter name was picked because two of the females in the litter had face blazes like that, Major has the big one, and Minor (who has a home and a new name already) has the small one. 

The reason Major doesn't have a home yet is because she's a very special case. See, she's got some heart problems. At the moment she's a perfectly normal little pup, but as she grows they may cause more issues. I'll let LabRat explain the technical bits, because she's better at it than I am. 

Point is, this little love needs a very special home, somewhere that can afford the costs for the care she'll need going on. She's most certainly not a hopeless case, at this stage nothing is particularly certain. Chances are she'll have a shorter life than most Akitas, yes. But having met her mother and brother and spent time with them, I can tell you that whoever ends up with this gorgeous little girl will be richer for the experience. 

I would take her in a heartbeat, problems and all, if I had the money to handle the ongoing vet costs. I've commented before that down the road when we're shy a dog or two I would definitely consider an Akita. Yes, they're stubborn, not nearly as praise-driven as most other breeds, and can be a challenge. The line I've known is also very loving, and there's something heart melting about having a head bigger than your own laid on your lap for some love. I would happily give her a home and all the love she needs, if I had the ability. I haven't even met her yet and my Sucker tattoo has been flaring up ever since they first figured out she had a heart murmur, before the cause was even discovered. 

But, I know my limitations. Barring winning the lottery or discovering a long lost rich uncle that died and left me his entire fortune, I just can't do it. Surgery and ongoing cardiologist checkups which would be a long drive on top of the vet costs is just out of my reach at this point.

So, I ask you, dear readers, help LabRat find a home for this beautiful pup. She deserves a forever family who can give her the special place in their hearts that she needs. I know times are tough all over and many of you may not be able to cover vet costs any more than I can, but spread the word, on your blogs, at your work, talk to your dentist! 

The Nerds have already laid out a decent amount of cash to find out what she had going on, and will again if she doesn't find a home before it's time to go back to the puppy cardiologist. If you don't know anyone that could take this wonderful baby, but still want to help, I'll pass on any donations dropped in my tip jar, since they don't have their own. Just put "For Major" in the note or email me letting me know and I'll make sure it gets to them. 

She's gonna light up somebody's life, people. Let's help her find that somebody!

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Recovery

Still puttering on writing here and there but at the moment it's post-gathering cleanup and recovery.

Much fun, joy, and good food was had, lots of money turned to smoke and noise, new friends made, old friends cherished, sleep schedules properly disrupted.

I'm never this exhausted when we go visit elsewhere but I'm always happy to see people show up.

Thank you to everyone who came, we miss you all already but it is kinda nice to be able to sit around the house in my pj's of a morning again....

Friday, October 4, 2013

An Old Book Finally Finished

Finally finished, and edited, and edited. And I've finally worked up the nerve to let it go to the public.

Jane is available. Since I had the serialized chapters on here via text file, I decided to go with the same delivery method.

Five bucks in the paypal gets you the whole thing, at long, long last... for anyone who hasn't given up on it. 

A New Book In The Works

It'll be titled "Memoirs of a Sucker" and it'll explain, possibly even to myself, why I continue to open myself up to heartbreak and misery.

Honestly at this point it would be pretty fair to have a compulsive disorder named after me.

Neither of the recent rescues made it. I think I'm just... done for a while.

Friday, September 27, 2013

The Sucker Tattoo Has Got To Go

Seriously. 

This morning FarmDog started barking like a bird had landed on her head and was trying to ride her into battle. When I poked my head out the door to tell her to shut up, she looked at me, wagged all over, barked at the ground near a corner of the yard, and looked back at me and wagged again.

Clearly, Timmy was down the well again. 

So I went over to see what on earth she was going on about. And saw a pair of kittens.

So I go outside the yard to get a better look at them and see how likely it is that their mother will be coming back by to pick them up later (usually very likely,) and realized that they clearly had eye infections.

Being dry and dusty here it's pretty common for feral kittens to come up with minor eye infections, they generally get over them and all is well. The problem with these two was that their eyes were goobered shut.

And they were skinny.

Also my dog was whining and reaching a paw through the fence to paw near one of them as if to say "They're right there. They're babies. Alone. Damnit do something!" 

Anyway. Babies. Needed help. Need I elaborate on what happened?

It took me ten minutes to get one of em's eyes cleaned up enough to open, and it demonstrated the bad side of eye infections in feral kittens. 

See, usually the momma cat cleans their faces so the eyes don't get stuck shut. If they do, though, all that infection has nowhere to go, and builds up behind the eyelids. So when you do start getting things cleaned up a bit, you get... ooze. In a best case scenario. In a worst case scenario there's a good amount of pressure built up and there's squirting. 

We'll see how they do. One of them is a little worrying, but I'm not going to make a bet either way yet. I'll do everything I can and see what happens.

But something really needs to be done about the sucker tattoo on my forehead if the dog is reading it now...

Thursday, September 19, 2013

Black and Silver? Salt and pepper? Wha?

People seem to get confused by the terms we use for our pups when I put up pictures. I can't blame them because the coloration terms make no sense at all unless you know how Schnauzer genetics work. Since I don't have any real content lately (I could bitch about the fact that our living room is a useless waste of space the way it's laid out and is entirely too easy to pile crap in all year because it doesn't get used except for my gaming corner and then September rolls around and it's "holy crap we have to clean the living room out" because company is coming but that's just boring) I decided to do a brief show and tell.

Meet the salt and pepper female. (I'm not naming her, I'm more attached to her than I should be already, she had a name but it was sort of dependent on Micro to make sense, and now it's just kind of depressing to use it soooo salt and pepper female)


She's a cutie, isn't she? I think she's going to wind up being a pretty close younger female version of her daddy, Fuzzy Pup. She's stout like he is and while it's still early days yet on coats I'm betting she's going to lean more towards his curly ultra soft coat than her mom's more wiry coat. Anyway, this morning we played for a while and then she obligingly fell asleep on my lap after giving up on dismembering me one digit at a time.

You can see in the above photo that she's clearly tan and black. Maybe the light markings on her face could be construed as "cream" rather than "tan" but she's definitely not anything you'd call salt and pepper, right? So is this just one of those weird-ass nonsense terms that people use for colors, like "blue roan" when clearly the horse is not actually blue? 

Nope. The reason this little brownish puppy color is called salt and pepper is because of a gene that schnauzers have. This gene causes the brown and tan pigments in the coat to "grey out" or some call it "bleaching out" but I don't like that term because it suggests we're throwing the puppies in the washing machine or something equally awful.

This greying out process starts when they're born, pretty much. Some pups grey faster than others. One of the black and silver males is already just barely cream on his markings, while his brother of the same coat coloration is still fairly tan. So let's take a look at the process in action, so to speak.

Here she is, natural lie to the coat. That really dark streak along her back will probably stay pretty black, or at least be a deep dove grey. Or maybe both. The hairs over her shoulders are banded (the bottoms are black, but the tips are tan) which means that'll probably grey out some, but behind her shoulders and down onto her butt there's no banding and she's blue-skinned there. (If you naired a black and white dog you'd see skin that matches their markings... the black areas would have a skin color that actually does kind of look blue.)

(I hope I don't need to say this but just in case: don't actually nair dogs... beyond just being rude imagine the feeling of nairing your fun bits all over your body.)

Anywho. Puppy:


So. How in the world can this puppy turn grey? Well there's a couple of things that do it, functionally. One is that as the hair grows the greying gene works on it, even if the tips don't fade all that much. Lookie here:


Especially on that left side you can see a really distinct shift. Have another one from a different spot, just to be thorough:


So the tips of the hair will fade out, the new hair growing in will grey more quickly than the hair that's already grown, and depending on the pup, sooner or later you'll get a dog with no brown left, just grey, white, and black. If the process is slow enough (as it may be in this little girl but only time will tell) it's possible that the grey won't show at all until she gets her puppy clip. Basically that's just a quick trim with the clippers, usually just before they go to their new homes, in a general approximation of a schnauzer cut. This does a couple things, first off it makes em look good for their new people, which is always a plus, but more importantly it makes their first experience with a set of clippers happen in an environment where they're comfortable, with people they know.

If a pup greys out slowly enough, it's possible that after their puppy clip, you wind up with a really weird looking pup, showing grey everywhere it was clipped and the tan everywhere they will eventually have "furniture." (That's the completely ridiculous and arbitrary term for the beard, eyebrows, and long hair left down the sides and on the legs of a schnauzer.)

That's where the second process I talked about earlier kicks in. Because eventually, the pup grows it's adult coat and loses the puppy coat. And the greying gene works on any new hairs grown from the get-go, instead of coming late to the game like it does when the pups are developing in the womb. So the new hairs will grow in already grey.

Another neat factoid about this gene is that while the new hairs grow in already grey that doesn't necessarily mean the gene shuts off. Fuzzy Pup is a beautiful deep velvety grey on his back when he's clipped. But let him grow out for a few weeks (or months, man I gotta get him clipped he looks more like a sheepdog than a schnauzer) and that deep lovely grey will fade to an equally lovely light grey, and eventually a silvery color on the ends.

Fuzzy Pup's dad has the same trait, where his coat will silver out if you let it grow long enough. The neat part about that is that Fuzzy Pup's dad is black.

There are other animals with color-change genes, too. Certain wild canids grow a different coat color for winter and summer, I've had a horse that I don't know what gene was responsible but she'd shed out a different coat color every spring. And the beautimous white Lipizzaner breed of horse, famous for all of those heart-stopping airs above the ground? They're born brown or black.

It's true though that few genomes are as flexible as the canine. The dog has gone from wolf to shi-tzu in a remarkably short amount of time, evolutionarily speaking. Look at the breeds that have been developed and reached the goal of the human mastermind behind it in a lifetime. Or even over a hundred years.

Dog: the longest running genetics experiment in history, and it's still going on.

Thursday, September 12, 2013

Super Special Announcement!

I hinted at this on my personal Facebook earlier and a couple of people have been bugging me since. Of course, I had to wait until it was live.

The Farm Fam has now officially released our first cookbook: Granny Goodcookies

It's available on Amazon now, and contains 21 of our absolute favorite family desert recipes.

I don't think we did too bad for Farmmom and I's first collaborative effort, myself. It's very different writing prose and putting together a cook book so it has been a learning experience. Especially since this is a project we started a while back, then lost time for, and recently picked back up and finished.

Farmmom plans to put together more recipes, entrees and breads and... well, anything we've got, which includes the kinds of recipes that are most useful these days: those that make a meal from minimal ingredients.

That's the future though, and Granny Goodcookies is our test, to see if people actually want our recipes.

Go check it out and let us know what you think!