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A Good Dog Story

Tuesday, August 25th, 2009

I love a good dog story. Hey, I love dogs. What an amazing creature to have as a friend. And service dogs? What could be more benevolent than a seeing-eye dog, or more heroic than a rescue dog, laying it on the line. So, when I came across a good dog story the other day, I wanted to pass it on.

Front page of our local neighborhood newspaper, The Montclarion: FOUR-FOOTED MEDICAL ASSISTANT by Casey Hollis. I’d rather call it DOGGIE DIAGNOSTICIAN, or PUPPY PRACTITIONER, or FIDO PHYSICIAN. Sufferin’ succotash, somebody stop me. But I digress. Or I regress. Anyway…

You may have heard of experiments where dogs can be trained to recognize the scent of a certain cancer. But Colton, a 3-year old Golden Retriever-Lab mix, is no experiment. He’s a “medical alert assistance dog” who brings security and peace of mind to a family, and that famous canine best friendship to his young ward. Here’s the rest of the story–

Mei Mei was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes when she was only 6. Her parents began the routine of checking her blood sugar level “8, 10, 12, sometimes 20 times a day” because acute low blood sugar can take a person into a coma in as little as 20 minutes. Imagine when you put your head on the pillow at night knowing your 6 year old little girl was at that kind of risk — every night for years. No peace of mind.

Now Mei Mei’s parents can rest easy thanks to a trustworthy, huggable friend. Colton can smell Mei Mei’s falling blood sugar level and he’s trained to raise an alert. He was trained by a one-of-a-kind, non-profit in Concord, California called Dogs4Diabetics. “There’s no medical equipment that does what these dogs can do,” says Devon Grayson, Director of Development. Dogs like Colton work even when you’re asleep.

D4D is run by its Director, Carol Edwards, along with a few trainers and many volunteers. This life-saving canine ability was discovered by accident when Carol and her friend and co-founder, Mark Reufenacht, went on a trip with Armstrong, a puppy Carol was training as a guide dog. When Mark, a diabetic, had a dip in blood sugar, Armstrong reacted and saved Mark’s life. That event sent Carol and Mark on four years of research. They discovered that the scent of low blood sugar the dogs could identify was the same for everyone. Armstrong was going around alerting members of the general public.

Having a D4D dog changes life medically and emotionally. It’s that peace of mind. Do a good thing — go out to D4D’s website and see about donating to the not-for-profit so more people can enjoy the peace of mind — and the companionship of a good dog.

Mei Mei is in 7th grade now, and Colton, with his blue “Service Dog” vest will accompany her to school every day. Like so many before her, Mei Mei has discovered humankind’s best friend — her “best friend in the world”.

We believe strongly that such best friends deserve the best. Elegant Roots Pets

Later

Max the Swimming Dog

Tuesday, June 23rd, 2009

yearbook-favolemaxOur dog Max has always been athletic. He’s a chocolate Lab soon to turn 10. His grandfathers were both field champions — one a Canadian National Field Champ, I’m told. So he’s got the genes.

We lived his first three years in the foothills of the Sierra. With 42 acres of rolling oak woodlands to roam, he never stopped running — not with fox, deer, mountain lions, coyotes, and who knows what other scents to follow — and lots of boys to run with. Max has always been a go-go guy, fast, sure and nearly tireless.

When he was 3, we moved to Hong Kong — a 35th floor flat in the Pacific View near Stanley — no yard and Max had his first walk on a leash. He adapted easily, but still the go-go guy, he wanted to be in the lead. Even in high rise living, he had intense exercise. We chose our flat for many reasons — but one was clearly what we christened “Max’s Cove”.

Our building was on a pebble beach cove of Po Toi Bay described by rocky cliffs and opening up to the South China Sea. Always up for chasing a tennis ball, Max swam out in the usually gentle surf nearly every day for 4 years (except when a typhoon made the surf too rough and the winds too high.) He became famous in our building — 40 floors of apartments facing the cove made for a lot of potential spectators. Often we’d be greeted on the street in front of our building: “oh look, it’s the swimming dog.”

When we was 7, we moved back to the US — Oakland, CA and we have a tiny yard with no place for Max to air it out. Of course, at almost 10, he doesn’t need to air it out like he used to. But this past February I began running with him — just short runs worked into his walks. He did fine so I began taking him on my regular run. Gently at first — every third day or so. He LOVED it. He learned the word “run” immediately. He’s all business when we run.

I’ve been running the same city course for a few years. It’s a bit shy of 3.5 miles with lots of hills. By March, with Max as my partner, we beat my previous personal best by 1 minute. Now we’ve cut another minute off. And he’s looking good, looking fit — it belies his years. But the silver gray chin gives him away.

Just like our high-rise audience watching the swimming, people love to watch a dog on a run. He’s even garnered spontaneous compliments on his gate — his front legs look like a trotter-style race horse. And I have to agree. He’s always been a handsome guy.

So, all’s well. Max is staying youthful and fit; he’s got work (which we all need); we have a great running partnership; I’m getting faster. Life’s good.

My recommendation: take your canine friend on your runs (break him in gently and care for hips, etc). There’s a good chance you’ll be very glad you did.

Later.

Hey Max, wanna go for a run?