3CK9 Training

01/08/2025

Having your dog on a leash in your home and having control over that leash will begin to solve many of the issues you have with your dog.

01/08/2025

01/08/2025

Don't wait until problems develop with your dog. Training starts from day one.
I have one board and train spot open end of February then next availability isn't until April.

Please fill out the following form so we can reach out to you to discuss training programs for your dog. Be sure to fill the form out completely. Also look for a reply to come in your primary, junk mail or spam. Sometimes it has ended up in either mailbox. If you do not hear back in 48hrs please sen...

01/08/2025

Confidence building with Cade

01/06/2025

Buddy and I .

01/06/2025

Jax and I took a trip downtown today.

01/06/2025

Cade learning to relax on his own. He wanted so bad to come and sit with me.

01/06/2025

Meet Cade!!!
Cade joined me over the weekend for a board and train. He is a 1.5 years old Frenchie that is full of energy. While here, I'll be working on establishing rules and boundaries.
Cade is a very smart pu and picks up on things quickly. I'm sure he's going to do great, but we have to address some unwanted behaviors such as resources, gaurding items that he may steal, and nip when overly excited. Cade could use some leash manners also boy does he pull.
Getting Cade into a calmer mindset, with clear communication and an understanding of what is expected, will set both Cade and his owners up for a better future.

01/05/2025

with Jax

01/05/2025

Buddy!!!

01/04/2025

01/04/2025

This is a beautiful letter from Fiona Apple explaining to her fans why she must postpone a concert date. I am impressed at the way she was instantly able to make the decision to choose love over her career. Indeed, the world needs more of this. Enjoy the story...

It's 6pm on Friday, and I'm writing to a few thousand friends I have not met yet. I'm writing to ask them to change our plans and meet a little while later.

Here's the thing.

I have a dog, Janet, and she's been ill for about 2 years now, as a tumor has been idling in her chest, growing ever so slowly. She's almost 14 years old now. I got her when she was 4 months old. I was 21 then — an adult, officially — and she was my kid.

She is a pitbull, and was found in Echo Park, with a rope around her neck, and bites all over her ears and face.

She was the one the dogfighters use to puff up the confidence of the contenders.

She's almost 14 and I've never seen her start a fight, or bite, or even growl, so I can understand why they chose her for that awful role. She's a pacifist.

Janet has been the most consistent relationship of my adult life, and that is just a fact. We've lived in numerous houses, and joined a few makeshift families, but it's always really been just the two of us.

She slept in bed with me, her head on the pillow, and she accepted my hysterical, tearful face into her chest, with her paws around me, every time I was heartbroken, or spirit-broken, or just lost, and as years went by, she let me take the role of her child, as I fell asleep, with her chin resting above my head.

She was under the piano when I wrote songs, barked any time I tried to record anything, and she was in the studio with me, all the time we recorded the last album.

The last time I came back from tour, she was spry as ever, and she's used to me being gone for a few weeks, every 6 or 7 years.
She has Addison's Disease, which makes it more dangerous for her to travel, since she needs regular injections of Cortisol, because she reacts to stress and excitement without the physiological tools which keep most of us from literally panicking to death.

Despite all this, she's effortlessly joyful & playful, and only stopped acting like a puppy about 3 years ago. She is my best friend, and my mother, and my daughter, my benefactor, and she's the one who taught me what love is.

I can't come to South America. Not now. When I got back from the last leg of the US tour, there was a big, big difference.
She doesn't even want to go for walks anymore.

I know that she's not sad about aging or dying. Animals have a survival instinct, but a sense of mortality and vanity, they do not. That's why they are so much more present than people.
But I know she is coming close to the time where she will stop being a dog, and start instead to be part of everything. She'll be in the wind, and in the soil, and the snow, and in me, wherever I go.

I just can't leave her now, please understand. If I go away again, I'm afraid she'll die and I won't have the honor of singing her to sleep, of escorting her out.

Sometimes it takes me 20 minutes just to decide what socks to wear to bed.

But this decision is instant.

These are the choices we make, which define us. I will not be the woman who puts her career ahead of love & friendship.
I am the woman who stays home, baking Tilapia for my dearest, oldest friend. And helps her be comfortable & comforted & safe & important.

Many of us these days, we dread the death of a loved one. It is the ugly truth of Life that keeps us feeling terrified & alone. I wish we could also appreciate the time that lies right beside the end of time. I know that I will feel the most overwhelming knowledge of her, and of her life and of my love for her, in the last moments.
I need to do my damnedest, to be there for that.

Because it will be the most beautiful, the most intense, the most enriching experience of life I've ever known.
When she dies.

So I am staying home, and I am listening to her snore and wheeze, and I am revelling in the swampiest, most awful breath that ever emanated from an angel. And I'm asking for your blessing.

I'll be seeing you.

Love, Fiona

01/03/2025

Last night's group social.

01/03/2025

Penny and Buddy

01/03/2025

Coal and Jax are getting some playtime in.

01/02/2025

Don't forget the little ones also need an outlet.
Penny and I playing tug.