Saturday, February 26, 2011

Yesterday and Today

We received an email invite from Michael and Cheyenne to walk Big Pine Key Beach Friday afternoon. The weather has been spectacular. Blue, blue skies, puffy white clouds, and a gentle tropical breeze from the southwest combined with relatively low humidity and temps hovering around 80 make for perfect weather for an afternoon stroll on the beach.

Zuzu and Tootie love these adventures. It starts with dancing and barking after donning their red slip collars. They have learned that once they put their red collars on, a car ride and treats quickly follows. They quickly settled into their spots in the back of the car, Tootie on her pad and Zuzu on the seat, and ate their treats as we headed north on US-1 to pick up Michael and Cheyenne on Ramrod Key before continuing to the north end of BPK. Cheyenne, Zuzu, and Tootie, and leapt out of the car and we ambled down the path under the warm afternoon sun. After crossing a dry mud flat (always full in the summer according to Michael requiring footwear conducive for mucking about) we passed through the buttonwoods and mangroves to the beach.

We were alone on this Friday afternoon. Zuzu and Tootie enjoyed their freedom as they tromped through the rotting, pungent seagrass towards the water. The sulfur like smell can be off-putting at first, but we've grown to like it.

Zuzu and Tootie are behaving more and more like "normal" dogs. During walks when we can let them run off leash, they are the happiest. They don't run far. They always keep us in eye sight or ear shot. And when they do run into the mangroves to explore, it isn't long before they come running out and towards you smiling with their ears flopping about.

They enjoyed this spot which afforded them a panoramic view of the ocean, and with each passing boats their ears perked up, their tails wagged, and Tootie called out with her puppy-like bark.

We walked a bit more on the beach before heading down the shaded trail in the hammock to a quiet spot on the beach where we sat and contemplated our mad, mad world while Cheyenne, Zuzu, and Tootie played in the water. We are looking forward to returning to this spot, one of our new found favorites.

Once home, Zuzu and Tootie spotted a cat walking down the lane...

Zuzu ran over to Wayne to tell him all about the cat...

Tootie right behind waiting her turn for some love.

The next morning, we met Edie, Nora, and Kimberly with their dogs, Tyson, Bart, Lizzy, Lola, Hooligan, Jack, and Oakley at the end of Cayman to walk along government cut canal.

We met at 8:00. Nora and Wayne walked ahead a bit and waited for us to catch up...

while Edie was saying good morning to Zuzu, Tootie, and Hooligan (behind)...

Edie determined that the trail along the canal to the bridge is about 3/4 of a mile, a perfect 1.5 mile walk on this glorious February morning. Nora and Wayne were deep in conversation with Zuzu, Tootie, and Oakley following.

Tyson, in front of Wayne, was doing a great job keeping up with the pack. He may be a senior dog, but he's a puppy at heart. He loves his walk and will endlessly chase a tennis ball.

Edie, Nora, and Kimberly were behind with the rest of the pack.

Once at the bridge, we went up on the road (the closed road that leads to the loop road and quarry), crossed the bridge to the other side of the canal where there's a perfect swimming spot. Hooligan wasted no time cooling off.

Zuzu and Tootie were right behind him. Lizzy, though, enjoyed exploring the mangroves.

Tootie loves to swim!

Happy dogs!

Tyson got in to cool off, too.

After a brief rest, we went back across the bridge and headed north retracing our path to Cayman Ln.

But first, we have to see what goodies Kimberly has to offer...a walk, a swim, and a snack..life is good!

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Vizsla Rescue Foster Moms Val and Susan Visit

Val (right) and Susan (left) left their significant others and four legged red dog children and escaped the cold, snowy St. Louis winter to spend a sun-filled warm and tropical weekend in the Lower Keys with us and their foster children. When Zuzu (back) and Tootie (front) were rescued from the puppy mill in November 2009, Val fostered Zuzu and Susan fostered Tootie. These first five weeks in their foster homes were formative. Val and Susan were most likely the first humans to show them love and affection. In their homes, they discovered there was much more to life than living in a pig crate in a barn.

It has been five months since they last saw Zuzu and Tootie in St. Louis when we all had a Vizsla play date at Canine Country with Val's pack and Susan's pack. This time our girls had the chance to show Val and Susan their new life on Sugarloaf Key.

When Val and Susan walked through the front door, Zuzu and Tootie recognized them instantly. Their tails were wagging swiftly and they were doing the Vizsla dance twisting their bodies and dancing on their paws. Happiness. Excitement. Joy. It was like Christmas with gifts, toys, snacks, hugs, and kisses. Happy dogs.

Friday morning was pretty laid back. Val and Susan adjusted to Key West time. Zuzu and Tootie showed Val and Susan around the yard, and then everyone hung out on the lanai reading and watching the iguanas sun themselves on the dock across the canal. By early afternoon we were ready for lunch. Hogfish Bar and Grill on Stock Island was the destination. Fish tacos and a hogfish sandwich on the dock made for a delightful meal with friends. After our late lunch, we looked at the boats in the marina and picked up some Key West Pinks from Fishbusterz to add to our pizza tonight. We fed the the girls, took them for a walk around the bat tower, and then headed north to Big Pine Key to see some Key Deer and get some ice cream for the apple pie. After dinner, Zuzu and Tootie joined us in front of the TV for a movie and dessert. A great end to a great day.

Saturday was a bit more action packed. Zuzu and Tootie wanted to show Val and Susan how cool Marvin Key is. So, off we all went at 9:30am to catch low tide at Marvin Key. Zuzu and Tootie are excellent skippers watching for boats, birds, and sea life during the fifteen minute boat ride to the Gulf's edge.

Boat beached and anchored, we all hopped off and followed Zuzu and Tootie as they led the way. It was  a beautiful day for a walk on the sandbar.

Val and Susan enjoyed looking for critters in the shallow water while Zuzu and  Tootie walked ahead with Wayne.

Looking back towards Sugarloaf Key, Val and Susan were enjoying their barefoot walk in the sand far, far away from the snow and ice back home.

Just ahead of them, looking north towards the real Marvin Key and the Gulf of Mexico, Tootie began dancing around Zuzu, egging her on to chase.

This is what makes the trip to Marvin Key worth it. Happy dogs running, playing, and chasing each other on the sand and in the water.

These random bursts of energy don't last long when it's just the two of them, but when their four-legged friends are out here with them, especially Bart, they can run and run and run up and down the beach in continuous chase.

We walked through the shallow water to the edge of the channel to see if Tootie and Zuzu would show Val and Susan how well they can swim. They needed some encouragement and Val graciously volunteered to brave the cool winter Gulf water to coax Zuzu and Tootie into deeper water. They didn't take the bait. They simply watched with four paws firmly planted in the sandy bottom as Val swam and called them into the cold water.

Odd for a Saturday morning, we had the sand bar all to ourselves. We enjoyed the solitude of the deserted key soaking in the sun and the panoramic view before heading back towards Sugarloaf Key.

On the way back, we stopped by our crab pots to see if we had any stone crabs waiting to offer us their claws. We had a few crabs in each trap, some with no claws, a couple with only one, and several with both claws waving wildly at us as we opened the lid of the trap. We only take one legal claw, throwing the crab back with its other to defend itself. With seven claws in our bucket we headed back to our dock.

That afternoon, we headed into Key West for a bicycle tour of Fort Zach Taylor and Old Town and lunch at Turtle Kraals where we relaxed and ate fish tacos on the top deck overlooking the Historic Seaport.

Saturday night we joined Val's friends who were camping at the Sugarloaf KOA for barbecue and listened to Howard Livingston and his Mile Marker 24 Band play. It was a perfect evening to end a fantastic day.

Sunday morning we joined Edie, Kimberly, and Deb with their dogs, Bart, Tyson, Oakley, Hooligan, Jack, Diesel, and Woody. Zuzu and Tootie have walked with the pack before and wanted to show Val and Susan how well they do off lead on the closed road to the quarry and loop road.

They were able to witness Tootie's confidence as she trotted along with the pack, and they saw Zuzu's nervousness and fear as she made attempts to lure us off the road down paths into the mangrove. Zuzu has a fear of bicycles and groups of people approaching her. On previous walks, she has darted down side trails with us quickly following her to bring her back to the road. Today, Val assured us that she would rejoin the pack if headed down one of her familiar escape routes and we didn't pursue her. On our way back, Zuzu ran back to the safety of the quarry while we all walked back towards the bridge. Val reassured us that Zuzu would look for us once she could no longer hear us. It seemed like the longest couple of minutes, and it was very difficult to continue walking away without Zuzu. But, just as Val said, Zuzu could wait no more and came running after us seemingly saying "Wait, don't leave me!" We all praised her and showered her with warm pats and hugs. She darted off a few more times and each time we continued down the road without her. Again, after a little time, she came bounding down the road towards us enjoying this new game of hide and catch up to the happy crowd. Thank you Val for your reassurance and wisdom. You taught us more about Vizslas and how to help reinforce Zuzu's growing confidence and trust in us.

It's a 2 mile round trip trek from the car to they ocean. We took our time and at the halfway mark let the dogs cool off at the swimming hole.
Edie talking to Wayne, Val, and Susan with Tootie and Bart
Past the quarry, there's a trail leading to a small "beach" on the ocean. At low tide, a good portion of the shoal is exposed, and the water is the perfect depth to cool one's paws.

Here, Val is appreciating the intricate osprey nest. While at the beach, Val was treated to the sight of the osprey returning to the nest with a fish as its mate circled above. Oakley, to her right, was more interested in the blue man-of-wars that didn't make it out with the tide.

And Susan inspected the sea life in the crevices of the shoal.

We made another stop at the swimming hole where Edie held her canine friends' attention as they waited for her to pull more treats from her bag.

After our long walk, we noshed on crab cakes and stone claws before taking a quick boat ride out to the ocean. Zuzu and Tootie were first in the boat, of course. Once back at the house, it was time for Val and Susan to gather their things and head to the airport. Zuzu and Tootie went along with us to the airport to say good-bye. They were very happy to see them and saddened to see them go. Thank you Val and Susan for taking time from your busy schedules and families to spend a long weekend with Viszla children, Zuzu and Tootie, and us at our home.