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Mountain Views News, Sierra Madre Edition [Pasadena] Saturday, December 8, 2018 |
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7 BEST FRIENDS & MORE Mountain Views-News Saturday, December 8, 2018 Happy Tails by Chris Leclerc BEST FRIEND Ambrosia is a dazzling 5 year old medium-size German Shepherd girl with a beautiful black and tan coat, lively brown eyes and the cutest perked up ears that are uniquely round in shape. This sweet girl was rescued by the shelter’s humane officers when she was found confined and abandoned in a property in Rosemead. Weighing 56 pounds, she arrived to the shelter hungry and with fly strike on both ears but has made a great recovery since then and now she has a clean bill of health. Ambrosia is a playful and rambunctious girl who enjoys long walks, playing fetch and hanging out with her human friends. She also does well in the bathtub and enjoys frequent brushing of her beautiful coat. Despite the way she was abandoned, Ambrosia has remained a happy- go-lucky girl and is now waiting for the forever loving family that she deserves. If you are a German Shepherd fan, Ambrosia is your girl! Her adoption fee is $145 and includes spay surgery, vaccinations, microchip and a free wellness exam at a participating veterinarian. Feel free to call us at (626) 286-1159 for more information. She currently resides at the San Gabriel Valley Humane Society located at 851 E. Grand Avenue in San Gabriel which is located off San Gabriel Blvd, north of Mission and south of Las Tunas Drive. To arrange a ‘Meet and Greet’, please stop by any time from 10:30am to 4:30pm Tuesday through Sunday.Website:www. sgvhumane.org. MY TAKE ON THE SNIFF BREAK I enjoy learning new techniques for proper dog-handling and I try to expand my knowledge on the subject by reading on-topic books and articles, and by viewing tutorials and television programs that might help enhance my skills. I go through phases of learning, followed by purposeful application of what I’ve learned while I’m working with my four-legged friends. This process serves me well, but most importantly I endeavor to remain teachable and keep an open mind about what a healthy human-canine relationship looks like. Many of us two-leggers have a tendency to assume we know more than our pets know, therefore we think we need to get them to do what we want them to do, without gaining an understanding of who they are and what they feel or think. I, personally believe that more often than not, I’m the one who can learn from the dog, rather than the other way around. I suppose there are important lessons to be learned on both our parts, but I’m very aware of my own need to look, listen and anticipate the interesting and enlightening messages the dog has to offer. Domesticated dogs do benefit from the structure and consistent routines we humans set forth for them, and I agree that basic behavioral training is an important aspect of nurturing a puppy to maturity. But I also think there is an extremely important balance to be achieved in a relationship with a canine companion. Whether the dog is to be trained as a family pet or for a position of service, the human owes it to the dog to give him all due respect and get to know the person inside first. Once a bond is established, formal training will go much more smoothly, built on the basis of trust. `I think we can all agree that some basic leash-training is in order if we want our pups to have a happy, healthy life. Of course, every pet owner wants to be able to take their dog out for a walk in public without the stress of excess pulling or over-excitement when another dog passes by, and fortunately there are some very simple techniques that can help in training a dog to walk obediently on-leash. But what about when it comes to allowing a dog to take time out for a sniff break during a walk? Should that be allowed or does it mean you are being a push-over by letting the dog take charge? There are various schools of thought regarding this issue, from far right to far left, and for some, the bottom-line question is, “Who’s walking who?” But I often wonder, is it really necessary to control every single moment of the dog’s attention during a walk? Exactly what is to be gained by maintaining such an extreme, strict regimen with a family pet? I was ’on the fence’ regarding this aspect of dog- handling for quite some time, but I now know for sure where I stand. My personal take on allowing the dog to stop and have a sniff break during a walk is based on what I’ve learned about the canine’s olfactory system, along with what I understand to be true about the dog’s way of thinking. First and foremost, I accept that a dog does, indeed think for himself and that his original thoughts do, indeed matter. I won’t go into the specific ‘rules of the road’ I’ve heard told by the many trainers I‘ve come across over the years, as it amounts to too wide a variety of opinion to consider in this column. And I don’t claim to have all the right answers on this subject because I am not a professional trainer, myself. However, I am a person who spends lots of time with lots of different dogs on a daily basis, and I’ve come to realize that each one is an individual, just as my human friends are individuals. In any given situation, I don’t assume any particular reaction or response from one human to another, and the same goes for my canine friends. There are no two exactly alike. However, there are a few predictable traits I can definitely anticipate from every dog I know, one of which is the intense desire to take a sniff break during a walk. Based on my experience and what I’ve read and heard on the subject, I am confident that, to a degree, a dog’s mental health depends on being allowed to take periodic breaks for sniffing, and I’m here to tell you every normal, healthy dog wants to imbibe in those brief yet precious moments. Why? Because the dog’s nose works over time. He views the world mainly through his nostrils much like we view the world through our eyes. Imagine being forced to wear a blind-fold every time you leave the house. It would be frustrating and ultimately depressing for a human to live life blindfolded, and that is how I imagine it is for a dog to be prohibited from “viewing” the world with his nose. There is also another, more physiological reason why a dog is sure to benefit from taking a sniff break during a walk around the block. In lay terms, it lies in the fact that what happens in the dog’s olfactory system can serve as a stimulant to what happens in his digestive system. In other words,, if you want your dog to do his “business” during your daily outings, perhaps you should start letting him read his pee-mails! Don’t be a bully who always feels the need to be large and in charge. Be kind and humane in the way you handle the animals. They will live happier healthy lives, and they will genuinely love you for it. LET SASHA SASHAY HER WAY TO YOUR HEART! Meet Sasha, a female Carolina dog, age 2+. This little girl is such a sweetheart! She is potty-trained and behaves very well. She gets along great with other dogs. She loves going for car rides. She might be a little nervous and shy in a new home, and will take her 3-4 days to open up. Once she opened up, she is so fun and affectionate. Sasha is spayed and her vaccination records are included. Sasha is currently in a foster home until a loving forever home can be found. To find out more about Sasha and her story, call our dog coordinator at 626-358-3726. Sasha will come spayed, current on vaccines, and microchipped. See our website at www. lifelineforpets. org, where you will see more pictures and video of Sasha on our Pooch Place page. THE WORLD AROUND US OUT TO PASTOR A Weekly Religion Column by Rev. James Snyder CHRISTOPHER Nyerges THE CHRISTMAS FOLLY OF SPENDING BE SURE YOUR GRIN WILL FIND YOU OUT [Nyerges is the author of several books, such as “Self- Sufficient Home,” “Extreme Simplicity,” “How to Survive Anywhere,” and other books. Information about his classes, and Blog, can be found at www.SchoolofSelf- Reliance.com.] “Look at all the money I saved,” my friend excitedly told me with an enthusiastic grin, pointing to various boxes with Christmas wrappings on his table. I was visiting an old friend who I’d not seen in years, who I’d heard was experiencing financial hard times. “What did you get?” I asked. He proceeded to show me some electronic items, objects that I mostly did not recognize, plus many gifts that he described as “obligatory.” “So, how much did you save?” I ventured. “Forty percent,” was his quick answer. “Forty percent of what?” I asked. I could tell that my friend wanted to share his excitement with me, but he chose the wrong person to revel in his shopping savvy. “The retail of this new phone is $300,” he told me. “Really?” I said, picking it up and turning it over in my hands. “And why do you need this? Was the one you already have malfunctioning?” “Are you serious?” he challenged. “It’s working, but it’s obsolete. This one,” he said, holding it a few inches in front of my face, “is the coolest latest model.” “I see,” I said, rather detachedly. “And you paid for it with your credit card?” “Of course,” he said, shocked that I would even ask such a ridiculous question. “And do you pay off your credit card bill when it arrives each month?” I ventured. “Of course, I mean, I pay off what’s required.” “So you pay the minimum?” I said. “So you don’t pay off the card. You pay interest month after month.” I paused. I knew I was not there to make him feel good about his shopping. I knew that his shopping was the reason he was having financial difficulty. “Look,” I said, “I hope I’m not the first one telling you this, but your electronic gadget is usually sold for less than $300. That’s an inflated retail price and so you didn’t really save 40%. And since you’re paying interest on it, that supposed savings is even less. Are you willing to have a chat about some basics of personal economics? I mean, I saved much more than you simply by not buying something that I don’t need, and can’t afford.” My friend seemed forlorn, and went quiet. Though my friend was constantly having “money problems” such as running out of money that he needed before the end of the month, I knew that his problem wasn’t “money,” per se. In this case, my friend’s sense of self-importance was boosted each time he purchased something new, even if he didn’t need it, even if he really couldn’t afford it. And if spending money provides one with a sense of self-importance, I knew that my friend would continue to make bad monetary decisions until he found a more substantial concept upon which to base his self-image. “Look,” I told him, “do you really want to get out of debt? Do you really want your life to be different?” He nodded enthusiastically. “OK,” I continued. “To begin with, you need to keep track of your income, and never spend more than you make each month. For example, if you can’t pay off your total credit card each month when the bill comes then you can’t afford those purchases. Unless you experienced an emergency, you should not have purchased those items, Period.” I emphasized that he really needed to scrutinize each purchase and buy only those things he really needed, and not just stuff that he desired. In our short time together, I doubt that I changed my friend’s mental wiring that causes him to justify the excessive shopping. But perhaps it was a step in the right direction. To use the alcohol analogy, he wasn’t quite an alcoholic yet who needed rehab; rather, he was the guy whose drinking was starting to cause more and more problems and disruptions in his life. He was not yet beyond redemption. As an environmentalist, I have long believed that one of our biggest ecological problems is that we all want more and more, and that demand pulls excessively hard on the supply chain, meaning, more and more raw materials, and energy, and water, are required to produce the mountains of “stuff” that we all seem to revel in. Especially at Christmas. And if material things were the source of true happiness, I wouldn’t mind, but just the reverse seems to be true. I tried to instill in my friend the sense that each item, each resource that he handles, came from somewhere. Someone mined the materials, processed the materials and turned them into some object, and then packaged and shipped the materials, all using up way more resources than just the object in question. My friend nodded, but I’m not sure he cared so much about the environment. “Try making something yourself,” I suggested. “You know, carving something out of scrap wood, growing some food items and canning jam or pickles, even fixing up old furniture and chairs and selling them or giving them as gifts,” I said. I even suggested that he learn to sew and develop the appreciation that comes with making something with your own hands. “Then, the objects of your life – and the gifts you give – have a story, and they don’t add to the burden of trash in the world.” He nodded. I don’t know if he will change, but as I left, I shared with him the old adage from the Depression: Fix it up, wear it out, use it over, or do without. Not only would this help him to economize and save money, but I believe it will give him an improved self-image. What do you think? Christmas is a wonderful time of the year and I appreciate it so very much. I recognize I’m difficult to purchase presents for because I have my books, my pens, what else do I really need? Once in a while I get a Christmas present to beat all Christmas presents. This year was one of those “once in a while’s.” It’s a pretty well known fact that the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage and myself differs when it comes to culinary likes and dislikes. How we got along for so many years is truly a miracle, I suppose. She, for example, loves vegetables, particularly broccoli. (Excuse me, I need to go and wash out my mouth.) On the other side of the table, I love Apple Fritters. (Excuse me, I need to relish the thought of an apple fritter.) Throughout the year she tries tricking me into eating vegetables. I’ll take so much, but then I draw a line in the sand. That sand sometimes gets a little disheveled and I know who is disheveling it. I have tried to tell her that a good mother will make Apple Fritters for her family. She dismisses that and says quite emphatically, “No good mother will ever do anything of that nature. A good mother will make vegetables for their family.” And so the “discussion” goes on and on. We were watching the news as they were reporting on the funeral of the 41st President of the United States. Someone was giving some kind of a eulogy concerning that president and said something that caught my attention. According to this eulogy, the 41st President of the United States hated broccoli. Let me repeat that, he hated broccoli, as well as all other vegetables. I looked at my wife and said, “I’m in good company.” She just dismissed that and went on with her work in the kitchen. I grinned a lot and relished the moment. I just don’t get too many moments like that. Then, something wonderful happened. Christmas cards were coming from family members all over the place. I think people send an early Christmas card to make sure we will return a Christmas card. I was opening the Christmas cards and came to one that made my Christmas the delight that it has become. Some of my wife’s sisters were sending her throughout the year recipes from their mother in their mother’s own handwriting. I didn’t take much note to that because I’m not allowed in the kitchen to do any cooking. Very nonchalantly I was opening these Christmas cards and then I came upon “the” Christmas card. I noticed it was from my wife’s sister and as I opened it there was a little card inside that made my life a true joy. The sister was sending in her Christmas card one of their mother’s recipes written in their mother’s old hand. You will never guess what the recipe was in that card! When I opened it up I could not believe my eyes. My eyes have fooled me quite a bit down through the years, but this time I had to rub them several times in order to believe what I was seeing. There in their mother’s own handwriting was her recipe for “Apple Fritters.” I had it in my wife’s mother’s own handwriting. You can hardly imagine my joy. There is no Christmas joy equal to the joy I felt looking at this recipe. Now, how was I going to present this to my wife and get all the benefit out of it? I put all the cards back together and laid this particular Christmas card on the top. I invited my wife to come and sit down and look at some of the Christmas cards that has come from the family. She sat on the couch and I gave her the Christmas cards and then returned to my chair to watch her opening up these Christmas cards. In the meantime, I had such a big grin on my face and I didn’t know how to hide it. As my wife is opening up the Christmas card she looked up at me and said, “What in the world are you grinning about?” “I’m just having a happy Christmas season.” Then she opened the Christmas card containing her mother’s recipe it her own handwriting for “Apple Fritters.” She just stared at it for a few moments and then’s looked up at me with one of her classic stares. “What did you find?” I said as calmly as I could. “You know exactly what I found.” She was quiet for a few moments as she looked at that handwritten recipe from her mother. “So,” I said rather slowly, “when can we expect that recipe to be used in our kitchen?” She looked at me, then look back at the recipe card and spontaneously we both burst out into hilarious laughter. I don’t think I could have received a better Christmas present than that. Proof positive that good mothers do make Apple Fritters. Maybe they’ll be some changes to our kitchen. Thinking about that I was reminded of a Scripture in the Old Testament. “But if ye will not do so, behold, ye have sinned against the Lord: and be sure your sin will find you out” (Numbers 32:23). No matter what it is, it will always be exposed in the end. Mountain Views News 80 W Sierra Madre Blvd. No. 327 Sierra Madre, Ca. 91024 Office: 626.355.2737 Fax: 626.609.3285 Email: editor@mtnviewsnews.com Website: www.mtnviewsnews.com | ||||||||||||||||||||