I'm moving...

After much thought, I have decided to move cardi corgi capers to word press.  I like the entire format much better.  Blogspot has been great, but it is time to move on.  So find all the cardi capers at www.cardicorgicapers.wordpress.com  and of course, you can find goings on with training, conformation and the like at www.riverbendcardigans.com too!

Puppy Capers...

Jill T., indicated she was jonsing for a Riverbend caper.  I really didn't have much until I started reclaiming the living room.  We had three (3) x-pens on vinyl for the babies, but they are too big to be in x-pens all the time, so it was time to sweep, mop, roll, and generally bring the living room back to normal.  One of the pens was in front of the fireplace, which is where I found this...

Yep, the little devils figured out how to chew the bellows through the puppy pen!  I guess it is official...they are Riverbend Cardigans!

Whirlwind...

I can't believe the puppies are almost 9 weeks old. The time has flown by! But I am sure they are Riverbend Cardis because of the capers they are pulling. Recently Lincoln showed all the kiddos how to push the x-pen so they could get to the fireplace straw broom. Yeppers, folks...straw every where. Yesterday, I came in to feed them at 6:30 am to find they had figured out how to peel back the vinyl I have over my oak hardwoods. Imagine my surprise! But the good news is...no pottying on the hardwood!

Well here's a few snap shots of our most recent outdoor playtime!

Last One I Promise...

More Backyard Ball Play

It's Spring?

Or at least it sure feels like it to the Riverbend big dogs!

Ella

The puppies all have teeth now and Ella needed a break, so she took over my spot and my quilt!

It's Snowing!

Rocky

This is Riverbend Rock Island Rapids aka Rocky.  He seriously cracked me up all day.

I Don't Get It

Hey guys, it is me Ruffles!

I haven't posted an "I don't get it rant" in a long time.  Mainly because I had Mom perfectly trained.  It took a while but I accomplished my mission.  But recently, things have seriously gone astray.

First, Mom says, "Ella had puppies".  Now I have seen these things and they are not puppies.  I love puppies!  Puppies play, bark, romp, walk over my back, wrestle, play tug, and these critters do not do any of these things.  I don't get it!

Second, Mom says, "Ruff I don't have time to throw your ball for hours!"  What the heck?  I had her trained to throw that ball until I decided the game was over.  I even trained her to fetch it, if I didn't like where she threw it.  What is happening?  I don't get it!

Third, I am sleeping with Mom Kathy instead of Mom.  Mom Kathy doesn't understand my bed rules.  She allows Rainbow to sleep up beside her, and I am at the foot of the bed.  Good grief!  I don't get it?

Fourth, Mom isn't catering to my eating schedule and habits.  I prefer my kibble fully mixed with wet food, a good handful of cheese on top, and then I bark at it for 20 mins or so then I eat.  Mom actually said, "Ruffles I don't have time for this nonsense today, eat or go hungry."  The nerve! At least she mixed it up good and put my cheese on it.  But  I still don't get it!

Finally, when we have visitors they fawn over those hamsters, Mom calls puppies.  Now seriously, this is completely unacceptable!  I am King Ruffles.  My subjects come to fawn over me, not hamsters!  Now I get a few scritches and a good boy Ruff, then on to the critters.  I REALLY don't get this one!

Things better get back to normal soon, or I am going to start a bark revolt.  Mom hates barking....hehehehehehe...now there's an idea.  Gotta go and start my bark revolution.

City Sister, Country Sister

While Dora the Explorer poses gracefully beside the blooming daffodils at the Georgetown Library...

Her country bumpkin sister, Rainbow,  is doing her best to look like she has been "rode hard and put away wet!"

Maybe it is because we haven't actually ever frozen this year, and the backyard is a complete mudhole.  Anyone have any ideas for seeding the dog yard?

Puppies!

I am a weeeeeeee bit busy with our first litter of puppies, so meet me over at our www.riverbendcardigans.com website for a puppy fix.  I suspect I'll have much caper news as soon as the little kids are mobile!  For now, see you at riverbend!

Dora Plays Magic Dog

Jill sent this adorable video of Dora the Explorer  playing with her Magic Dog game.  My favorite part of the video is how Dora waits to be invited to participate in her favorite game.  Good girl, Dora.

(Dora is out of the Music X Russ litter.  They are now 2.5 yrs old.  It hardly seems possible that all that time has come and gone.)

It's Me Again...

Hello folks it is me Shaker again.

Today I kept the world safe from lions, and tigers, and bears. 

Mom says, I am watching way too much TV but I did liberate two sticks, 3 leaves and a ton of mud from the back yard.  Not a bad days work, eh?

See ya.

Shaker Baby...Not

Greetings...It is I Shaker.

They call me Shaker Baby but do I look like a baby?  NO!  I am a watch dog.  I am very good at it.  Russ is not!  I have posted a couple of pictures of me on duty.  So you can see I am not a baby.  How am I going to get them to stop calling me Shaker Baby?

Musings of a Demented ...Corgi owner!

Yesterday, I picked up a Dremel and started the grueling exercise of nail trimming.  Rainbow simply groaned the entire time.  Shaker was a bear!  He tried to leap off the grooming table, shook his foot and generally created a wrestling match.  Which leads me to why I was so weakened when I picked up Ella's back foot.  She wiggled and giggled but I got the back foot done.  Feeling empowered I moved forward.  At which point she shook and flicked my hand off like I was a fly.  Unfortunately, I dropped the Dremel on the concrete floor where it was scittering around like a fish seeking water!  And Ella simply looked smug! 

I successfully finished up the Dremel experience this morning while I was fresh and STRONG!  So again feeling empowered, I decided that today was the day, Russ and I would get back to business on training for the performance ring. 

Yes, it has been a long time as I had to recover from the wildly humiliating ring experiences that occurred in 2009, when he peed twice in the ring! YESH!!!

So I filled my pockets with treats, nabbed a leash, Russ and headed outside.   Before we got to the end of the driveway, he decided that cars were far more interesting than me.  No worries, I was ready for that one.  I increased my fun quotient and he was back to me.  He remembered his heeling at different speeds!  Imagine my surprise!  But, of course, he wanted to watch my feet and not look at me.  He wasn't the least bit interested in any of the food I had in my pocket, so it was almost impossible to get him to raise his head.   (Who ever heard of a non food motivated corgi?)  Anyway, I upped my "fun" "good dogs" when he even so much as gave me a glance, but this is going to be a process!  Now you would think that I would have quit while I was marginally ahead, but NOOOO, we were half mile from the house.

So I decided to move to sit/stay while I walk around him.  He completely ignored sit!  He gave me his now legendary, "I don't get it" look.  When I finally got him to "sit", he was rock solid on stay and walk around.   But what was the deal with no "sit"?    I tried several more times on our walk and if he decided to pay attention he would "down".  Obviously this is going to take some more work. 

Earlier training picture.

Well tomorrow is another day.  Stay tuned for more training musings!

Reflections on Christmas' Past

I am slowly putting signs of Christmas 2011 away in boxes, and I am struck by how just about everything survived, well except one little fuzzy snowman.  But seriously, no one rampaged the village, stole the low hanging ornaments, knocked over the santa collection or bulldozed the nativity scene. 

As Christmas' go it was pretty boring!  It must be time for a puppy!

Christmas Toy Graveyard

This year the kids all got "road kill" toys, and still managed to fill my living room with stuffing!  I cleaned a pile of it up again this morning, along with various pieces of tennis balls, toy limbs,  assorted ears and wood chips.  Then I carefully collected all the toys and deposited them into their basket.  I came back about 10 mins later with the vacuum cleaner hose and found this...

 Well they certainly have had a good time! 

Why is it?

Why is it that my dishwasher is always filled with more dog bowls than human dishes?

Music says, "she doesn't care as long as it stays that way, and her bed is perpetually fluffed."

January Snow Play

I personally don't get it, but these clowns love the January cold and snow. 

Yep neither foot is on the ground.  How does he do that?

This is a particularly good example of what is really going on when I am yelling "Come, I am cold!"

Yep a whole lot of not coming!  And these are the ones that are all obedience trained!  Best selective hearing on the planet!

But gratefully they finally all listened.  And yes, that would be Shaker as always bringing up the rear detail!