Turkish Dogs - particularly Anatolian Shepherd Dogs

I'm so behind on web stuff, email and everything else! But just wanted to say, doggies are doing fine. I'll be blogging about them again soon. Stuff has backed up, stress has taken me for quite a ride. Many posts I started (on MY dogs) were never published but need to be re-dated and finally put online. It's always more fun to make a photo blog and what happened was that I was never getting around to taking new pics. :)

Other stuff... I am so wanting to get back to finding time to play The Sims 2, I'm having trouble remembering all the tricks I used to know about the game so I'll probably have to relearn a lot. I am several stuff packs and expansion packs behind and have little clue what they involve and add to the game, aside from Seasons which is giving the game complications of weather and of the leaves on trees turning color (which must look pretty cool but probably needs lots more memory to run). There's a new expansion that lets you do Vacations, called Bon Voyage (boy I can't remember my last real life vacation!). I'm far from tired of the expansion packs that I do have; I've got an idea for using the game for a real life dog related project which I have roughly formulated in my head. (yep, gotta find some productive use of computer games, haha!)

Soooooo.... Anyway, you probably are wondering what is the story that goes with the above collar pic.

sigh... If you're a regular reader, you probably already have an idea given the tooth marks in the webbing... ;)

To my dismay, our resident collar bandit(s) has demolished yet another collar. See above, this is was Coco's collar. It's a new one I ordered back in June (didn't get for a month cos the order got lost). I ordered 3 web martigale collars several months ago in the same style but different colors, one each for Ruya, Coco and for Coco's brother, Helmut. Doesn't above remains look a lot like what happened to Ruya's collar?

And that's not all, Ruya's collar (a black one this time) has gone missing again! I suspect that pieces will turn up eventually.

AND Helmut? Oh yep, I put a nice blue collar on him and his is missing too.

Between the three of those guys, I can't keep collars on them! Tags get twisted off and lost too. What to do? I don't want to put tight buckle collars on them for fear that one will get teeth hooked in and there could be a panic that might result in a serious fight if no one is home, but at the rate we're going, this is deja vu. It happened with Ruya and Boone when they were growing up. I think I'll keep collars off the trio for another year or so!

Zor (mama) and Boone (adult male) still have their collars but neither of the two care for the neck grabbing war games that the trio enjoy, so it's just a Coco, Ruya and Helmut thing about war games that involve grabbing collars.

Pictures coming... I haven't taken new ones for quite a while! (but don't hold your breath!) ;)
My first experience with rough coated Anatolians and both Coco and Helmut are turning out to have quite different coats!

Labels: Chewing, collars, Helmut

. . . of Ruya's collar!

Earlier this month, Ruya lost her collar. I didn't find it til recently and about 8 inches of it is still missing.

Apparently she'd been playing war games with my other ASDs and someone got her collar off. One (or both?) of the seven month old pups then turned it into a chew toy! See the nice puncture marks?! This is a rather old and soft, nylon web collar. This remnant is about 14 inches long.

It is a martingale style collar that used to be an odd lime green color which can partially be seen on the headshot of Ruya posed on the bottom left of this page. I like these martingale type collars because they can be left on loose enough so that the dog can slip out if the dog gets caught on something. And the style of the collar allows it to be effective on a leash -- as it will tighten up and not slip over the head when in use.

Anyway, time to buy a new collar for Ruya. :)

Labels: Chewing, collars, Ruya

Time... Yesterday morning, looking past Zor (my 8 year old Anatolian female) who was laying down amidst bits of torn paper and chewed up things. Off in the near distance were a pair white curved things laying on the ground that shouldn't have been there. I'd have to go check it out.


Zor surrounded with a few chewed up bits of paper


Ruya, relaxing on the porch.

Between the two, which one would have been the guilty one?
Ruya is doing a good job appearing to have had nothing to do with it all. :)
Ruya is a 3.5 years old daughter of Zor.


Cone shaped pointy things.

Definitely not Madonna's bra.



After seeing the evidence up close I had a laugh.

When in pairs, cone shaped, pointy things usually remind me of too much adolescent humor.

Referring, of course, to Madonna's famous pointy bra.

Couldn't help it... I was laughing laughing out loud. :D


Well chewed up funnels!

Not much left of the funnels!

I thought, well, James will not be pleased, but I was still laughing. Since it was also nearby, I put what remains of a large cotton chew rope that was once a couple feet long right next to the funnels (the rest of that rope was nearby too). Just more evidence of how important chewing is!

*click*

Got the evidence.

Apparently James had handled the funnels and didn't put them away or if he had put them away, they were found anyway. Personalities and quirks are part of life with dogs. I'm sure it was Zor that did that. Zor loves to claim things laying around that James has personally touched and 'abandoned', including tools and bags of nuts and bolts. Some strange sort of scent and chew fetish I guess!

Glad she can't reach his cell phone or remotes!


Beautiful girl, pretty smile.
So sweet, even is she is naughty.

James stepped out of the house and wondered what I was about. After I pointed out "Madonna's bra" to James, he gave an exasperated sigh and muttered, "Zor".

Of course, she's been following him and since he's standing still for a moment observing the crime scene, AND mentions her name.... Zor wisks up to his side and immediately leans on him heartily with a huge happy grin on her face.

And what does he do? He's rubbing her ears while he's telling her what a naughty brat she is.

Must be love.

Labels: Chewing, Zor