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  <title>Never   s t a t i c</title>
  <subtitle>A l w a y s   moving</subtitle>
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    <name>moonlightopal</name>
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  <updated>2012-08-11T07:23:59Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:118395</id>
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    <title>I'm dragging this journal out of retirement for one post.</title>
    <published>2012-08-11T07:23:59Z</published>
    <updated>2012-08-11T07:23:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">While taking my dog out for a walk, we came across a stray dog, who clearly had been underfed and poorly cared for. He followed us home &amp;nbsp;and James and I decided that we would try to find a shelter for him. well after trying to do that all morning, we both came to the conclusion that Australia sucks in terms of shelters. They were either full or no one there because it is a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Att his point, we discovered that the stray we picked up was throwing up and that he had a few skin lesions. So James and I bit the bullet and took him to our vet. We got him so antinausea meds, and some deworming tablets and some flea meds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He needs a bath and several good meals as well as needs to be fixed. He is a shar pei &amp;nbsp;x staffy mix and will probably need surgery for his eyes since he gets the rolled over eyelids and he might have a skin condition for the rest of his life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we are also already getting attached to him. James has taken to calling him Atlas. And the dog has sort of taken to me already as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, we were worried about finances back when we first got Tiburon. Since then, we have become much more financially stable, but we don&amp;#39;t know if we can afford another dog. Especially since we were talking about having kids within a year or so. Also, my mother in law will&amp;nbsp;probably&amp;nbsp;hit the roof &amp;nbsp;if she finds out we have two dogs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he needs TLC and is a real sweetie and has suffered enough. I&amp;#39;d hate to see him put down, or returned to his neglectful owner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... I sort of have an idea as to who his owner is or at the very least as to the house that he is from but I know for a fact that he is being neglected there. He is underfed with no collar or microchipping and no desexing. He has fleas and skin problems and has not been socialized very well with other dogs. (People he is okay with) He sort of adapted to Tiburon though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the two boys: Tiburon being the black and tan and ... the stray (Atlas) being the starved brindle shar pei mix.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="P8110034" border="0" src="https://ic.pics.livejournal.com/moonlightopal/10938164/73980/original.jpg" title="P8110034" fetchpriority="high" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:118196</id>
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    <title>Tiburon/park</title>
    <published>2012-07-13T16:33:55Z</published>
    <updated>2012-07-13T16:33:55Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:117950</id>
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    <title>Abandon Ship!</title>
    <published>2012-06-28T14:15:30Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-28T14:16:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay. I&amp;#39;ve had it with LJ being crap. I try to post something over 15 times and it wouldn&amp;#39;t post. So for all intents and purposes, I am going to be moving my journal more or less permanently to Dreamwidth. I will still check my friend list daily and keep up with posts and communities but from now on, I will no longer be posting journal stuff here. It is just too frustrating and annoying to have to put up with and I shouldn&amp;#39;t have to, especially since I was a paid user for so, so very long.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us see how long this will take to post.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my journal on Dreamwidth is SIlvermoonshade if you&amp;#39;re curious. Otherwise you can get ahold of me separately at Silvermoonshade@yahoo.com or via Facebook as well via the same email addy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit it only took me 8 attempts to post this!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:117698</id>
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    <title>moonlightopal @ 2012-06-28T15:29:00</title>
    <published>2012-06-28T07:29:40Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-28T07:29:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I was cleaning up the backyard of last night&amp;#39;s puppy playdate and I made two very annoying discoveries. The first is that Tiburon intoduced Kaser to his new fun and exciting activity of shredding up the foam padding for the carpet we are throwing away as we are replacing it with wooden floors. The back yard was littered with bits of foam padding everywhere.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;After cleaning the worst of it up, I then made my second discovery while doing the rounds with the pooper scooper. One of the puppies, (most likely Tiburon) seems to have gotten into something they shouldn&amp;#39;t have which resulted in hard plasticy crap in their poo. Not certain what it was but there was green yellow and orangy bits in the &amp;nbsp;poo and it was all broken up so it was hard to make out what it might have been. Tiburon has been off his feed a little bit the last few days on in that he hasn&amp;#39;t been as gungho about eating everything in 30 seconds flat, hence my thinking that it was most likely him with the upset bowels (as well as the poop being smaller than what I&amp;#39;ve seen Kaser produce).&lt;br /&gt;Either way I informed our friend of the potential plastic in poo and am watching Tiburon just in case. He appears to be fine, running around and wanting to play like a nut as usual but seems to be keeping up his practice of eating his food at a slightly more sedate pace. Regardless I am now watching him closely. Thus far, the two times I have seen him poop today, he has been going like normal, so maybe the danger might have passed.&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I knew what it was that had been eaten so that I could know who did the devouring. It really didn&amp;#39;t look like anything Tiburon might have access too, but then he has been digging in the yard and chewing on lots of random stuff lately.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He really is living up to his name. I am kind of glad we didn&amp;#39;t name him Loki.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:117334</id>
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    <title>Round 2 of baking treats!</title>
    <published>2012-06-27T06:23:36Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-27T06:23:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;So, I did round 2 of baking treats for the dog, this time using a second recipe that involved babyfood. I got a pumpkin,potato, beef mix to try for Tiburon. It was not as easy as the peanut butter banana ones even though it just needed 2 main ingredients. At first it was a really really dry mixture so I added just a little bit of water and it instantly turned into a sticky disaster that took copious amounts of flour to eventually even out. Half way through, I ran out of wholemeal flour so I ended up using white flour and some oat flakes to compensate. In the end the biscuits turned out alright. SOme were left int he oven too long and turned really hard, but the rest were just a little soft.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still don&amp;#39;t have any cookie cutters so I just used a milk bottle cap to make the rounded shapes this time around as opposed to cutting them. Last time the treats ended up looking like bad cubism art since I apparently cannot cut straight to save my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don&amp;#39;t know if I should recommend these treats given the troubles I had with them, but the recipe is really simple:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 cups 100% organic whole wheat flour (or wheat germ, or spelt, or rolled oats, or a mixture of these, etc.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 (4oz) jars of pureed baby food - beef, blueberry, sweet potato, chicken - whatever. Just make sure there are no onions/onion powder in it*. &amp;nbsp;Avoid any with artificial preservatives (should be easy, most are just pureed veggies and water).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Directions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Preheat oven to 350&amp;deg;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Mix together to form a stiff dough. If necessary, add extra flour or water as needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. On a lightly floured surface, roll out dough to about a 1/4 inch thick. Use cookie cutters to cut into desired shape or a pizza cutter to make cubes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Line a cookie sheet with parchment paper, place treats about 1/2 inch apart. Bake for 20 - 25 minutes. &amp;nbsp;Allow to cool completely before storing in a paper bag (storing in an air-tight container will make them soft, but they&amp;#39;re still edible).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easy, right? &amp;nbsp;Now this is where you can get creative! &amp;nbsp;Consider including grated carrots or sweet potatoes, a little bit of parsley (which supposedly helps with bad breath), blueberries, or some of that homemade peanut butter!&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:117018</id>
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    <title>Life is a dream</title>
    <published>2012-06-25T05:00:09Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-25T05:00:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sometimes I feel as if life is one big dream that I am walking through and every so often, I stop to ponder that thought.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:116850</id>
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    <title>Baking</title>
    <published>2012-06-20T16:41:44Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-20T16:41:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Usually when I bake something, be it cupcakes or brownies, I usually follow a box recipe with minimal effort put in. The food is always delicious and there is very little mess to clean up, so it is all good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to my dog however, I turn into a crazy pet mom. I ran out of dog treats for Tiburon a few days ago and decided that I should just make some of my own as it would be a treat for both of us and rather fun. Unfortunately I was out of pretty much any major ingredient I needed depending on the recipe. I had to wait until today to go to the store to buy all the things I was missing for the dog treats (mainly peanut butter, wholemeal/wheat flour and milk).&lt;br /&gt;Although it is an easy recipe, it was still a DIY. I think the last time I used a rolling pin was back when I made sugar cookies for Christmas with my mom when I was 12-13. Thankfully my mad baking skills are still ingrained and I managed to remember all the steps required to rolling my own dough and to keep it from getting too sticky. (I wonder if I could have put it in the bread mixer to mix the dough faster than my paltry attempts with the hand mixer that kept getting stuck?)&lt;br /&gt;The result so far? Pretty tasty looking dog treats that smell of peanut butter!&lt;br /&gt;My only regret is that I didn&amp;#39;t get a cookie cutter, so my dog treats are funny shapes since I can&amp;#39;t cut a straight line if you drew it for me and we don&amp;#39;t have a pizza cutter. It is cliche to use the &amp;#39;doggy bone&amp;#39; cookie cutter for dog treats, so I am thinking of either getting a heart shaped cookie cutter or maybe a dog shaped one for the next batch of treats. Might even rock a star or something.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recipe by the way is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup Smooth or Crunchy Peanut butter (I think I&amp;#39;ll use smooth next time for a better dough consistency)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup Milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Ripe Banana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Cups Whole Wheat Flour (Do not use white flour) (I used wholemeal because it was wholemeal or white at the store with no wheat flour to be seen anywhere)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tbsp Baking Powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(or if you get self raising flour, cut out the baking powder)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recipe:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blend together milk, banana, and peanut butter until creamy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slowly add flour (about a 1/2 cup at a time) and blend until dough forms. (it was at this point that my handmixer about had a heartattack mixing the dough as the flour made it super sticky.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roll out and cut shapes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bake at 375f (190c) for 10-14 minutes (or 20 if youy have an oven that is from around the 70&amp;#39;s :()&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:116569</id>
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    <title>Play time!</title>
    <published>2012-06-18T10:56:23Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-18T10:56:23Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">So Today was the second time I took Tibby to the park to play with other dogs. I got there early and walked him, sort of in an effort to get some of his nervous energy out of him and also to have some one on one social interaction with him. Today was only Maisy a kelpie mix and Bella a german shepherd, there but it was fun for Tibby even though he was being rather shy and a total momma&amp;#39;s boy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was still walking him, I came across a white lab that I&amp;#39;ve seen near a series of homes next to the heron reserve. The last time Tibby and the lab met, Tiburon went nuts trying to get the lab to play while the lab was reluctant at best. This time around, the lab instigated the play and I ended up having to fish Tiburon out of the backyard that is apparently the lab&amp;#39;s home. (I later learned that the lab&amp;#39;s name was Carla from Bella&amp;#39;s owner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group meets every evening and the dogs play for an hour or so. It&amp;#39;s all good fun and it is great for Tibby to get some extra exercise since I&amp;#39;m not a runner or a bike rider (old knee injury).</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:116317</id>
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    <title>Success!</title>
    <published>2012-06-18T07:13:20Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-18T07:13:20Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">One kong chew toy + treats + peanut butter = one occupied dog for an hour now.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:116205</id>
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    <title>The good the bad and the sick.</title>
    <published>2012-06-16T16:42:48Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-16T16:42:48Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">To celebrate our birthdays and our housewarming, James and I had a party. Unfortunately it was not as much fun as it could have been (for me at least) as I spent most of the night wrangling the dog and keeping him boxed up in various rooms (I&amp;#39;d take him out to drink, eat and go to the bathroom) I finally had enough or torturing my dog and just brought him out with his leash and harness. At first it was attention overload and he was jumping on people and licking and being mildly annoying, but things got better for him as the night progressed, and the people not afraid of our&amp;nbsp;excited&amp;nbsp;puppy actually took time to pet, socialize and meet him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can understand people being afraid of dogs and I can understand people not liking being jumped up on or being licked, but we will never break these habits unless he is socialized and taught not to do those things. He needs to know that lots of people or a new person is not a big deal, and I think e will get it over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually Tibby got to the point where I just let him off the leash and let him mingle after he had calmed down a bit. To my immense relief, the worst dog phobic person left soon after and I think Tibby actually calmed down a lot from that. He had a bad scare or was hurt pretty badly or something when one of our friends &amp;nbsp;left and shut the front screen door in his face or on his paw or something. He freaked out big time and yelped and carried on for a good10-20 seconds. At the moment he is shy of our front door and event he livingroom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn&amp;#39;t all bad for him however. He got lots of pets from dog friendly people as I said before and even bits of bread given to him in the guise of training. I felt horrible hearing him yelp like that, and I expected to see a bloody paw or a nose or a broken toe the way he was carrying on. However he is fine and sleeping perfectly content on his blanket in the office. (Yes he has a blanket in the office and one in the bedroom as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because our friends come in a large variety of people from James&amp;#39; highschool friends to people we met online, obvious little cliques began to form after awhile, which annoyed me, especially when people decided to &amp;#39;escape the party&amp;#39; by disappearing into my spare room to &amp;#39;escape the annoying people&amp;#39;. My spare room was cluttered, messy and full of clothes that needed to be folded and that I was int he process of sorting before the party started, so I was less than amused at the cavalier use of my house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One friend pretended to be drunker than he was, just to annoy the people who eventually&amp;nbsp;disappeared&amp;nbsp;into my spare room and another friend ended up being far drunker than anyone thought when he decided to be ill in my kitchen, my toilet and in my backyard -.- Currently, he is sleeping off the worst of it in the same spare room I kicked people out of (yay for futons).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the night sounded negative, it actually was pretty enjoyable. I got to see a few old friends of mine who made the night automatically better for me, the dog was super relaxed after awhile and the night ended fairly well. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also forgot to mention that Before the party started, I took Tibby for an evening walk which is something &amp;nbsp;normally don&amp;#39;t do because his car chasing &amp;nbsp;starts to get progressively worse, anyway, while I was out, I met the local social dog group! Tiburon was really shy and awkward at first, but I think seeing the group will help him become a much better dog, especially if he burns off some excess energy running around with a bunch of other dogs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get a sign that says &amp;#39;Dogs welcome, People tolerated.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:115728</id>
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    <title>Birthday!</title>
    <published>2012-06-14T13:21:08Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-14T13:21:08Z</updated>
    <category term="fun"/>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Today was my birthday and to celebrate, our friend Mark came over with his puppy Kaser. Tibby and Kaser had a blast playing all through out the house even though it ended up cold wet and rainy. The two puppies didn&amp;#39;t care about the rain as they ran a muck both inside and outside.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;James came home and made t-bone steaks with green beans, broccoli and roasted potato wedges. For desert James brought home a double choc cake loaf, blueberry muffins and lamingtons.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a pretty good day, even with it getting cloudy and rainy half way through.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;As a birthday present to myself I am getting the hoodie with the kelpie on it from Cartoonizemypet.com and a coffee mug that says I &amp;lt;3 Tiburon on it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a pretty good day.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:115472</id>
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    <title>Nosebump!</title>
    <published>2012-06-13T04:52:26Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-13T04:53:50Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I&amp;#39;ve been teaching Tiburon to &amp;#39;nosebump&amp;#39; where we touch our noses together when I give the command nosebump! Kind of like fist bump, but for dogs! It is completely silly and some might think it gross (especially&amp;nbsp;when he licks as well) but I like it and I think of it as a unique experience for the two of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me want to get the doggy tag that says &amp;#39;if you can read this, I will lick you!&amp;#39;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:115272</id>
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    <title>Sunshine and walkies!</title>
    <published>2012-06-13T03:24:26Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-13T03:24:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So there is a bit of sunshine today which inspired me to do laundry and to take the dog out for a lengthy walk. It sprinkled a little as we were walking, but not serous enough to even touch the ground. On our walk I saw the damage that the wind had done to a few trees. Branches everywhere and one tree had been felled out in the heron reserve that is attached to the park which is attached to the school. I can&amp;#39;t wait to &amp;nbsp;get a working camera so I can take a picture of Tibby&amp;#39;s play land.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I just need to teach Mr. Tibbs to do leg changes and I could enter him in for dressage. He loves to canter around me in circles with what ever toy he is currently playing keepaway with.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So far this is our routine:&lt;br /&gt;Walk down a few streets to get to park.&lt;br /&gt;Get to park, depending on traffic, on the busy road, Tibby is on or off leash as soon as we hit park.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Go through tunnel under busy street to get to huge open fields&lt;br /&gt;Tibby is then off leash regardless of traffic&lt;br /&gt;Tibby then spends about 5-10 minutes running in circles around me as we slowly walk from one end of the school green to the park green.&lt;br /&gt;Get to the park green(this one has the playground on it) and Tiburon is finally generous enough to let me play fetch with him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Go through the park green and then circle around heron reserve lake.&lt;br /&gt;Distract Tibby from leaping up side of fence dog (I though this dog was on a trampoline the first time I saw it jumping up... no.. it is spring boarding off the fence.)&lt;br /&gt;Go through school green this time.&lt;br /&gt;And then repeat in reverse park steps.&lt;br /&gt;Overall walk: roughly an hour give or take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heron reserve is just pond really, but I have seen all kinds of water birds including black swans which Perth is famous for.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:114925</id>
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    <title>Bad habits are getting worse.</title>
    <published>2012-06-07T13:15:03Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-07T13:15:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Some of Tibby&amp;#39;s bad habits are starting to get a little out of hand. He is starting to bite/nip/ lunge for faces and fingers more and more. Making loud noises like ow! or yelping like a puppy are not really working anymore. He thinks we&amp;#39;re playing now, even when he is starting to bite hard enough to leave marks and the ows are no longer faked.&lt;br /&gt;He also gets switched &amp;#39;on&amp;#39; into play mode and just wont stop. When we don&amp;#39;t continue to play with him, he gets frustrated and barks, whimpers and whines to get our attention. He also starts to get a hold of stuff to get our attention. Picking up shoes and trying to run away with them, &amp;nbsp;going after socks, biting his blanket, chewing on books, trying to chew on pillows, jumping on furniture, jumping on us when we sit down, or when someone comes over (or James gets back from work).&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it isn&amp;#39;t a snap your fingers quick fix but I didn&amp;#39;t think he would get progressively worse instead of better. He is backsliding quite a bit. Today was an absolute nightmare to walk him as he was outright lunging and barking as cars passed us by. I tried everything, distracting him with treats, stopping and waiting for the car to pass, putting him in the sit mode and petting him to try and keep his attention on me and none of it worked. He is also pulling on his leash when we go for walks now, its so bad that he actually pulled a muscle in my shoulder (that or the flying leap at a car did it).&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought getting him fixed would reduce his aggression levels, but now they are skyrocketing. Also int he last two days he has begun to ignore simple commands like &amp;#39;drop it&amp;#39; when he has a toy in his mouth. or &amp;#39;sit&amp;#39;. Things like &amp;#39;come&amp;#39; is hit and miss with him as is &amp;#39;lie down&amp;#39;. He gets absolutely horrible when anyone new comes over, constantly jumping up in spite of being told to get down or being ignored (he then starts barking).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smoked marrow bone we got him is boring now and he refuses to play with it for longer than a few seconds, he just wants to play tug of war with his rope toy (or run around smacking himself in the head with it...) He like a pig ear we bought him.. but that lasted maybe 10 minutes before he had completely chewed it up and devoured it. We lost the oversized tennis ball into some bushes, he tore up the normal sized one so that its just shreds in our office... and I am waiting for the kong chew toy to arrive hopefully any day now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am out of my depth with him it seems and I need help with a trainer I think. The only problem now is finding one that wont cost an arm and a leg. I can google tips and tricks and how to train my dog until my fingers fall off, but in reality that isn&amp;#39;t actual help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really depresses me that he has regressed so much in just 2 days. I dread to think what the rest of winter will have in store for us if this is just the beginning.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:114370</id>
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    <title>Arglebargle</title>
    <published>2012-06-06T02:23:53Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-06T02:23:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Apparently whatever has been making Tiburon into a neurotic barking psycho dog has not abated from yesterday. I think i treally is his hyper activity that has made him run around our living room barking and trying to nip at me (so much that I was afraid he might actually bite me)&lt;br /&gt;I want to take him for a walk but it is cold, windy and rainy and the park will be nothing but mud at the moment. I might have to bite the bullet and street walk him which will mean a long, long walk out in the cold and rain but that is the only thing I can think of to calm him down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wont play in the backyard by himself. If I am not out there with him he sits by the door and whimper whines. I think he has developed a case of SA. -.- yay for behavior issues.&lt;br /&gt;Ah well I better walk him or something. He is being an absolute beast today. &amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:114122</id>
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    <title>Feral day</title>
    <published>2012-06-05T06:54:26Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-05T06:54:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tibby is definitely having one of hi feral days. When he isn&amp;#39;t barking at me, he is trying to leap at my face, shred his blanket, steal socks, shred the flyscreen on our screen door, get out of the house and run away to investigate other dogs. All in all it is a &amp;#39;I want to endlessly play and run a muck &amp;nbsp;and mommy isn&amp;#39;t a puppy of boundless energy and wont let me&amp;#39; sort of day. The worst thing is when he finally does settle down, he falls instantly asleep only to wake up with even more energy.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:113811</id>
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    <title>Bad day</title>
    <published>2012-06-05T04:03:31Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-05T04:03:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tiburon has been having one of &amp;#39;those&amp;#39; days. The I don&amp;#39;t want to listen to mommy. I&amp;#39;m going to bark like a nut and get out and then go chasing and playing with another dog -.- I had to chase him to a yard with the owner of the other dog who is named Jack, And then pick him up and carry him back across the street to the house because his recall was nonexistent. I&amp;#39;m just lucky enough the one car that went by during the encounter went slow enough just in case the two dogs decided to bolt into the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack apparently jumped his fence and got out, while Tiburon escaped as I was coming in after taking the garbage out. He wanted to go socialize with the two &lt;strike&gt;rats&lt;/strike&gt;, Jack russels across the street who did not look like they wanted to play at all when Jack rocked up &amp;nbsp;and they started playing and then tried to start mounting each other... both are fixed... boy dogs.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happily enough both dogs are back in their respective homes and I met one of my neighbors.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:113527</id>
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    <title>Psycho dog mom is psycho. </title>
    <published>2012-06-04T03:10:46Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-04T03:10:46Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I realize that I have been posting a crap ton about Tibby as of late. Can&amp;#39;t help it being an excited pet mom. It&amp;#39;s great to have a dog again and he makes me so happy so I can ignore some of the crappier things life has been throwing at me and my family. Honestly, I don&amp;#39;t know how I would be coping without his constant love affection and annoying habits to distract me. So if I seem like the psycho pet mom or crazy dog lady, please understand, it is because, I really am a crazy pet mom who loves her furry child =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to randomly change the topic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="https://ic.pics.livejournal.com/moonlightopal/10938164/71808/original.jpg" title="" fetchpriority="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Femris nnnfff....</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:113270</id>
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    <title>Airport and karma</title>
    <published>2012-06-03T03:58:11Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-03T03:58:11Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So the inlaws came home from China today. We had to be up by 4:30 am to get to the airport on time (thank you Mr. Tibbs for waking me up at 4 so you could pee....) We got to the airport only to discover that their flight had been delayed an extra 20 minutes. James and I grabbed some coffee from Dome and waited them out. It was 6:30 am by the time we left the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at the parents for a little bit. Listened to their talk about China and how their trip went, shared a very nice cup of jasmine tea (omg sooooo good) and then loaded up &amp;nbsp;chest of drawers onto the roof of the car and went on our merry way home. Tibby behaved for the most part, only attacking our dinging table once and eating a tortilla that was left there within his reach.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took pity on him and took his cone of shame off so that he could scratch at his ears and relax a little bit. He was so happy to have it off. He kept wanting us to scratch and pet his neck and ears. I guess they have been bothering him with it on. I then took him for a walk without the cone and it was THE BEST WALK EVER (according to Tibbs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#39;m debating putting the cone back on him. He pretty much ignores his stitches and only gets irritated by the cone because it snags on stuff and he scrapes it against walls or runs James and I over with the edge of it. I have bruises on my calf from him trying to pass me and ramming me with the cone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As a cute aside, I&amp;#39;ve been teaching Tiburon to &amp;#39;nose bump&amp;#39; instead of fist bump! We bump or touch our noses together. He&amp;#39;s gotten really good at complying when I go &amp;#39;nose bump!&amp;#39; Completely useless trick but it&amp;#39;s cute and funny to do with him. He is listening much better overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Some kids who were being little turds yesterday got a pretty funny scare (and so did Tibs a little). YEsterday when we went for our walk, two kids one on a bike and one on rollerblades ripped past us making noise (shouting and going as fast as they could) in a tunnel that echoes horribly and scares Tibby. They saw us go in and came after us a few seconds later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Tibbs was off leash as we were about to go through the tunnel when the kid with rollerblades came through. Tibby being the &amp;#39;its moving! nut that he is&amp;#39; semi chased after him and startled the crap out of the kid. Then the kid with the bike came up and was startled because tibby was in the path so he had to swerve. No one was hurt and all Tibby wanted to do was play, tail wagging, all happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be fair, Tiburon was startled by the bike and came running back to me with his tail between his legs and his ears down, looking back at the bike like it wanted to eat him. So Tibbs got a lesson that bikes aren&amp;#39;t for chasing and those two snotty kids had karma give them a warning rumble.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a note, I only let Tibbs off leash in the park so that he can run around and play ball and usually he has pretty good recall, especially for only having him a little over week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:113145</id>
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    <title>Farms, Tiburon, and feet oh my!</title>
    <published>2012-06-02T08:03:36Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-02T08:03:36Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>S.P.O.C.K.-Queen of Space</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I can&amp;#39;t wait for Tibby&amp;#39;s cone of shame to come off. We have a friend of ours staying in 200 acres of farm about 20 or so minutes away from us in a beautiful area. We went there without Tiburon yesterday evening and it is just amazing. Tibby will have a blast running around there and playing with my friend Mark&amp;#39;s dog Caser and the resident dog there named Gracy. We&amp;#39;re slated to go next Saturday after our friend gets off work. Tibby will have his stitches out Sat morning so it will be all good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The farm is amazing. It has this huge old Australian single story farmhouse mansion that was starting to be fixed up before it was left to start falling into ruin. The floors are a gorgeous hardwood (jarrah) and a lot of the bathrooms were redone with fresh pluming and stone work before it was abandoned. I wish our camera was working as getting pictures would have been amazing. Unfortunately it is dangerous to roam too freely in as the ceiling is collapsing in places due to water damage.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiburon exhibited the kelpie jumping instinct for the first time today as well. We went over to the in laws to take care of their place while they are in China and as I was trying to get him to do down some steps, he instead insisted upon jumping down off the porch. It was only about 21/2 feet but I&amp;#39;m sitting there cringing and worrying about him pulling his stitches.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time, he tried to jump up onto the porch rather than use the stairs, only he wasn&amp;#39;t so successful. He managed to jump up onto the &amp;nbsp;very edge of the porch, balance there for about 2 seconds (on the tips of the toes) and then lost his balance and had to let his hind legs drop down. He then let his front paws drop back down and then stood there a second looking guilty. I tried to get to him before he fell, again worried about his stitches, but he is perfectly fine and finally opted to start using the stairs like a sane dog. I checked his stitches for tearing/pulling, redness, etc anyway just because I am paranoid. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tibby is so over having the cone on his head too. He wants to stratch his ears and neck in piece. When we got home, he started trying to scratch his ear with a hind foot, or perhaps wanted to nibble on his hind foot, I&amp;#39;m not certain, but somehow he ended up with his hind foot in his mouth more than once. James and I were laughing hysterically the entire time as he was sitting there chewing on his foot. He apparently had an itch on one of his toes or something? But at one point he looked like he was sucking on his toes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to be on the safe side, I checked his feet just to make sure he didn&amp;#39;t have anything in his paw or anythorn or brambles.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:112654</id>
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    <title>SIGH</title>
    <published>2012-06-02T00:01:39Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-02T00:01:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why, why out of ALL my books in my library (albeit it is a small one) does Tiburon chose the Silmarillion to try and eat?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:112538</id>
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    <title>I so want like everything I can get from this site with a Kelpie on it</title>
    <published>2012-06-01T02:38:16Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-01T02:38:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align:center;line-height:150%"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/cartoon_australian_cattle_dog_kelpie_tshirt-235989806694624335?gl=CartoonizeMyPet&amp;amp;rf=238903842502280789" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; &lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/910b698f62dbf92c90cce0734965659ff8406f426ed5e3822b83a7bfbfdb43d5/P2WlxyVijxKvg25p98dfWEMdsf-ah7h0zUKUCahQjtPb9lbXmszqC0s0FEh4EHJwo1FBjjzSagJLIlENiQw3-nkLhHDwM-yN_VNVmwVyIhv-B66LtZRI3zxS60QmNm9PpBjp92IVe8lyDTYWP0XI5gJ-1hZ-V_EihS82xxD3SoWa86__:ajWkpvzkeDZJ9pe-_TP-FQ" alt="Cartoon Australian Cattle Dog / Kelpie Hooded Sweatshirts" style="border:0;" fetchpriority="high" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/cartoon_australian_cattle_dog_kelpie_tshirt-235989806694624335?gl=CartoonizeMyPet&amp;amp;rf=238903842502280789" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Cartoon Australian Cattle Dog / Kelpie Hooded Sweatshirts&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/cartoonizemypet?rf=238903842502280789" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;CartoonizeMyPet&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Make a &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/custom/tshirts?rf=238903842502280789" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;tee shirt design&lt;/a&gt; from Zazzle. &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:112181</id>
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    <title>Dreamwidth</title>
    <published>2012-06-01T01:26:48Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-01T01:26:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, because one of my favorite comms is moving to Dreamwidth, I decided to get a dreamwidth account and check out the place. It&amp;#39;s like LJ... but less annoying. If it wasn&amp;#39;t for the group of people here and the comms that I am part of, I might even make the move there a more serious affair. We&amp;#39;ll see how it goes. Live journal has been giving me so many problems lately that do not exist on DW. &amp;nbsp;I know I could use openID to sign in on DW with my LJ account or some such, but I just went and stole my original user name of Silvermoonshade back. I&amp;#39;d change the name of this journal here to Silvermoonshade (again... I deleted the old journal to get rid of stalkers... and then again when the found me on my other journal name....), but I am not forking over $$$ to get it back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, SIlvermoonshade is the name at DW... I have no friends, I am alone!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:111726</id>
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    <title>Happy owner!</title>
    <published>2012-05-31T04:28:19Z</published>
    <updated>2012-05-31T04:28:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay this will sound silly but Tiburon just went pee by himself for the first time that I know of. Every other time he has needed Iames or I to play with him for a few minutes before he realizes that he has to go. It&amp;#39;s a great thing since it means he understands and is getting housebroken nicely. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must sound like &amp;nbsp;complete nut job.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moonlightopal:111375</id>
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    <title>O.o</title>
    <published>2012-05-31T03:10:04Z</published>
    <updated>2012-05-31T03:10:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tiburon is sound asleep on his blanket whimpering, whining and twitching. Such an excitable dog, even in his sleep.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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