Walter and Posie on a walk through the bog.
Walter and Posie are thriving and extremely active. Here are some recent pictures of them at Ponkapoag Bog boardwalk … “ponkapoag” rhymes with “bog.”
Although most of our morning hikes are adjacent to water (Wellesley reservoir, Charles River trails, ponds at Noanet on the way to the peak, the xc ski trails in NH), this infrequent spot was of particular interest to them. It is a mile-long marsh boardwalk. They loved it but were patient enough to let me get a few snapshots with the iPhone.
I’m giving you informal measurements, but from the front paw to the shoulders on Walter is 18.5″ or 19″ — on Posie 16″.
–Erin Clarke Gordon
Posie poses on the boardwalk
Merry Christmas from the Gordons!
Walter and Posie with the Gordons
The puppies are six months. Posie (Daesha) was one of the tiny puppies in this litter, and you can see at half a year that she is still petite. Erin describes her: “Posie must be French Kooiker, because her figure is just as trim and leggy as a Parisienne.”
Walter (Deacon) takes more after his daddy, and is a big, solid kooiker!
Walter and Posie when they were four months old
The puppies at six months
It’s hard to believe Walter and Posie have been with us for over a month. And, yet, it’s hard to believe we haven’t had them all along!
The puppies [nee Deacon and Daesha] had a seamless transition into their new family and their new home. Which is not to say it hasn’t been a typical puppy progression — some late night wake-up’s and house-training accidents and a lovely hook rug that was de-hooked by curious teeth. But the damage has been contained and the joy has been uncontained.
True to the breed, Walter and Posie have been game for joining us on a variety of adventures. They’ve been hiking and canoeing and playing in the surf and have logged quite a few loops in the neighborhood where they already have some favorite play-mates. Their typical morning routine includes a loop around the reservoir at Wellesley College where there are some very friendly dogs and people, and quite a few who have now met a Kooikerhondje. Hopefully we are not spreading an awful mis-pronunciation of the breed!
Bringing littermates into the family was a move that many people recommended against; the established concern is that the dogs will bond with one another rather than the owner, and that training will be more difficult. It is true that Walter and Posie have bonded with each other very strongly. They are very close and they turned to each other in the early days in unfamiliar surroundings, after leaving Bianca, then Yorick, and their beloved siblings. But they are such affectionate and obedient dogs that it would be a stretch to say there is any lack of bonding between each of them and each of us. Their training is on schedule — with formal classes beginning in a few weeks. When called to “come” in the middle of a game, they do give a glance to each other before deciding to come — so I won’t say the expert advice is without its merits. And we may need to separate them for obedience training. But we can’t imagine life without either of them. My husband, skeptical from the start, has repeatedly noted that he’s “shocked how well it’s all worked out with these puppies.”
Commonwealth Avenue in Boston's Back Bay
So that’s our report from Dover, MA. We will be unable to come to the October event as David is running the Chicago marathon that weekend. But we are all eager to stay in touch with Rosewood Kooikers and would love the excuse for an outing if any of the other pups or distant relatives are interested. Rose knows how to reach me; I seem to have become a somewhat regular nuisance in her life!
Thanks, Rosewood, Bianca, Yorick, and your amazing families. Creatures this tremendous, loving, adaptable, and fun couldn’t have come from just anyone, anywhere. You are all a special breed.
–Erin Clarke Gordon
Today the last of the puppies left our house in Harrisonburg. Daesha and Deacon went to Massachusetts to live with the Gordon family.
The final two with Yorick and the Gordons
Tom and Claire are twins, so these fuzzy litter-mates feel right at home!
Today Rosewood had a visit from Wendy Pendelton, who competes in agility with her Golden Retreiver, Cheetah. Wendy and Cheetah (MACH 2) competed in the European Open in the Czech Republic in 2010. Wendy and her friend, Toni, came to evaluate the puppies for their aptitude in the sport of agility.
The Agility Tunnel
They spread out equipment all over the yard, and let the puppies explore.
Maybe the mouth of the tunnel reminds them of the endenkooi trap!
Are there ducks in there somewhere?
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Here is Deasha when she visited Harrisonburg, Virginia on her way home. On Sept. 28, she weighed 3.07 pounds at her vet check.
Daesha's Right Side
Daesha's Left Side
Daesha's Face, Eight Weeks
I do solemnly affirm . . .
Daesha regards herself in a summer puddle.
Looking out at a Bigger World
Everyone Needs a Drink--Especially Mom!
The Two Littlest, Daesha and Dragon, hang together.
Yorick, the kids, and I took a road trip to see Yorick’s puppies in Statesboro, GA.
Four By Eight
We picked up Jorie’s son Brett along the way. Jorie, on the home stretch to finishing her doctoral degree and with a boxful of demanding puppies in her study, hosted us graciously. The puppies and the boys got some good inter-species socialization!
Jorie and Rose, Litter D
I guess Yorick and Bianca took a cue from their prospective peeps to further populate the world with sons. Between us, Jorie and I have nine sons! Here are my four boys with Brett, whom Jorie adopted into her large family as a young adult. Yorick and Bianca round out the portrait with their seven sons and Daesha!
Jorie, Bianca, and Daesha with more boys than anyone knows what to do with!
Puppy Ten: Daesha, Female, 10:48, 3.28 oz.
Daesha was so small at birth that she would have died were it not for Jorie’s persistence. She gave the tiny, limp puppy tiny heart compressions, swung her gently between the palms of her hands to get fluid out of her lungs, and coaxed her back to life!
Jorie hand fed her, and her equally tiny brother, Dragon, until they were ready to drink on their own. Jorie spent the first few nights in the whelping box with the puppies to make sure the littlest ones got the care they needed and didn’t get squashed by their much bigger siblings.