Monday, June 29, 2009
Middies first adventure
MIDDIES FIRST ADVENTURE.
BY
Mrs. Sue Forgan
Having been a Chow Chow owner for 13 years, of two dignified and stately animals did not however prepare me for the advent of Meltari Midnight. "Midnight " or "Midi" as we fondly call him, arrived at our home five months ago. He was four months old then and very cuddly looking, as Chow Chow puppies usually are. The problem was that he was unapproachable. He barked viciously and bit too! It took a very wary three weeks to win his confidence but eventually he saw things our way and decided we were not planning anything - other than love and devotion.
He ate voraciously and bloomed, with much pampering and plenty of exercise. We thought he as growing into a very good dog and thoughts turned to the show ring. We walked him on his leash, gave a few commands to obey and watched him going from strength to strength. As the date for the open show at Goldfields drew closer, we groomed him more often and more thoroughly, and bathed him and groomed some more.
Eventually the big day arrived. We were quite nervous, my husband and I, as we had never shown a dog before. Looking at the opponent puppy, made us more nervous and we thought- "ah well, he probably will be placed second, it is experience for him". So imagine our joy and elation when he was chosen as best puppy, and given 3 Seconds in S.A. Bred, Open and Novice sections respectively. Our apologies if we overdid the joyous bit, but we were so delighted! Here's hoping he will improve and grow even more delightful as time passes, and use this opportunity to compliment other Chow owners on their gorgeous dogs!
BY
Mrs. Sue Forgan
Having been a Chow Chow owner for 13 years, of two dignified and stately animals did not however prepare me for the advent of Meltari Midnight. "Midnight " or "Midi" as we fondly call him, arrived at our home five months ago. He was four months old then and very cuddly looking, as Chow Chow puppies usually are. The problem was that he was unapproachable. He barked viciously and bit too! It took a very wary three weeks to win his confidence but eventually he saw things our way and decided we were not planning anything - other than love and devotion.
He ate voraciously and bloomed, with much pampering and plenty of exercise. We thought he as growing into a very good dog and thoughts turned to the show ring. We walked him on his leash, gave a few commands to obey and watched him going from strength to strength. As the date for the open show at Goldfields drew closer, we groomed him more often and more thoroughly, and bathed him and groomed some more.
Eventually the big day arrived. We were quite nervous, my husband and I, as we had never shown a dog before. Looking at the opponent puppy, made us more nervous and we thought- "ah well, he probably will be placed second, it is experience for him". So imagine our joy and elation when he was chosen as best puppy, and given 3 Seconds in S.A. Bred, Open and Novice sections respectively. Our apologies if we overdid the joyous bit, but we were so delighted! Here's hoping he will improve and grow even more delightful as time passes, and use this opportunity to compliment other Chow owners on their gorgeous dogs!
The destructive itch
THE DESTRUCTIVE ITCH
In August last year, we had a constant young visitor, who at the time worked with my son, Well he loved the Chows and would sit for hours rubbing their tummies and ears, this was fine and the dogs loved it, but unfortunately we did not realize the damage this was going to cause our dogs over the next few months. Unknown to any of us this young man had Scabies and he passed the mite on to our dogs.
Scabies or Sarcoptic Mange is a disease caused by a microscopic spider like creature called a mite; this disease causes uncontrollable itching of the skin, causing the dog to loose all his coat by scratching and biting. The first signs are small red lumps that itch, at this stage our Vet suggested a course of antibiotics and cortisone saying the dogs had hot spots because of the sun’s powerful rays. The treatment only made them worse. Now five of our Chows were driving us and themselves mad with their now very destructive itching.
Well studied all my 43 medical books and came to the conclusion that they had Scabies. So I shaved all their coats off an with the help from my Homeopath I started treating them on Homeopathic remedies, as well as shampooing all of them is a shampoo called Quelled shampoo. After a good bath, I then applied Quellada lotion to their skins, after the first application the itching sopped.
I then waited for another 10 days when I re-shampooed and again I applied the lotion to their shins. At last I had conquered the itch, and now 6 weeks later their fur is growing back and they are starting to look like chows again. During the treatment I cleaned the Kennels out and washed everything in a dog dip. And finally after the treatment was completed I dipped all my dogs as a safety precaution against re-infection and shall continue to dip them once a month in future. I have learnt a lesson from this unfortunate disease, not to allow anyone to touch my dogs unless they have first washed their hands and especially their nails in Savlon. All your carpets in your home must also be treated with the dip, including your furniture, beds and bedding Scabies is very contagious and can be transferred to the human during grooming sessions. The mites do not live longer than three weeks on the human body and the treatment is the same.
This is not a terrible disease and can be cured very quickly but it is a very uncomfortable disease for your dog. It is very disfiguring a they look terrible with no coats, but rather a Chow with no coat than a dead one as coats do grow back.
This treatment can also be used on early eczema as well, I have found the bet remedy for my chows with very sore hot spots or eczema, is that the raw patch is first sprayed with Dermoplast to stop the itch, and then to be completely covered with Gentian Violet. This clears the skin up in a few days. Not all skin problems need Cortisone and I for one do not think it is a good thing to give in excess to your dog. There are other remedies that are just as good.
In August last year, we had a constant young visitor, who at the time worked with my son, Well he loved the Chows and would sit for hours rubbing their tummies and ears, this was fine and the dogs loved it, but unfortunately we did not realize the damage this was going to cause our dogs over the next few months. Unknown to any of us this young man had Scabies and he passed the mite on to our dogs.
Scabies or Sarcoptic Mange is a disease caused by a microscopic spider like creature called a mite; this disease causes uncontrollable itching of the skin, causing the dog to loose all his coat by scratching and biting. The first signs are small red lumps that itch, at this stage our Vet suggested a course of antibiotics and cortisone saying the dogs had hot spots because of the sun’s powerful rays. The treatment only made them worse. Now five of our Chows were driving us and themselves mad with their now very destructive itching.
Well studied all my 43 medical books and came to the conclusion that they had Scabies. So I shaved all their coats off an with the help from my Homeopath I started treating them on Homeopathic remedies, as well as shampooing all of them is a shampoo called Quelled shampoo. After a good bath, I then applied Quellada lotion to their skins, after the first application the itching sopped.
I then waited for another 10 days when I re-shampooed and again I applied the lotion to their shins. At last I had conquered the itch, and now 6 weeks later their fur is growing back and they are starting to look like chows again. During the treatment I cleaned the Kennels out and washed everything in a dog dip. And finally after the treatment was completed I dipped all my dogs as a safety precaution against re-infection and shall continue to dip them once a month in future. I have learnt a lesson from this unfortunate disease, not to allow anyone to touch my dogs unless they have first washed their hands and especially their nails in Savlon. All your carpets in your home must also be treated with the dip, including your furniture, beds and bedding Scabies is very contagious and can be transferred to the human during grooming sessions. The mites do not live longer than three weeks on the human body and the treatment is the same.
This is not a terrible disease and can be cured very quickly but it is a very uncomfortable disease for your dog. It is very disfiguring a they look terrible with no coats, but rather a Chow with no coat than a dead one as coats do grow back.
This treatment can also be used on early eczema as well, I have found the bet remedy for my chows with very sore hot spots or eczema, is that the raw patch is first sprayed with Dermoplast to stop the itch, and then to be completely covered with Gentian Violet. This clears the skin up in a few days. Not all skin problems need Cortisone and I for one do not think it is a good thing to give in excess to your dog. There are other remedies that are just as good.
This Chow deservs a medal
THESE CHOWS DESERVE MEDALS
In the May issue of Heads and Tails, I read the lovely article on chows, Well I phoned Shirley Birkett and managed to obtain the telephone number of Mrs Bunty Hubard in Uvongo on the South Coast of Natal, and I phoned her, what a lovely Lady, I could have spoken to her for the whole day, but telephone calls are expensive, she told me that she had two chows, Tzu Tang a Cream chow of ten years old and a young ten month old female called Laura, whom she got from very dear friends of mine, Erica and Shawn O'roiden a third chow had died a few months ago, this chow as well a her other two deserve medals.
While she was driving through the town of Uvongo, she stopped at a stop street, her handbag was on the seat next to her and her Chow bitch was in the back seat of the car, an African approached the car and a quick as lightening thrust his hand through the open window and grabbed her handbag, but before he could withdraw his prize, her chow sunk her teeth into the thief's arm and would not let go, He was arrested and never got the handbag.
Her chow Tza Tang has covered himself with glory twice by saving her life when a knife yielding man attacked her; see her newspaper cuttings, which were front page of their local newspaper.
Mrs. Hubbards husband is blind and his guide dog is getting old, she is really not safe to take him down the streets anymore, and this is where Lara comes in, she has been learning to lead Mr Hubbard in his daily life and is learning to become his eyes, Who would ever have thought a Chow could be a guide as well a Guard dog, but then they are very special dogs.
Thank you Shirley Birkett for helping me find this wonderful lady and her very special Chows, and thank you Bunty for having the time to speak to me and tell me about your wonderful dogs.
CHOW SAID 'CIAO' TO THIS BURGLAR
STORY BY Sheila Park
South Coast Herald
Friday February 17th 1989.
He might look like a Teddy bear, but there was nothing cuddly about the way Tzu Tang the Chow attacked his mistresses knife-wielding assailant, who cornered her in her garage and demanded money last Saturday afternoon.
Nor did his sprightly 70-year-old owner, Mrs. Bunty Dilworth (Hubard) let her attacker get away lightly for when he threw her to the ground, leapt on top of her and threatened to slit her throat, she kicked and bit him until he gave up and fled.
Mrs. Hubard of Manaba had been shopping at the local supermarket with her blind elderly Husband and returned home at about 1.30pm when she faced her terrifying ordeal, Having dropped her husband and his guide dog off at the gate leading from the driveway to their house, she proceeded to park the car in the garage a few meters away.
When she opened the back door of the car to takeout a bucket she had purchased, she was accosted by a Black Man, who pinned her between her car door and the garage entrance, Initially he told her he was looking for employment, but when she told him that she had none to offer, he demanded money and, after she said she had none, he grabbed her leather handbag.
REFUSED
However she refused to let go of it and he threw her onto the grass, climbed on top of her and pulled out a knife, threatening to slit her throat,
But the determined Mrs Hubard was not prepared to give up without a fight, and she caught him with her knee, kicked him and bit him, he wrenched the bag from her, tearing the handle off and scattering its contents. During the scuffle, She said she had "screamed her head off" which resulted in her losing her voice, her screams alerted a neighbor, Mrs Jean Mclean, who summoned the police.
Meanwhile Tzu Tang, one of Mrs Hubbard's two chows nearly went mad trying to gain access to the garden and Mr. Hubbard had closed the gate leading to it when he went into the house.
But Tzu Tang refused to give up and finding a Hole in the hedge between the next-door garden and his own, he wriggled through and attacked Mrs Hubards assailant, who was making off up the road.
Undeterred by the knife-wielding man Tzu Tang grabbed hold of his jacket and held on, despite being nicked by the attacker's knife. The assailant wriggled out of his jacket as Tzu Tang held firmly onto it.
Meanwhile the police arrived on the scene, as the assailant made his get-away, Attempts to corner him were unsuccessful. But he gained nothing from his attack and Mrs. Hubard was able to scoop up all her scattered belongings.
Mr. Hubard, who had also heard his wife's screams, had wanted to grab a truncheon and go to her assistance, despite being blind and sickly, Mrs. Hubard told the Herald on the Monday when we visited her.
The hero of the day Tza Tang was feeling most putout by the events and eyed our photographer with disdain, only reluctantly agreeing to pose for a photograph.
In the May issue of Heads and Tails, I read the lovely article on chows, Well I phoned Shirley Birkett and managed to obtain the telephone number of Mrs Bunty Hubard in Uvongo on the South Coast of Natal, and I phoned her, what a lovely Lady, I could have spoken to her for the whole day, but telephone calls are expensive, she told me that she had two chows, Tzu Tang a Cream chow of ten years old and a young ten month old female called Laura, whom she got from very dear friends of mine, Erica and Shawn O'roiden a third chow had died a few months ago, this chow as well a her other two deserve medals.
While she was driving through the town of Uvongo, she stopped at a stop street, her handbag was on the seat next to her and her Chow bitch was in the back seat of the car, an African approached the car and a quick as lightening thrust his hand through the open window and grabbed her handbag, but before he could withdraw his prize, her chow sunk her teeth into the thief's arm and would not let go, He was arrested and never got the handbag.
Her chow Tza Tang has covered himself with glory twice by saving her life when a knife yielding man attacked her; see her newspaper cuttings, which were front page of their local newspaper.
Mrs. Hubbards husband is blind and his guide dog is getting old, she is really not safe to take him down the streets anymore, and this is where Lara comes in, she has been learning to lead Mr Hubbard in his daily life and is learning to become his eyes, Who would ever have thought a Chow could be a guide as well a Guard dog, but then they are very special dogs.
Thank you Shirley Birkett for helping me find this wonderful lady and her very special Chows, and thank you Bunty for having the time to speak to me and tell me about your wonderful dogs.
CHOW SAID 'CIAO' TO THIS BURGLAR
STORY BY Sheila Park
South Coast Herald
Friday February 17th 1989.
He might look like a Teddy bear, but there was nothing cuddly about the way Tzu Tang the Chow attacked his mistresses knife-wielding assailant, who cornered her in her garage and demanded money last Saturday afternoon.
Nor did his sprightly 70-year-old owner, Mrs. Bunty Dilworth (Hubard) let her attacker get away lightly for when he threw her to the ground, leapt on top of her and threatened to slit her throat, she kicked and bit him until he gave up and fled.
Mrs. Hubard of Manaba had been shopping at the local supermarket with her blind elderly Husband and returned home at about 1.30pm when she faced her terrifying ordeal, Having dropped her husband and his guide dog off at the gate leading from the driveway to their house, she proceeded to park the car in the garage a few meters away.
When she opened the back door of the car to takeout a bucket she had purchased, she was accosted by a Black Man, who pinned her between her car door and the garage entrance, Initially he told her he was looking for employment, but when she told him that she had none to offer, he demanded money and, after she said she had none, he grabbed her leather handbag.
REFUSED
However she refused to let go of it and he threw her onto the grass, climbed on top of her and pulled out a knife, threatening to slit her throat,
But the determined Mrs Hubard was not prepared to give up without a fight, and she caught him with her knee, kicked him and bit him, he wrenched the bag from her, tearing the handle off and scattering its contents. During the scuffle, She said she had "screamed her head off" which resulted in her losing her voice, her screams alerted a neighbor, Mrs Jean Mclean, who summoned the police.
Meanwhile Tzu Tang, one of Mrs Hubbard's two chows nearly went mad trying to gain access to the garden and Mr. Hubbard had closed the gate leading to it when he went into the house.
But Tzu Tang refused to give up and finding a Hole in the hedge between the next-door garden and his own, he wriggled through and attacked Mrs Hubards assailant, who was making off up the road.
Undeterred by the knife-wielding man Tzu Tang grabbed hold of his jacket and held on, despite being nicked by the attacker's knife. The assailant wriggled out of his jacket as Tzu Tang held firmly onto it.
Meanwhile the police arrived on the scene, as the assailant made his get-away, Attempts to corner him were unsuccessful. But he gained nothing from his attack and Mrs. Hubard was able to scoop up all her scattered belongings.
Mr. Hubard, who had also heard his wife's screams, had wanted to grab a truncheon and go to her assistance, despite being blind and sickly, Mrs. Hubard told the Herald on the Monday when we visited her.
The hero of the day Tza Tang was feeling most putout by the events and eyed our photographer with disdain, only reluctantly agreeing to pose for a photograph.
Arthur
ARTHUR OR CHINABEAR BUSTER OF MELTARI.
He came to live with us four years ago, He was then just 5 years old, he was one of the most beautiful Chows I have ever seen, I fell in love with him at first sight, and within a week Arthur as he was called, why I will never know, as he really was not an Arthur, Golden Boy would have suited him better, but Arthur he was and Arthur he stayed, We were soon getting on very well together, he knew I loved him and he soon learnt to trust me, and then to love me. We were unable to show this lovely Chow, as we were unable to find his original owners, I knew his breeder, but she could not help me, We even went onto the Web but could not find them, I even tried the ITC but without an ID number, this did not help, so Arthur became a pet, where he should have been a Champion, I could not even use him for breeding as his puppies would not be able to be registered, but Arthur was a wonderful pet, he loved playing football, he would hit the ball with his paws and dribble it around the lawn like a professional football player, he never ever chewed up any ball or toy he was given, he would carefully place them in his kennel, these belonged to him and not to any one else, he lived with Gucci our blind rescue chow, and he loved her and she him, he would many a time lead her away from danger, like taking the wrong step and landing up in the dam, of which she did a few times when we first moved onto our small holding, but Arthur soon learnt to look after her. He was also very gentle with the puppies, especially if they were female, he loved the ladies, There was only one thin Arthur was not very happy with and that was my red dressing gown, when I ore it he would do his best to get it off me, and if he had been given his way, he would have dad it and most probably torn it up and laced it in his kennel to cuddle up and keep warm on, Arthur hated getting his feet wet, but loved the rain, he used to sleep on a pallet of wood above the ground so if it was raining his coat would get wet, and his feet tucked under him to keep them dry, crossing puddles in the lawn was another thing he would walk the length of the puddle, looking for the narrowest part where he could very carefully sort of skip over, making sure his paws would land on a dry spot on the oppersite side and when crossing back over the same puddle he would reverse his steps, and cross back in the same spot he had used before. Arthur did not like cats, Big cats, medium cats or even tiny kittens, given half a chance he would try his best to chase them but cats are not stupid, Arthur was in the run during the day and the cats stayed on the outside of the run, they did not trust the chows at all, even though they had been brought up with them. He also did not like the Egyptian Geese, their quacking made him mad, and he would continuously bark at them it was quite something to listen to the three of them, that is Arthur and the two geese, having a conversation, what they talked about I will never know and don't even know if they understood each other, Many a time he would sit and watched me while I was on the small boat on the dam, and he would sit and watch the Koi swimming past, but he never attempted to bet into the dam to try and catch them, But all good things must come to and end and soon Arthur's time started to run out, he got sick with a gastric torsion, but the first time I managed to save him, but four weeks later it happened again and although my son robin and I stayed up al night with him, I decided that it would be kinder in the long run to put this lovely chow to sleep, I miss you Arthur and will never forget you and your wonderful ways, May you rest in peace now.
He came to live with us four years ago, He was then just 5 years old, he was one of the most beautiful Chows I have ever seen, I fell in love with him at first sight, and within a week Arthur as he was called, why I will never know, as he really was not an Arthur, Golden Boy would have suited him better, but Arthur he was and Arthur he stayed, We were soon getting on very well together, he knew I loved him and he soon learnt to trust me, and then to love me. We were unable to show this lovely Chow, as we were unable to find his original owners, I knew his breeder, but she could not help me, We even went onto the Web but could not find them, I even tried the ITC but without an ID number, this did not help, so Arthur became a pet, where he should have been a Champion, I could not even use him for breeding as his puppies would not be able to be registered, but Arthur was a wonderful pet, he loved playing football, he would hit the ball with his paws and dribble it around the lawn like a professional football player, he never ever chewed up any ball or toy he was given, he would carefully place them in his kennel, these belonged to him and not to any one else, he lived with Gucci our blind rescue chow, and he loved her and she him, he would many a time lead her away from danger, like taking the wrong step and landing up in the dam, of which she did a few times when we first moved onto our small holding, but Arthur soon learnt to look after her. He was also very gentle with the puppies, especially if they were female, he loved the ladies, There was only one thin Arthur was not very happy with and that was my red dressing gown, when I ore it he would do his best to get it off me, and if he had been given his way, he would have dad it and most probably torn it up and laced it in his kennel to cuddle up and keep warm on, Arthur hated getting his feet wet, but loved the rain, he used to sleep on a pallet of wood above the ground so if it was raining his coat would get wet, and his feet tucked under him to keep them dry, crossing puddles in the lawn was another thing he would walk the length of the puddle, looking for the narrowest part where he could very carefully sort of skip over, making sure his paws would land on a dry spot on the oppersite side and when crossing back over the same puddle he would reverse his steps, and cross back in the same spot he had used before. Arthur did not like cats, Big cats, medium cats or even tiny kittens, given half a chance he would try his best to chase them but cats are not stupid, Arthur was in the run during the day and the cats stayed on the outside of the run, they did not trust the chows at all, even though they had been brought up with them. He also did not like the Egyptian Geese, their quacking made him mad, and he would continuously bark at them it was quite something to listen to the three of them, that is Arthur and the two geese, having a conversation, what they talked about I will never know and don't even know if they understood each other, Many a time he would sit and watched me while I was on the small boat on the dam, and he would sit and watch the Koi swimming past, but he never attempted to bet into the dam to try and catch them, But all good things must come to and end and soon Arthur's time started to run out, he got sick with a gastric torsion, but the first time I managed to save him, but four weeks later it happened again and although my son robin and I stayed up al night with him, I decided that it would be kinder in the long run to put this lovely chow to sleep, I miss you Arthur and will never forget you and your wonderful ways, May you rest in peace now.
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