Category Archives: Littermates

Open House 2008

Another post in my continuing “Days of Yore” series, catching up on long-overdue photos of Truman’s final days as a puppy-in-training….

June 14, 2008 — GDA Open House

2008 marked the 60th anniversary of the founding of Guide Dogs of America, so the Open House theme reflected that. Because he is classy and sophisticated, Truman decided to wear his fancy bow tie for the occasion.

Here he is, posing on the big diamond at the photo backdrop, with Wolf. It was Wolf’s first GDA Open House, and for someone who was not yet my husband at the time — we had only been dating about four months, actually — he was not just a good sport, but actually quite enthusiastic! Wore the t-shirt and everything. My puppy raiser friends were impressed. I already knew that he was a keeper.

Here’s Wolf with Truman at the puppy kissing booth. Ridiculously cute and lovable, both of them.

The annual puppy trials are always a big draw for spectators, and a little nerve wracking for me. I wasn’t expecting much, considering what a total freak of nature Truman had been during the entire 2007 Open House, but the little man surprised me and earned the 3rd place ribbon in his age group! We were very proud.

Less cool was the number one verbal response to our third place win: “And…how many dogs were in the category?” Yes, people, Truman is a force to be reckoned with, and I have done my fair share of reckoning. But let us have our moment, will ya?

Tai, who is now a working guide (the only one from our litter, as a matter of fact), took home the first place honors. Here are the handsome brothers and their proud people, with their ribbons:


T-Litter Rodeo

My little blog posting vacation apparently started about two months before Truman went in for formal training…two years ago. Holy cow! It’s time to play catch up with a few photos and remembrances from his puppyhood. This is just part of the “Days of Yore” series I’ll be posting from now until September 24th….

June 13, 2008 – the T-Litter Rodeo

Just before Truman and Tai went off to guide dog college, we got together for a little family playtime with their sister Tori. A good romp was had by all.

You can’t say the boy and his sister have no family resemblance:

Such happy dogs….

Air Labradors!

Welcome to the Family!

We’re very excited that Lomax has three littermates in the South Bay puppy raisers group. This photo, taken at the annual September picnic (before I even knew my little yellow dog was coming to live with me), shows brother Liam and sisters Kandy and Luca.

But Can She Type?

Kandy is one smart cookie, just like her brother Liam.

I was sitting on the couch, tossing toys down the hallway for Kandy to retrieve (yes, I somehow manage to exercise the dog without exercising myself…), when I casually stumbled upon a little game/canine I.Q. test. I took two toys — “the octopus” she’d brought from home and “the man” I’d purchased to keep at my place — to my bedroom down the hallway and left them next to each other in the middle of the floor. I scattered a few more toys near them. Then I returned to the living room and gave instructions.

“Kandy, go get the octopus!” Thundering Labrador footfalls down the hallway. A few seconds later, Kandy came trotting back up the hallway with the octopus in her mouth. But that could have been coincidence, right? And it’s her favorite toy anyway. Let’s see if she does it again.

“Kandy, go get the man! Where’s the man?”

She took the octopus back to my room. There was a far-off squeaking I recognized instantly.

The man.

My roommate looked at me. Are you KIDDING?

We couldn’t resist doing it repeatedly. Octopus! Man! Man! Octopus! Man man man! This is better than TV!

I don’t know how Kandy felt about it, but it kept us amused for a good twenty minutes. I threw in a “Kandy, go get half a gallon of Rocky Road at the market up the street,” but no dice. I think it’s just because she didn’t have a pocket for the change.

And the Dog Snoozed On

Anybody else feel that earthquake? I’m four floors up in a small office building in West L.A., and we had more than our fair share of rock & roll for a temblor that was centered in San Bernardino County.

So as I was sitting here at my sturdy wooden desk, wondering how long the shaking would continue and deciding whether or not to get underneath, I realized I had a dog with me — Kandy, the 8-month-old Labrador I’m puppysitting this week. Would she whine? Bark? Chew through my leg to get out from under the desk and bolt down the hallway?

Then came the gentle snoring. I don’t think she’s concerned.

Liam the Magnificent and Other Smart Boys

Watched this dog for a quick overnight stay when he was a mere 12 weeks old, and was astounded at his grasp of the verbal command “No.” Seriously, he would gently sniff some unauthorized item, I would simply tell him “NO,” and he would never go near it again.

He is seven months old now. Liam, who perhaps should have been named Linus, enjoys dragging his blue baby blanket around the apartment, while wiggling and grunting and wagging his tail. He’s the happiest dog I’ve ever seen. Even at six in the morning, when he awakens me with gentle whining and the BANG-BANG-BANG of his tail against the wire kennel, it’s adorable.

And what excellent social skills! Liam wasn’t even embarrassed at church this morning when the pastor’s four-year-old son pointed to his furry private parts and enthusiastically announced to everyone that Liam is a boy.

Connor (giggling wildly): “HE HAS A PE–“
Jenny: “Pee! That’s right, time to take Liam out to pee! Connor’s a smart boy.”