Meet Loraine, the little kitty that was just rescued into our family. She may be tiny, but she is on a daily mission to get into everything at home.
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Ladies and gentlemen, meet Lazer Disco. Not only does he have the coolest name ever but he’s pretty stinking cute. Along with this cute new addition, check out what we’ve been up to this week! Read More
It’s been a busy week at the home office getting ready for Fashion’s Night Out! Here’s a peek at what we’ve been up to… Read More
We had a festive party this morning for our web production manager, always a great way to start your Friday!
Cinnamon bun rice krispies treats! YUM.
UPDATE: She got the recipe here!
Abigail gets around :)
What I love about this week’s Style File is how natural and effortless she is. Her style is very laid back, and has a strong infusion of FP girl Lou (funny, Lou happens to be her pup’s name too). Her look is never over the top or flashy – just always put together and cute. She wears easy tees, and some fun statement pieces. It all comes together for a perfect “girl next door” kind of vibe. Read More
Our visual display intern came in today with a brand new puppy and I fell a little bit in love. Her name is Cinnamon and she is a vizsla (aka ridiculously cute). Look at those eyes!
By now I’m sure you all know who Abigail is. And, from her frequent popping up here on the blog, you can probably tell that she and I are attached at the hip. She is a loyal and loving companion who trots along next to me wherever I go. When people say that they and their pet were meant to be, I completely understand. Abigail’s my goof and I’m her ball, we’re two peas in a pod…
She doesn’t chew, she doesn’t bite, she comes when she’s called, but Abigail has another problem…
Abigail barks. She doesn’t do it when I’m home, but as soon as I leave, she raises an objection that bothers my neighbor to no end. I get it. I wouldn’t want to listen to it either. But for Abigail the separation anxiety is too much to handle, and she doesn’t know what else to do.
I’ve decided that this isn’t a matter I’m just going to give up on, so a friend of mine put me in touch with her friend that is a dog behaviorist. Stressed and desperate, I got on the phone with her to explore possible solutions.
The psychology behind separation anxiety in dogs turns out to be a fascinating topic. It seems that one of the major solutions is steadily training your dog over time to understand that you are the alpha dog, not them. Since I’ve learned this, I verbally remind Abigail every morning as she stretches awake that I am in fact the alpha dog (this wasn’t one of the trainer’s suggestions, but it’s nonetheless effective and entertaining). The idea behind establishing your dominance is that they will understand it as their duty to be left behind.
So how am I establishing myself in my new role? Little tricks like running my hand through her food and not letting her eat till I say so. With my permission to eat food coated with my scent, she understands that the food she is getting is a generous act of kindness. I am the alpha dog. We’ve also been working on perfecting heel. Abigail should never lead – I walk out the door first; I set the pace; I choose where we go; and it all needs to be done with calm. Her world needs to be zen so that the general state of being will transfer to moments when I’m not around.
Another thing the trainer suggested to calm her down is a Thundershirt (pictured below). Derived from technology used in children with Autism, the contraption fits the dog snuggly and has a calming, anti-anxiety effect. Each time I mention it, I like to shout the word “Thundershirt!” as if it were a superhero call, think, “superman!” (not normal, but I’m the alpha dog so whatever…). To keep it clear – the way in which it should be said – I will include an exclamation mark to spell it out.
The Thundershirt! directions instructed that the Thundershirt! make a peace offering the first time it’s presented to the dog
As you can tell, I’m trying to have a lighthearted approach to the situation, but I’m not going to lie – it’s tough at times. I have amazing support from my friends, yet there are still moments where I can’t help but think how free I’d feel should I hand her off to my parents (who would gladly steal her from me as it is). Whenever I’m questioning if it’s worth it, she’ll conveniently plop her head down on my leg and stare up at me – her big brown eyes peeking out behind wild tufts of hair and melting my heart. It reminds me that I can’t give up on her.
Stay tuned for updates on Abigail’s journey to the bottom of the pack (or should I say my journey to Alpha dogness?). If any of you have gone through similar issues, or have tips on how to deal with separation anxiety in dogs, please share. My ears are open and I’d love to hear what you all have to say.
I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving! Our office is pretty quiet today – but we do have this adorable visitor, Mandy :) Our email marketing manager rescued her, I think she’s one of the sweetest things I’ve ever seen!
I love her bandana :) What a cutie pie!