New Ruffwear K9 Float Coat -Performance Life Jacket

INTENDED USE:

Rafting, kayaking, boating, surfing and paddle boarding. Ideal for all canines who frequent the water. This premium, fully-featured life jacket is perfect for aggressive swimmers in rough or fast- moving water, day or night as well as for those dogs who just want to get their paws wet.

KEY FEATURES

• Confidence-inspiring canine life jacket designed for safety and fun
• Natural swimming position made possible by strategically-placed closed cell foam panels
• Strong, low-profile handle is optimally positioned to help dogs out of the water
• Telescoping neck closure adjusts for a range of dog sizes and is permanently attached and secure
• Sheltered buckles stay in place for easy, one-handed clipping, and are protected from wear
• Light loop on top for attaching The BeaconTM safety light
• Water-compatible webbing remains stable in wet environments
• Built for a lifetime of water adventures with time-proven, abrasion resistant materials
• 3MTM ScotchliteTM reflective trim for enhanced visibility in or out of the water

Colors: red currant, dandelion yellow
Sizes: XXS, XS, S, M, L, XL
Suggested retail: $79.95

These are a few of my favorite howls.

Dogs do not text while driving. Unlike most of the current population, dogs keep their eyes on the road.

Dogs are disgusted by other dogs that leave a poop right on the sidewalk. Why else would they leap over it as if it is radioactive.

Dogs find the best place in the house to take a nap, a sunspot, warm fire, or the bed. People don’t stop often enough to nap anymore.

Dogs don’t use hand sanitizer. Is it possible that the lack of bacteria could be causing human immune systems to stop doing their job?

Dogs aren’t afraid to bark out a feeling as a result they are happier for expressing themselves.

Dogs hate heated discussions about money or politics in a relationship. They just get up and leave letting us know how really important that is.

Dogs are helping us eat less. They always willing to share a meal especially pancakes.

Dogs won’t let us sit on our duff. Their job is to keep us moving and get enough exercise. Through all sorts of weather we walk briskly with our personal dog trainer.

Dogs like to hang out and do nothing. When was the last time” busy” wasn’t our path in life.

Dogs help us to be the person they think we are.

Dog is love.

by GUEST BLOGGER JOCELYN

I don’t know about you, but I love a product that you can use for multiple purposes.  I like versatility and I like only having to carry one thing around that can prove helpful for many different situations.  My new discovery is Musher’s Secret from Wild Mountain Online.  Musher’s Secret is a dense, breathable barrier wax.  It was originally designed to protect the paws of sled dogs during extreme winter conditions.  It helps not only create a wall between the dog’s paws and the snow, but it also prevents snowballing in between the dog’s toes.

Musher’s Secret was soon put to use in different situations.  It has proven to be a reliable barrier and paw protectant for not only extremely cold conditions, but extremely hot one’s as well.  From snow to sand to hot pavement to hikes in the rocky forest Musher’s Secret will take care of it all.  AND not only that, but you can use it on other things as well, such as burns, scratches, fly bitten ears or any other open sore that needs to be protected.

Musher’s Secret is not only for dogs, humans can use it as well.  I used it for protection against a blister I obtained while running and a bee sting that my shoe kept rubbing against.  It worked famously for both of these issues.

Musher’s Secret is made using 100% natural waxes, is non-toxic and will not stain carpet.  Yes, I tested it out and this statement is indeed true, there were no marks on my carpet after applying this to my dog and letting him run around a room full of carpet.

You can purchase Musher’s Secret off the Wild Mountain Online website starting at about $13.00

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I heart the Chama River

Recently we were lucky enough to get a launch on a three day section of the Chama River in northern New Mexico. The Chama is one of the few rivers that still allows dogs. The rigging went pretty smoothly although both dogs had to jump in immediately to cool off after the 3 hour road trip from Santa Fe. The river rules concerning dogs are mainly that they must be on a leash at camp and all waste must be collected and taken out in the portable toilet or river groover as it is affectionately known. Never let dogs harass ducks, geese, or any other wildlife.

Along the river

The Chama River winds thirty miles through the beautiful 1500 foot deep multi colored sandstone canyon. The rapids are mellow class 2 and 3 making it a sought after permit by families with kids and dogs or others seeking a relaxing experience on river.

Dog life jackets are not required but suggested. Rio and Lily sport Ruffwear and NRS flotation devices. It was a good thing too as they decided to jump in the river simultaneously. Going to the shore and picking them up became more difficult as the river picked up speed. After the first day they eased into the ritual of bow riding. Hours spend retrieving sticks thrown in the river mixed with lunch and sleeping together in a pile in the tent, were among their favorite activities. All of us became recharged from 3 days of wilderness.

For more info go to the BLM Taos website or pick a rafting trip from one of the licensed river companies at RaftNewMexico.org.

Rafts on the river

Fire in the Sangres

Highway 50- The Lonliest Road

The Great Basin Desert stretches across Nevada in some of the loneliest landscape of sand and alkali flats that goes on for miles. We stopped at every shady park we found for lunch and a break from the heat.

Finally we arrived in Green River Utah where the dogs jumped into the Green River to cool off. Then giant mosquitoes descended upon us. We ran into Ray’s Tavern for the best burger of our road trip. Rio and Lily each tasted it. They gave it two paws up. We retreated to the campground where every youth group and boyscout pack from Salt Lake had arrived by the hundreds. Chances of taking a shower went from good to nil.

Green River State Park

Onward we went through the Utah desert into the New Mexico desert. Taking a wrong turn we wound up in Farmington. Finally on the road again we hit Bernallio at rush hour. As we crested the hill we saw the forest fire in the Sangre de Cristos. Then today another one erupted in the Jemez mountains. Great backdrop for the illegal fireworks that will be shot off all over town in another week.

Jemez Fire

But the dogs didn’t care. They were dreaming of the cool shores of Lake Tahoe.

Even Rio and Lily gasped in the splendor of this pristine lake surrounded by snow covered peaks. The water was cool and refreshing . The dogs played retrieve the stick until they were good and tired.

The next day we tried out the dog beach in South Lake Tahoe. As expected, it was a great place with a lot of friendly dogs all playing in the water and on the beach.

This was one of our highlights of our trip. It is the only dog friendly section of the Lake Tahoe area noted so far but it is the best.

I remember hearing that gas was scarce on Highway 50, but having over half a tank and only 111 miles ahead to Fallon, we drove on. About 30 miles outside Fallon, I looked down in horror to see that the gas gauge was on empty. The road under construction sign just ahead was more of an oasis in the Nevada desert than an inconvenience. I immediately told the flagman we were out of gas, he got on his radio and arranged for us to get 5 gallons from his highway department truck.

Yes, there are angels in the desert. Onward we went into the California Sierras.  Through a crazy I 80 rush hour Reno Nevada, then Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride over Donner Pass. By the time we got to Grass Valley, all of us were a bit crazed, even the dogs. A good night’s sleep in the pastoral fields of our daughter’s house in Penn Valley and the horrors of the day were only a faint memory.