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Updates will be added to the end…see below.

I got started on weighing cowdogs and pups today. The following pictures are of Ducchess and Oscar’s pups that will be in the sale. I raised Ducchess. She is a Bert x Hawk daughter out of my 1st litter of pups ever raised. Ducchess was born in August 2006. Oscar is a cowdog I purchased from Charlie Trayer when Mr. Trayer announced he was retiring from the cowdog business and “selling out” (purchase date 01/08/2008). Oscar’s parentage is questionable in regard to who the actual parents are. While he is a registered Hangin’ Tree Cowdog his papers indicate one dam and sire and his DNA tests do not support his parentage. This is based on having siblings and parents of the same sire and/or dam combination and the relationships should be verified via the DNA tests. I have used the DNA tests instead of the registration papers for building my own Hangin’ Tree Cowdog breeding program. Ducchess is also a registered cowdog. The litter information from my cowdog breeding program is no longer shared with the Hangin’ Tree cowdog clubs or associations. I closed my breeding program so that my pedigree information could no longer be used for pups or cowdogs that I did not raise. The DNA results and genetic profiles of my cowdog breeding program are proprietary information belonging solely to Tammy’s Cowdogs. The Ducchess and Oscar mating is a repeat mating and the pups in this sale represent the second litter. There are 8 pups and 7 are being worked with for the sale. Bugsy (female) is healing from having a pin, plate and screws put into a hind leg after receiving a blow from a horse. Ducchess’s pups were born on August 1, 2013.

The cowdog pups in the sale, their pictures and their weights are shown below.

There are two male pups (Lyle and Rulo) out of a litter sired by Levi. Levi is a Bert x Hawk son. Levi is the cowdog that is healing up from a face demolishing accident that occurred on December 18, 2013. Levi will not be in the mature cowdog demonstrations for the sale. He is still in the healing process and he will be on the grounds for viewing.

I will post updates in a few days. Today, the cowdog pups spent their 1st day in the corral with some weaned calves. We worked on bringing the calves, get back and redirecting the pups on come by and away to me. The pups have not been taught permanent downs at this point. They have been taught to tie and be on a tie line for hours at a time. They have gone to check pastures, cattle and water. The longest trips they have made have been 10 miles at a time. Generally, they go along for 6-8 miles. The weather here has not been hot yet so they will not be hardened to heat by the time the sale is held. The key thing to remember with these cowdog pups is, “They are still pups.” While they are completely interested in cattle, they are heading and heeling but are not being pressed to stop cattle. Today, they were allowed to work with cattle in the corrals for 15 to 20 minutes. They have a basic understanding of “that’ll do”. They come when called. And a couple of them like to sneak back to the cattle to continue to work…typical youngsters. Chatterbox did take a pretty hard kick to the mouth and all it did was make her angry and she heeled the steer again.

Please note that in the females, Ink and Paisley have medium length hair. One would think that with serious breeders breeding for specific requirements of short or slick hair that after nearly 30 years of breeding with “that hair requirement” then all litters would be short and slick haired progeny. Well, to accomplish accuracy in breeding one has to be totally and completely honest in their breeding practices. One finds that there are foundation Hangin’ Tree cowdogs that may not exactly be accurate in their pedigree recordings. It is, what it is. The cowdogs I purchased were to have been solid, foundation cowdogs. The medium length haircoats have only occurred on female pups. The desire to work cattle is not phased by the haircoat length but just be aware that they are not slick or strictly short haired. These pups maternal grandmother Sage was not a short or slick haired cowdog either. She had wavy fine hair that was a couple of inches long. Sage’s son Shorty has the same hair length as his mother but his hair is straighter versus wavy. His hair is also a soft, fine texture.

I will also post some photos of “Reference Cowdogs”. I weighed several of my regular work crew today. I think it will be helpful for you to see their photos and weights too.

Update 05/02/2014. Added Rulo’s photos. Rulo is smaller framed. He is short in his stride and will not be the fastest cowdog to get out and get ahead of cattle breaking and running. He won’t get there first, but he gets there. He is fearless and heads and heels cattle. Patient, methodical and barks only periodically to effectively move cattle. He spent his 1st day in the corral yesterday working for about 45 minutes to move calves, worked on redirection, and worked on get back. Just basically let him work. He is going to be an excellent short distance cowdog, a drag or flank cowdog and a great close confinement worker. Well mannered, easy to be around. He’s just smaller framed. Had to chuckle at him…he doesn’t have to bend down or turn himself sideways to get in/out of the pens. He just goes right under or through the fences. The pluses to being shorter! His dam/mother is a registered cowdog I bought from Charlie Trayer 01/08/2008. She was also small framed and short in her stride. Rulo and Lyle are from the same litter – born August 2013. I shot about 35 minutes of video of him and am trying to shorten up a few seconds for a clip. I’m not a technical wizard with videos. I’ll try to add the clips to a post.

Rulo…

Henry…

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After 4 months and 9 days, Hawk and I are moving back home and bringing Levi with us. We have spent since Dec. 18th at my mom’s with Levi housed in the utility room so that he could have 24×7 care. The last few weeks, Levi is no longer on medications, is eating softened dry food now and going along on daily work routine stuff. I have not told my mom yet. She is going to miss us (I think). And I will miss being around my mom too. We don’t live far apart but she’s enjoyed having the extended visitors. Got my basement all picked up, mopped the floor, washing Hawk’s bed, will wash Levi’s bed. Guess we are all on our own again. Feels a little weird. It was some kind of winter. Kudo’s to Levi for wearing that cone in the 40+ mph wind in the -35F weather. I’m tellin’ ya…he’s a trooper for all he’s been through. Good thing we had Gorilla tape to mend his cone. It did not take much to make it blast a crack when it was -35. Time to put all of Levi’s medical stuff away. He’s a lucky fella.
Shelly Barnett Gift...Fri. Apr. 26, 2014 007

Hum…the news of moving was received a little coldy. “Levi can still stay and come in,” said his Gma.

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Written Thursday, April 24, 2014, 9:32 AM.

Sly & Tom spent the night on the pickup. They are bonding! Couple of days ago, Gabby began to “get floral” and Sly felt it was his duty to tell youngster Tom that he was a notch lower in the pecking order. Lending aggressive behavior around here is not tolerated. Then yesterday, Sly was giving Tom “the look”. Tom was not egging any of this pecking order behavior on. So, they needed a little personal bonding time. They camped out on the pickup and star gazed. Sly is a BertxHawk son and Tom is out of Ducchess’s first litter. Tough ‘n Tougher met up with Toughest.
Sly and Tom...Thurs. Apr. 24, 2014 004

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Yesterday afternoon I had about 18 1st heifers to double check their calf numbers with the cow numbers. Just a short chore, let the calves into the corral, then let a 5 or so heifers in at a time to let the calves nurse on their moms, jot down the numbers, then when done, sort calves back off to the wean group, let the heifers stroll back to the pasture with their nursed flat udders. I had noted that some of the calves were behind, some were plump, but they all had the frame and makings of good feeder calves. So before I began to let the heifers into the calves I went through the heifers and made note of their udders…fullness, lack of fullness. General theory is that some of the heifers were just not milking well enough. And given that we are facing another potential short pasture summer, then maybe some of the heifers will have to leave. Well, the udder strolling didn’t yield any poor udders…other than Double Down’s natural mom. And even she had come into some milk during the raising of her calf…good thing though that Double Down had Wanna Baby/Gotta Baby to help him along though. Hedda been a scruffy unit if hedda only had his Bio Mom. It was horribly dusty in the lot yesterday. The sky was dark to the W, wind was out of the E. and Cowdog Hawk was predicting uncertain weather. I turned in 5 heifers and I quickly figured out why I had a few thinner calves and a few fatter calves. It was a feeding frenzy. More than normal. Those heifers did not care which calf relieved their udders…the more the better. I had anywhere from 3-5 calves on one heifer at a time. Pushing, shoving, hangin’ on to a tit, pulling and stretching it like a rubber band when one calf was forcing his/her way into the home of the faucets. Only one heifer tried to limit herself to her own calf and every time she raised her leg to swat a calf off she only opened herself up for more room for another calf to shoot in to grab a milk delivery system. A quick, little 30 minute job turned into over an hour of unraveling who belonged to whom. Even the cowdogs were confused. Hawk, Ducchess, Bandit had a tough time with determining why all those calves were on each heifer. What happened to “pair”? We get done with pairing, sorted the calves off, let them stroll back to the wean lot, open the gates for the heifers to stroll back to the pasture. There had been a couple of far away rumbles of thunder to the W, yet it didn’t look like it was near enough to matter. So, I thought I’d get some pups out and take them for a run…maybe an hour or so of pasture checking. But, Hawk the “weather forecaster” was not real interested. So, I thought I’d just leave her home. Well, heck I’ll just go and do some other dog chores and then later take some cowdog pups for a spin. So, I load up the cowdogs I had out and about, go to the E place to feed/water/clean up. I had not been in the barn 2 minutes and you could hear a rumbling coming from the S. Wasn’t thunder. It was a wind coming. Like a low roar, then a medium roar, then bam. The temperature dropped like a rock. I heard two big powerful booms hit the barn…hail. I ran to the door and seen one golfball sized hail stone. The cowdogs that were out and about were all huddled under the flatbed. I had left Hawk in the pickup because she really did not want to come out when we got to the E barn. lol…now, I know why. She had felt the barometer tanking and storms and Hawk don’t jive. I knew she’d be crammed on the driver’s side floor. The storm lasted a short time, rained extremely hard and moved on to the E. Was really odd how part of it came in from the S and collided with the part coming from the W and it all left going to the E. But, this morning from my dad’s favorite view from his chair at the kitchen table you could see fog clinging to the ground as the sun rose on some green colored pastures that sure needed a drink of God’s water. It looks fine this morning, really fine.

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Levi is doing great. Putting from 6-10 miles a day on him…he’s logged a couple hundred miles in the past 3 weeks. He’s looking like a cowdog again. I told the doc he’s looking manly again and not like a sleek girl. He laughed. I took my 1st peek into his mouth last night. It looks amazing. Still have 2 little ulcerated areas from the surgery where they took supporting tissue to place over the hole. And the extensive row of stitches at the front seam are still intact. Which is unbelievable but good. He is eating softened dry dogfood the past 2 weeks. Takes about 2 hrs. a day off my care schedule for him now that he is on regular food. He has some sinus damage that is mending. He is bothered at night with drainage from his ears, sinuses and goes into a head swinging fit. But this has been going on since bringing him home from the initial surgery. It is getting better and the cerebral swelling is less. It is amazing how he has come through this. He’s enjoyed being out checking pastures and going along. I know he would tell all of you, “Thank you for caring about me!” I sure am grateful for all the prayers. It is clear that prayer is a powerful thing. Here are a few photos this AM of his mouth. ~Amen

PS – his new nickname is “Tight Lip”. Since his rt. and left upper cheeks were moved a little to the inside during the palate hole closure surgery #2, he doesn’t have the loose, regular cheek room on his upper mid cheeks…hence, I call him Tight Lips!

Cowdog Levi Successful Surgery Results...Thurs. Apr. 24, 2014 004

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Gathered up the yearling heifers yesterday. Brought them home to the corral to pour them. They’d be a scatchin’ for a few weeks now. Sounds like the temps are going to shoot to the mid to upper 70’s next week. So the hair should roll off of them now. Cowdogs Ducchess, Liza and Cash got the call for work. This was Cash’s 1st day to do something other than pasture gathering. She is Ducchess’s 1st daughter and will be 2. She heads, heels, is a super smart, quick, fast thinking cowdog, great listener, very respectful to the stock and not a shrinking violet. She’s never worked cattle in the pens with sorting and then loading the alley. The key things I wanted to see were: will she listen and pay attention to the details of patience, move the heifers, hold them with ease while I sort, not drive the heifers over me, come when I call to take the sorted heifers to the alley/chute. Or? Will this be a test of my patience to let her make tons of mistakes and me taking the time to teach her to do this not that? I’m still not feeling well and not wanting to eat lots of dirt and spend extra time eating and sniffing lots of dirt! But, things went great. She got out of position once when she wanted to shoot ahead to head and turn the heifers and keep them held to me. When I called to her to get back to the back, she came. She looked at me kinda funny, “But I’m suppose to hold them to you?” Yes, but here in this setting you have to move them up the alley and into the chute. Things change when your work is here. You are doing fine Cash. Things were okay then and she thought that holding the heifers until they went down the alley was quite fun. Gave her a chance to show her patient and enforcing nature. She is going to make a really good all-around cowdog. Miles and hours. Miles and hours. At least she is not hard-headed. At this stage she still does not need an e-collar assistant. After we got the heifers poured I put Cash and Liza up and got Lou and Ike…Ducchess’s new sons. They have been at the pens without cattle and do a good job of getting around. They did fine too. They spent some time in the pens trailing the heifers and bringing them to me from pen to pen. Then the moment of truth…we let the heifers out to take them back to the pasture. What will Lou and Ike do? Well, they stuck with their job. They worked with their mom to bring the heifers on. When the heifers stalled out in a corner and began to eat grass, then the cowdog pups had to work a bit to move them on up the hill and around the tractor and harrow. Stealthy little Lou…he likes to come across as a little reserve and sneaky but he laid the munch on a nose because I heard a snort and seen a heifer pop up in the air and I was watching Ike heel shot another heifer at the time. Lou is a bit sheepish since I really laid into him for his constantly wanting to go find a horse to handle. It can take a bit off a pup when you enforce “no” and then later show them “yes, here work this.” But, being respectful and a listener is mandatory around here. I thought a time or two that I sure could work cattle every day, all day if I didn’t have to also do other ranch stuff…put out mineral, fix fence, spray weeds, brush cut, blah, blah, blah (I am whining here!) ~Good Times Eating Dirt
Scratching Heifers...Fri. Apr. 18, 2014 001

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Well, Ms. Ducchess and I roaded Bugsy to the Univ. Vet Teaching Hospital today. Ducchess was moral support for her pup and company for me while Bugsy was being x-rayed. The break(s) are healing, the pin and plate are doing their job. She is about 1/2 healed. She has some fluid build up but there is no infection. Bugsy really locks up in strange places…like leading a dog with the emergency brake on. I could have carried her but I didn’t feel well enough to pack her around like a baby. She had to barf on the lobby floor. I tissued it, told the little gal that Bugsy barfed on the floor, “Well, I am just glad she didn’t barf in the pickup.” Never even got a grin from the gal with the barf bag. Ducchess watched TV and lowly growled at the greyhound photos on the wall. I had her jump up and lay next to me, we did some bonding and she took a cat nap. I listened to two men complain about how they should have stopped at DQ and how mad they were that it was taking the vets so long with the one fella’s Pointer. I would venture a guess that most of the dogs and cats coming there are being treated for 100’s of types of cancer. It is just unbelievable how oncology has flourished in the dog/cat world. The various breeds, the rescue crossbreds, the various designer breeds…the degree of cancers is mindboggling. Pups, kittens, young dogs/cats, old dogs/cats…age is not a big deal. Begs the questions, “Genetic? Diet related? Why breed into those issues?” The Hangin’ Tree Cowdogs that I have been exposed to are loaded with genetic issues and thus a huge factor in my closing off my breeding program to all the loose money fetching breeder ‘er she’s in heat folks. I damn sure don’t think it is right to breed without knowledge and simply just to get pups to sell. Life ain’t all about the $$$ people. Sure reaffirms to me why I have a “breeding program” versus a litter factory. Glad to be the odd one in the bunch.


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