When we came back from our morning walk, a couple were looking inside the gate of our next-door neighbour's house, which I was looking after as the owners of the house were away. So, I asked if they were visiting the owners of the house. Then, the husband said that their cat had been hit by a car and their neighbour had seen the cat getting into the property right after the accident. We looked around together after I took Cookie and Cinnamon home, as the cat would be scared of the dogs. But we couldn't find him at that time.
In the evening just before sunset I went over to the property again, this time with Cinnamon. I was thinking she might be able to sniff out the cat, as she has such a good nose that she often starts tracking the scent of a dog that has passed by before we see it. As soon as she entered the backyard, she started sniffing around a bush beside a deck. She even tried to climb over the bush to poke into under the deck. It was an unusual behaviour for her. I had never seen her do that in the neighbour's backyard, which she had been to many times. However, we still couldn't find the cat.
And first thing in the next morning I heard the owners of the missing cat calling his name, Oscar. So, I went out and looked for the cat again together with them. The red eyes of the wife showed that she hadn't had much sleep. In the afternoon, the wife visited us and said she wanted to have a look under the deck later with a torch after her husband came back from work, because she remembered I had told her that Cinnamon was keenly sniffing around that area. Actually, later it turned out that, behind the bush, there was the only path to get in under the deck and to under the house, where we at first thought was unreachable from outside without opening a locked door to the basement.
And, yes, the couple finally found their cat under the house!! At that time I wasn't with them, as I didn't want to disturb their search. According to the cat owners, when the cat was found, he seemed to have a sore back but looked all right otherwise.
Cinnamon did a great job, didn't she!?
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On the weekend we visited an official measurer of the New Zealand Agility Committee to have Cinnamon measured. In order to enter Championships as Midi or Mini dogs, dogs must be measured by an official measurer and get a certificate for the height class.
It was not easy to measure Cinnamon, as she was scared of the measuring instrument. But, luring her with a dog biscuit, the measurer managed to measure her height at the shoulder bone. Her measurement was 375mm, which falls into the Mini category. Now we are ready to enter Championships!!
Fantastic Cinnamon!!! That is great! I'm so happy the kitten is okay. And congrats on getting the measurement. I bet you're looking forward to the championships. Good luck!!
ReplyDeleteGood work finding the cat Cinnamon! Can we call you Mini-Cinni now? ;-)
ReplyDeleteGreat job Cinnamon!
ReplyDeleteJust curiosity: What are your categorys? If you were here you should have come midi if you that high. Mini is under 350mm, Midi is 350-429mm and Maxi is over 430mm.
It is always better to be smaller class becouse tehy have smaller jumps :)
They sure make those jumps high. You are lucky to qualify for the mini. If they measured me, the jumps would be too high for me to safely get my large and front loaded self over.
ReplyDeleteCan't wait to see your ribbons.
Slobbers,
Mango
Wow, great job! Putting that beagle nose to good use.
ReplyDeleteHooray for Cinnamon!! What a great nose! Maybe your human should take you to go do tracking...that's what Beagles are famous for, isn't it? Your fantastic nose?
ReplyDeleteI'm scared of the measuring tape too! My human has tried many times to measure my height because people are always asking but I always bend away coz I'm scared of the tape and then it is not accurate...so in the end, she made me stand next to a wall and put a mark on the wall where my shoulder was - and then measured that! Hee! Hee!
Wow - can't wait to hear more about your championships! Are you training hard for your trials this coming Sunday?
Slobbers,
Honey the Great Dane