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Marley

Mark and Marley

I haven’t really written about Marley since we got her on my birthday.  So here we are in June so I thought I would give that of you who care about dogs an update.

The first few days at home were rough.  She bit.  A lot.  My hands, face, elbows, knees, legs, side.  You name it, she bit it.  She just led with her teeth and my pain was real.  I wasn’t alone, she was biting Wendy, Oliver, and Mark.  She also bit Hutch a lot who took it even worse than we did.

Eventually she stopped ramming us with her teeth and then we only had to put up with her chewing up stuff, biting Hutch, jumping up on us, jumping through the air to get to people food, and kicking me in the face as a I slept.   We have most of the stuff resolved but every morning she gets into bed between Wendy and I and kicks one or both of us in the face while she sleeps on her back.

It has been a harder adjustment for Wendy.  She has never had a puppy before.  It was always been dogs two years of age or older.  Having a rambunctious, defiant, and rowdy teenager for a dog has been an experience for her.  One that she is still figuring out.

With the biting stopped, the boys, especially Oliver were able to bond with her.  Elway was my dog who didn’t even acknowledge Mark was alive.  Maggi was also my dog who acknowledged the boys were alive but saw them more as staff than as equals.  Actually to be honest, she saw Wendy as staff as well.

Marley has become my dog too but sees Oliver and Mark as co-conspirators in her fun rather than staff.  Wendy and I are the parents.  I just happen to be the parent that gives her pieces of steak when Wendy says no.

I find new dogs are weird.  When Elway died of cancer, I never wanted a dog again.  When we got Maggi all I could think of for the first couple of weeks was that she wasn’t as good of dog as Elway.  Within a couple of years she had become my best friend and confident. 

When Maggi died of cancer, I was devastated.  She had been such a big part of the family.  Now there is Marley who isn’t Elway or Maggi but we are slowly figuring each other out and bonding over our hatred of the crow that perches outside our window and makes a lot of noise at 3 a.m.

So like a lot of puppies she goes all out all of the time.  After an epic battle today with her rope and a long walk with Mark, she is curled up in a ball beside Wendy saving her energy for attacking me and kicking me in the head at around 5:00 a.m. because she needs her tummy rubbed before going back to bed.

When Caesar Milan says never let your dog sleep on the bed, always let them sleep on your bed.

Maggi

About this time back in late 2005, Wendy and I were out for a drive and she wanted to go look at the SPCA at puppies.  We had just put down Elway the Halloween before because of liver cancer and I was missing having a dog around the house.

We went in looking for puppies and came out with a full sized, rambunctious and rowdy Weimeraner/Retriever cross that had been badly abused.  In the interview room Maggi physically wounded Wendy by jumping all around while Wendy actually said with a straight face that she thought this massive dog would be a good lap dog.

The scene in that interview room at the SPCA reminded me of when two Loonie Toon characters are locked in a room and fighting.  It was hilarious and Maggi came out on top. Then in the line to adopt Maggi, the dog somehow wrestled Wendy to the floor and I remember looking down at Wendy who was flat on her back in the lobby of the SPCA and thinking that this isn’t going to end well.

We took her home and she was confounded by the stairs.  She had never been in a house before.  If you touched her, she would get so excited, she would run off to another part of the house.  If she saw your open hand, she would lay down and cry because she was sure I would hit her.

Slowly she became my dog.  I remember the first time she jumped up on the bed and slept there.  It was a big deal that she trusted me to be that close.  Eventually she realized that no one was going to hit her, stairs could be mastered, and a queen sized bed was just about the perfect size for her to lay on.  Over time she also realized that scaring the pizza delivery guy wasn’t helping her get leftover pizza and chilled out even with strangers.

We went on countless walks to the park and she was never happier than when she had her frisbee.  She ate with the frisbee, slept with the frisbee, went to the bathroom carrying the frisbee, and carried the slimy frisbee to bed.

Maggi with frisbee

She loved to fetch and would do anything to get a frisbee.  She hurdled a merry-go-round once to come up with an errant toss.  She jumped the front of Lee’s car to get another one.  One time two Saskatoon Police Officers stopped just to watch her come down with frisbee after frisbee.  After some tosses, their black police uniforms had blonde dog hair all over them.  They didn’t seem to care.

The one thing that would drive her crazy was fetching snowballs in the yard.  She would tear up all of the snow looking for a ball made of snow.  

Maggi getting a snowball

She would never give up and eventually would bring back any snow as a way to save face.  Of course I would make another snowball and toss it out there and it would start all over again.

Maggi with a stick

Maggi was always a bull in a china shop and we were worried when we brought Oliver home that she would be too aggressive with him who was still two months premature.  I’ll always remember that dog walking extremely slowly across the floor and giving Oliver a little lick before laying down right beside him.  For whatever reason Maggi thought of Oliver as her puppy and was forever overly protective of him.  When he napped, she slept outside his room.  When he played, she always was near.

Wendy and Maggi

Maggi was smart and devious.  She never really accepted sharing a bed with Wendy and was always trying to kick her off.  She would lay beside us and punch Wendy in the head. She would actually uncover Wendy at night while making a nest for herself.  She would also try to push Wendy’s legs out of the bed.  She may have accepted me as the alpha male but she never ever respected Wendy as the alpha female of the pack.  

She liked Wendy and even loved her but never really respected Wendy.  Many times Wendy would get mad at Maggi and she would walk over to me and look back at Wendy with a look of “do something about her.”  That always went over well.

Maggi looking for a ball

This fall she developed a lump on her leg.  We had it tested and it wasn’t cancerous but a fat deposit.  We dealt with that but there was the danger that it could return as cancerous.  In December it did and she started to struggle breathing and walking.  This week I realized she was in an incredible amount of pain.  The lump grew daily and we took her to the vet who told us that it was not only cancerous but had spread to her lungs.  There wasn’t any choice and today we took her to the clinic and I held her as they put her down.

Maggi asleep in the Honda Accord

Maggi and Mark

Let sleeping dogs lie

Maggi and Wendy

Siesta

Goodbye Maggi

Sports Illustrated writer Peter King wrote this about his dog Bailey when he put him down.

I will endure a few weeks of the occasional dark thought, and I will think: ‘Pretty good trade, 159 months of companionship and friendship and unconditional love for one or three months when sadness creeps in. In fact, that’s a fantastic trade.’ I feel the same as when Woody died: The easiest way to not feel this grief is to never have a dog. And what an empty life that would be.

It was a good trade for my family as well.

Christmas Eve

After a long day of work, we spent Christmas Eve at Lee and Brittany’s place in Warman.  They had come by the house earlier and picked up the boys and the presents so all we had to do was go home and then drive out to their place.  We had a nice non-traditional Christmas dinner (some of that tomorrow) and then opened up presents.  The key to Christmas Eve is to eat quickly and no small talk (Lee famously said to Mark one year, “Less talking, more chewing”) so we can get to the presents quicker.  The tradition of the last couple of years has been to even put off dessert post Christmas present opening.

Wendy

  • I gave Wendy a Fujifilm Finepix JX600 compact digital camera.  She has been looking for a new once since her Fujifilm Finepix J10 camera needed a desperate upgrade.  This one will let Wendy take better photos, HD video, and yet still be small enough to take with her wherever she goes.  It also features 3D shooting options which means I will be asking to play with it.  I also lucked out in that it has the same battery that I just got Wendy for her old camera for our anniversary.  A nice bonus for her.
Fujifilm Finepix JX600
  •  Times Ladies Ironman Triathalon WatchMark gave Wendy a ladies Timex Ironman Triathlon watch.  Wendy rarely remembers to put a watch on and is always taking it off.  The hope is that if we got her a watch she would love, she would actually wear it.  So far so good but it is early yet.
  • Oliver gave Wendy some earrings and a lightweight tripod so she can do some night photography.  Personally I think he just wants to stay up later and is using the tripod as an excuse to hang out with mom.  He also gave her a print of him and Mark out for a walk.
  • Santa Claus surprised her with an Olympus PEN ELP-2 interchangeable lens camera.  it was used but barely used.  Wendy has been looking at a Nikon J1, some Sony NEX series cameras and a Fuji X series camera but apparently Santa found her one with a 14-42mm lens.  I was a little nervous supporting a second lens family (yeah I know how funny that sounds) but there are some really affordable Micro Four Thirds lens that we can add that she will love.
  • The dogs partnered up with Santa and got her a 16gb memory card, a Crumpler One Million Dollar House camera bag, and a 37mm lens filter.  I think she liked the camera bag more than the cameras.  Story of my life.

Olympis PEN EPL-2

Mark

  • I gave Mark a Vivitar Action Camera.  He probably wanted a GoPro but I was on a budget and he is thrilled with it.  It comes with a headband, helmet mount, and bike mount.  Expect to see him doing things that will hurt himself soon on his YouTube account.  That’s quality parenting right there folks.
Vivitar Action Camera
  • Santa Claus stopped by and gave him a Sony Xperia J cellphone.   Mark has had two other smart phones, the Samsung Galaxy 550 and then last year we gave him a HTC Desire C and he has taken very good care of them.  He loves the Desire C but it is seriously underpowered and really slow running Android and would not run some apps he really likes.  The Xperia J should speed up his life a little bit. 
  • Wendy gave him some 100 watt 2.1 computer speakers while Oliver gave him some portable X-Mini speakers.
  • The dogs gave him a pen and notebook set.
  • Lee and Brittany gave him a set of Huskie Athletics sweats and hoodie.  He’ll never take them off.
  • Wendy and I gave him a Canon 28-135mm DSLR lens mug.  It’s the closest thing he is coming to a DLSR camera this Christmas.
  • Since he is doing some winter camping at school, we gave him a couple of pairs of wool socks.  He is going to need them.

Oliver

  • I gave Oliver a set of walkie talkies and some 4×30 compact binoculars.  He was thrilled because Mark has a pair of binoculars and I gave a pair to Lee as well.  As for the walkie talkies, what kid doesn’t love walkie talkies.  Oddly enough Wendy is thrilled with them because they do Morse code.  I hear beeping in my future.
  • Wendy gave Oliver, Little Big Planet 2 which has less puzzles to solve then the first one which means he won’t be bugging Mark about helping him solve them.  Of course we also got a great family game as we got him Little Big Planet Karting.  It should be fun.
  • Mark gave him Lego Batman 2 for his Nintendo DS.  Oliver loves Batman and insists that Mark is Robin.  Mark isn’t so crazy about that.  We also got Oliver a Batman bobble head.  Something to inspire him with.
  • Santa Claus dropped off a boom box for his room along with some CDs.  Apparently Santa knows that Oliver loves chilling to music with Mark.
Memorex CD Player
  • Hutch got him an art set
  • Maggi got him a compact camcorder.  It’s only standard definition but if it was good enough to shoot Knight Rider in, it will be fine for Oliver.  He loves to make adventure movies with Mark so I can’t wait to see what he shoots.  The camcorder was being blown out at $10 and I tossed a 2 GB SD card in it.  At only 640×480 resolution, he should be able to record himself doing a “slow punch to the face” for days.  I guess I need to get him set up on YouTube (where he could be Mark’s second camera operator).
A $10 Vibe Camcorder

Lee

  • I gave Lee a full sized set of binoculars that should last him for decades.  Very similar to the ones that I have and similar to the ones my grandfather gave me.  The only thing that makes me sad is that they don’t come with leather hard cases like they used to (long before I was born).
  • The boys gave him a framed print of themselves being idiots while out on a walk.  It seems to sum both of them up so well.
Mark and Oliver Cooper at Arlington Beach in 2013
  • We also got Lee, Bobby Orr’s autobiography.

Brittany

  • Wendy gave Brittany a small cast iron pan with ingredients to make up brownies
  • Since Wendy loved the griddle I got her last year, she gave one to Brittany as well.

Me

Pentax f1.7

Canon 17-135 lens travel mug

I also got a Lowepro Classified 160 AW camera bag

LowePro Classified 160 AW camera bag

Well that’s enough from me tonight.  We are sleeping in tomorrow (as if) and then heading over to our friend’s Jerry and Gloria Reimer where we are enjoying Christmas dinner.  Then it is back to work on Boxing Day for Wendy and I.

WhiteNoise

I hate to post this here but Wendy snores.  Like a lumberjack on a rampage.  She isn’t the only one.  Mark snores (but he lives downstairs), Oliver snores, and even the dog snores.  Many nights I have been driven from our bedroom downstairs because of the snoring and then the dog senses something is wrong so she follows me, snoring as she goes.  It drives me crazy.

We have tried the nose strips and they help a bit but I finally found a solution that does work and that is the WhiteNoise app for the iPhone/iPod Touch/iPad. 

The free version is, umm, free while the paid version adds more sounds and some more features. 

I have a cheap docking station upstairs in our bedroom and I put my iPhone on to charge at night beside me and tinker with the audio for a couple of seconds until I get it right.   I tend to use ocean waves crashing (which reminds me of the Bahamas) or rain.  It also has a cool feature where it turns your iPod into an LED clock that you can adjust the brightness with a touch of the hand.   If you live with a snorer, try the WhiteNoise Lite app.  If it works, upgrade to the full version.  It’s worth it.

March 11th

In what is a tradition around here, I tend to live blog my birthday.  For some reason some of you care about that and who am I to mess with a stupid tradition.  (2011 | 2009| 2008 | 2007| 2006 | 2005 | 2003)

12:00 a.m. | Sleeping

1:00 a.m. | Fighting with Maggi for covers on the bed.

1:15 a.m. | Maggi won.  Darn it.

2:00 a.m. | Pretending to sleep so Wendy will get up with Oliver who is sick.

3:00 a.m. | Sleeping

4:00 a.m. | Sleeping

5:00 a.m. | Crap, forget to turn off alarm.

5:01 a.m. | Sleeping

6:00 a.m. | Might as well get up.  Dog’s had the covers all night long.

8:00 a.m. | Back to bed

Sony headphones8:08 a.m. | Oliver and Mark are up and wanting to give me my gifts.  They gave me the Generation Kill DVD set and a new set of headphones.  Wendy gave me Behind the Beautiful Forevers by Katherine Boo, a story about the slums of Mumbai, the dogs gave me Rin Tin Tin by Susan Orlean (never sure how Maggi is raising the money she spends) while they all went together and got me a new stereo/iPod dock.

The bad news is that I have to listen to the Adele album that I bought Wendy.  Doh!

10:00 a.m. | Oliver made me watch Power Rangers with him.  That wasn’t a good time.

11:00 a.m. | Off to get some Brier tickets for the final tonight and have lunch at Fuddruckers where Mark wants me to eat a one pound hamburger.  If I do eat it, it may very well decide how the rest of my birthday goes.

11:30 a.m | Brier tickets secured.

12:00 p.m. | Lunch at Asia Buffet.

1:00 p.m.  | A quick trip to Indigo where I grabbed a discounted copy of Conversations with Myself by Nelson Mandela and Arrival City by Doug Saunders.  Because the last thing I would want to do is have a totally pleasant birthday, I also picked up Invisible Chains, a book about the sex trade and human trafficking in Canada.

3:00 p.m. | I am watching Band of Brothers with Mark this afternoon while getting some work down.

4:40 p.m. | Mark has been introduced to NBA Jam on the iPad.  Boom-shaka-lacka

5:00 p.m. | What the heck?  Where did that flu come from.  This isn’t good.

6:30 p.m. | Wendy made me a nice supper and am putting back another episode of Band of Brothers with Mark.  I forgot how great the music is in the series.  Best line from the mini-series, “We’re paratrooper’s Lieutenant, we’re supposed to be surrounded.”

8:00 p.m. | I am off to bed for the night.  The flu has gotten worse.

Christmas 2011

I hope everyone had a great Christmas.  After a daring battery run to Walmart on Saturday morning, we met up with the Sieberts for coffee/tea and to exchange gifts and Christmas cheer.  After that we headed out to Warman to Lee and Brittany’s place for Christmas Eve dinner to open gifts.  Wendy talked about the evening over at her blog but I was got some great gifts from Lee and Brittany including some DVDs and When the Gods Changed by Peter C. Newman, an iPad from Wendy, a Denver Broncos hat from Oliver, some big bear head slippers from the dogs, the Steve Jobs biography from Mark, along with a stocking full of fun stuff.  Oh right, Wendy gave Mark, Oliver, and myself a Snuggie for Christmas.  We aren’t happy about it.

On Christmas we went over to the Reimers where I got a really cool book by Gloria’s great uncle Heinz Guderian who was a Panzer commander and later became the Chief of the General Staff during WWII.  He wrote several important books on armoured tactics and I was thrilled to get a copy of one.  It also confirms my belief that if Gloria hadn’t married Jerry, she would be leading a war against a rival country.   Kristy gave me a gift certificate for Indigo! instead of trying to figure out what to get me.  Instead of getting a book to read, I went to Indigo! today and got a big one to write in.  While we were there, we walked over to Best Buy and looked at iPad cases.  We found one that  works for now but I am planning to add a keyboard in the future but they were all out of stock.

Tonight we are chilling out, listening to Moxy Fruvous while taking down the Christmas tree and decorations.  In a couple of hours we will be ready for New Years.

The weekend

Wendy writes about our weekend on the cabin weblog.  It was a weekend of good books, Chuck E. Cheese, some lacrosse, coffee, and a dog that wouldn’t get out of the bed and a son that wouldn’t stop trying to get back in.  Oh right, this happened.

As you can see, it was going good and as I was trying to get a cute video for Wendy, it all went horribly wrong.  Oliver got some sand up his nose but other than that, he was okay.

37 trips around the sun

Lowepro Exchange Messenger Camera BagI turned 37 today.  Not much of a milestone but it was an enjoyable day.  I fell asleep on the sofa last night so I woke up early to the family and a really sore neck.  After some stretching and straining I got up and opened some presents.  Mark gave me a 70-210mm Sigma lens for my camera and a Lowepro Exchange Messenger camera bag while Oliver gave me a DSLR for Dummies book and a new camera strap.

Mini Riddell Denver Broncos helmetWendy gave me a mini Denver Broncos helmet, some new in ear headphones and some upgraded noise cancelling headphones while Hutch and Maggi got me an iTunes card so I could get some music.  The helmet made it’s way to my office and Oliver isn’t pleased.  He sees an Oliver sized helmet and doesn’t understand why there isn’t a football game breaking out.

While the Broncos helmet was pretty cool, our timing was odd with the negotiations breaking down between the owners and the players.  For NFL addicts around the world, it gives new meaning to the Day of Rage.

Keeping with the audio theme, Lee gave me a Best Buy gift card and I picked up some iHome Rechargeable Mini Speakers which will be making a trip to Toronto with me in a couple of weeks (as will the noise cancelling headphones).

To celebrate, the family took me out to Alexander’s Restaurant for supper with Michaela and Taylah.  Michaela decided that since we share three hugs a year (our birthdays and on Christmas), we must be family.  I am not so sure.  We just became Facebook friends last year.

Thanks to everyone who emailed, tweeted, and Facebooked today.  I appreciated them all.

Christmas Around Here

I see that both Wendy and Mark have posted about Christmas so I thought I might as well.  I won’t describe the day as Wendy did a great job of doing that but I will ad in that it was a lot of fun to have friends and family around. 

For my gifts, Wendy and Lee went in and got me a new 32 gb iPod Touch.  My iPod Touch was a first generation one and I was quite excited to see the it finally shipping with both a camera and a video camera in it.  I don’t have a Blackberry or smartphone but this does a good job of letting me both work and play when I need to.  I bought iMovie, and a bunch of 99 cent EA games for it and I am good to go.  Wendy also gave me a massive Rambo type knife.  I am not sure what I will use it for but there is a small first aid and survival kit in the knife handle.  Now that’s a knife.

Wilson CFL footballMaggi gave me a Wilson CFL football.  I have an NFL football but when I am watching the Grey Cup, you really need a bigger ball to toss around.

Oliver gave me a Team Canada Hockey seat cover and steering wheel cover for Hank while Santa brought me a portable external hard drive for my netbook.  I have shot several hours of video for my documentary and I really need more hand drive space if I am going to get it done in 2011 (more on that in a later post).

Lee surprised me with a copy of The Pacific on Blu Ray which made no sense since we don’t have a Blu-Ray player.  Of course then Mark unwrapped a PS3 that had Madden 11 with it.  He also gave me a The Force Unleashed II and gave Mark Call of Duty: World at War.  According to Sony VP Kevin Butler, it only does everything.  As for our PS2, it will be donated to the Centre’s half-way house where I am sure someone will enjoy playing it in the lounge.  He also gave me a new multi-tool set and flashlight.

Speaking of Lee, he was babysitting the boys this summer and Wendy walked in and all three of them were watching Predator.  Seriously, he was letting a ten year old and a 2 year old watch Predator and both of them were a little nervous.  To prove he learned nothing, there was a copy of Predator in Blu-Ray under the tree for Mark and Oliver.  We all had a great laugh over that.

On Christmas Day we went to the Reimers for Christmas dinner.  Reimers gave me a nice set of binoculars for use up at the cabin.  With North America’s oldest bird sanctuary only a couple of miles north of the cabin, there are a lot of birds flying around.  They also gave me Settlers of Catan which sounds like an ideal way to spend an evening with friends.  Kristi helped make my Christmas tree a little more Riderish with some Saskatchewan Roughrider tree ornaments and a calendar of stupid quotes.  I have a whole year of mocking stupid people ahead of me.  The only thing that I didn’t like about the dinner was that Gloria won’t give me the recipe for an amazing green bean casserole she makes.  It’s a family secret I am told.

Shaving brush and soapI am not sure any of that was on my Christmas list but it made for a fun day.  The only two things that were on my MUST HAVE list were a new zippered wallet (I hate it when I drop my wallet and my cards fall out) and a shaving brush and shaving soap which were in my stocking.

Thanks everyone, it’s been a great couple of days.

Weekend

The weekend started off poorly.  Wendy and I picked up the Festiva last night from our mechanic.  The bill was well below what I thought it would be which is a good thing.  As I was heading home, some moron ran a red and to avoid the collision, I swerved and hit the curb.  Saskatoon’s crumbling sidewalks came back and bit me as all that was left was the drainage grate which shredded my back tire.  Since I have a front wheel drive, it had to be dollied up and towed home.  The bill was $80.  Of course I had washed my cell phone the night before… Wendy didn’t have her phone on… Oliver managed to pee through his diaper…  We got home and went for dinner several hours after we had planned and just kind of laughed it all off.  Wendy was horrified when she saw the tow truck pull up but was relieved that it was something pretty minor.  Of course we always keep a spare in the vehicle but we blew a tire last weekend going to the cabin and the spare was already on it.  After talking to the tire guys, we were going to order two new tires but were still pricing them out.  Anyways, we’ll get the new tires ordered today.

Oliver turns two on Wednesday.  Earlier on Friday, Wendy and I bought him a big turtle sandbox for the backyard and tracked down some decent sandbox sand to fill it, Mark got him a toy guitar, and the dogs gave him an appropriately sized soccer ball.  Of the three gifts, the ball will be his favourite.  How do I know, he sleeps with a football at night.  Seriously, some kids have a security blanket, Oliver has a security football.  He has a big bouncy ball at home, a Nerf football for the cabin, a mini football for the car, a regulation football to play toss to Mark and I and then run around yelling “touchdown” and several balls to play with the dogs with.  I am wondering if I am letting him watch too much NFL Network.

No big plans for his birthday other than playing in the sandbox and of course chasing balls all over the backyard.

Sunday afternoon will be spent finally painting the Adirondack chairs a sky blue.  There are some great looking resin Adirondack’s out there but they are too light to be left out in front of the cabin.

Treating a dog with an ear infection

Maggi coming back from the lake in 2008

Over the years we keep getting dogs with floppy ears.  Floppy ears means the occasional ear infection and even more painful for the dog as they can progress to hematoma in the ear.  A vet suggested we use ear medication for humans but a couple of years ago Maggi had a bad ear infection and this home remedy was suggested to us.

Mix all ingredients in the alcohol bottle & shake. (make sure you shake before every application).

Treatment: Fill ear with solution & massage gently for 30 seconds and wipe with a tissue. Fill a second time and just wipe without massaging. The dog will shake the excess out. Be careful, the Gentian Violet could stain.  I use a eye dropper to fill the ear.

Treatment:

  • 2 times per day for the first 2 weeks
  • 1 time per day for the next 2 weeks
  • 1 time per month thereafter

If you are concerned about the alcohol burning the inside of the ear (it could if the dog has been scratching its ear), then you can substitute the alcohol with witch hazel.

It has worked well on Maggi and a friend’s lab in the past and it has saved us numerous trips to the vet.  Hope it works for you.

Maggi at the lake

Maggi at Last Mountain Lake

We had Maggi out at the lake two weekends ago.  The great retriever lacks the elevation to find her Frisbee when it gets tossed out in the water sometimes and here she heading back to shore so she can get a couple of feet higher and find the disc.   I am not sure if she got it this time or if Mark and I had to go get it for here as there was probably 100 or so tosses out there before she was satisfied with her swim.