Monthly Archives: September 2014

Maxine Weber, volunteer and guest blogger, shares her thoughtful and often humorous observations from inside the WDC.

If left to his own devices, my teenage son would spend hours in front of his computer, playing Minecraft or some other online game.  Last Saturday was a beautiful day, the perfect day for a mother-son outing.  No amount of cajoling will coax him outside, I know that much by now.  There is only one surefire thing that can lure him away from the siren call of the computer – sushi. Read Full Article ›

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Puppy Socialization
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Basic Obedience
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Nosework
Thursdays, 7:30-8:30p, starts Oct. 30th
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Maxine Weber, volunteer and guest blogger, shares her thoughtful and often humorous observations from inside the WDC.

It is 7pm and all the dogs have gone home. The boisterous daytime sounds have been replaced by the gentle hum of the vacuum cleaner. Each evening the entire Center is vacuumed, errant tuffs of dog hair quietly disappear into our trusty Miele.

As I vacuum, the gentle hum causes my mind to drift back to thoughts of college.

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Maxine Weber, volunteer and guest blogger, shares her thoughtful and often humorous observations from inside the WDC.

It’s not my husband’s fault he’s a cat lover. His mother was a breeder of champion Burmese cats when he was a kid.   He has been known to honk at “Cats Rule, Dogs Drool” bumper stickers. But, since opposites attract, my husband ended up marrying a dog lover. My many pleadings for a dog have been met with a scrunched up face and a shake of the head. “No Dogs”.   (So now I am getting my dog fix by volunteering at the Working Dog Center.) Read Full Article ›

Maxine Weber, volunteer and guest blogger, shares her thoughtful and often humorous observations from inside the WDC.

From the time my son was strong enough to stand, he periodically did something that my sister-in-law dubbed “the happy dance”. Pure joy radiated from his little round face and spread through the rest of his body. He would hoist himself up, holding onto the nearest piece of furniture, get up on his tip toes and step excited back and forth, wagging his rear end and shriek with glee. Read Full Article ›

by Maxine Weber, Volunteer

I sit at my desk listening to the sounds of children playing in the school yard behind my house. On a beautiful September afternoon, the sound of them happily playing some version of tag or chase can get so loud that I sometimes have to close my window if someone calls on the phone. It is a happy, innocent noise and so my window closing is one of a practical matter; I am not annoyed. Read Full Article ›