The first three months were rough. Barley had extreme separation anxiety combined with her insane energy. If I was sitting on the couch, she was under my feet. If I was doing dishes, she was pressed against the backs of my legs. If I went to bed and left her in her crate, she cried (until I discovered she loves Jewel and started leaving music on for her). Every time I moved, she moved. If I needed to get up off the couch for any reason, or even just shifted positions, she got up and paced and needed at least 10 minutes of TLC before she curled back up or played with her toys. (This was partly good because I turned down a lot of snacks because it took too much energy to start the process over every time I got a craving for something.) Eventually, she got better--I can now walk from the couch to the kitchen without her getting up (although if I go around the corner into another room, she's usually right behind me).
Once we dealt with the separation anxiety, we still had to learn to deal with the energy. A border collie is not a good grading partner. A border collie does not like to lounge on sunny days and read a book. A border collie does like to herd things, especially a handsome white cat. At first, Barley's herding instincts were helpful. Soth had started scratching my newly reupholstered dining room chairs; Barley quickly learned that when I said, "Soth! No!" her brother was in trouble. Before I could get off the couch to get Soth, Barley would run to the chair he was on and give him the border collie stare. This may not seem that intimidating, but come over for dinner some night and you'll be quaking in your boots when she tries it out on you. Of course, when Barley gave Soth the stare, Soth would run. When Soth would run, Barley would chase. When Barley started chasing, she would run big figure eights: around the couch/coffee table, around the dining room table, repeat, repeat, and repeat again. Soth and I spent a lot of time cowering on the couch until she finished herding Soth to where she wanted him to be: the back of the couch.
|Barley giving Soth the stare.|
|Even Barley's toys like the snow more than I do.|
Finally, it warmed up to about 60 degrees--a temperature I was more than happy to welcome after my first winter in the snowbelt--and I took Barley for an hour-long walk on the rail trails near our house. She came home and slept the rest of the day. This is how we discovered hiking.
Recently, I ordered Doggin' Cleveland to help us discover more places to adventure. We'd already tried a couple of the trails of the trails in the book and had passed several more in the car, but the book outlines 50 awesome adventures to go on with your dog. The Holden Arboretum has always been a favorite of ours--we have a membership so we can go any time we want!
|Barley has gotten used to the many photo ops available at the arboretum.|
Recently, we discovered the Lakeshore Reservation, which is perfectly shady, and has an awesome beach where Barley can chase the waves.
|Crazy Face near the quarry.|
|Barley wanted to get closer to the edge of the Chapin Ledges, but I said no way!|
After two hours of hiking, we decided it was time to head home. Now, several hours later, I still have a tired Barley dog. Can't wait to try out the other hikes in the book!