Bau: Benefits of Reading To a Dog

Well, here I am on a poster. It was bound to happen with all my charisma. I am pleased and honored to announce that the library has made me their mascot for their Reading Program.

Library Poster

“Dogs trained to work in hospitals, nursing homes, disaster areas, and the like, their purpose to bring comfort and cheer in hopes of lightening whatever suffering humans might be going through. …(t)hey are often used to help children with emotional or learning difficulties. To improve speech and literacy skills, children in schools and libraries are being encouraged to read aloud to dogs. Excellent results have been reported, with children who read to dogs said to progress significantly better than children who read to other humans…

…If, as studies show, a dog’s nose is capable of detecting cancer, it would not be surprising if it could also detect changes caused by the relief of stress, or by the experience of mental stimulation or pleasure.”

In: The Friend by Sigrid Nunez.

I love being read to. Sometimes I fall asleep but most times I’m pretty alert. I find it rather pleasant and calming. I like it because I get to listen to stories. Most of them are about dogs, which is very considerate.

 

Bau: Watching The Oscars

Yesterday, I was invited to an Oscar party and wore my best bow tie. Oscar parties are lots of fun. I got to eat bacon and steak and even cheese while waiting for Isle of Dogs to win as best Animated Feature film.

I wondered why there aren’t more dogs nominated for supporting roles. I thought of the dog in Roma. I had watched the film snuggled next to Mistress about a month ago and found the dog quite sympathetic.

As soon as I found out that Isle of Dogs didn’t win but Spider-Man did I made my way into the bedroom and settled in for the night. I was just too upset that there was not even a mention of the significance the dog played in Roma. 

For an interesting analysis of the dog in Roma click here.

Bau tie

Bau: A Visit With Alzheimer Patients

Look at me with two of my favorite people.

We go visit just when it’s snack time and they both are so kind to give me their cookies in spite of my mistress telling them not to.

She explains that it’s not good for me but they ignore her. Good for them!

Bau and patients

Thank you for the cookies. I love  you!

The equivalent to Alzheimer’s disease in dogs is called Canine Cognitive Dysfunction Syndrome (CDS).  One thing I know for certain is that if ever I end up in a home because of Canine Cognitive Dysfunction I will always give part of my cookies to the dogs that visit me.

Physical and behavioural changes are similar in both Alzheimer’s and CDS. So similar, we can borrow from the extensive research that has been done in humans and lab animals to help understand what will delay the onset of senile dementia in pets. (5) Conversely, dogs are also increasingly being used as models to study the disease in humans. (11, 12, 13)

http://www.animalresearch.info/en/medical-advances/veterinary-medicine/cognitive-dysfunction-syndrome-Gcds/ggg

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bau: Passing With Flying Colors

As expected, I passed my evaluation to become a therapy dog with flying colors. There were lots of dogs present, most much bigger than me. One even barked at me which I totally ignored although I did find that he was awfully rude and I secretly wished that he would fail the test.
I have to admit that the whole thing was a bit intimidating and since I had never done this before and didn’t know what to expect I stayed near my mistress and obeyed her. During one of the tests, all the dogs were required to pass by an enormous tray of cookies to see if any of us would steal one. It was tempting but with my super will power I didn’t even attempt a sniff. The big dog who barked at me pounced on the cookie tray and they went flying all over the place and he  was immediately disqualified.
You can imagine how satisfying that was for me!

Caring Paws 2

Now What?

Bau: Getting A Job

I love my outside environment but inside – not counting the food available there – it’s rather depressing. I’m still missing that long hallway of my old house.

“Hey, Lazy Bones, I found you a job,” Mistress says, her tone of voice all enthusiastic and joyful as she looks down at me.

Of course, I have no idea what a job entails but still I wag my tail because of her enthusiasm and that I’m happy to see her.

She then tells me that she booked an evaluation for me. “Come on let’s go.”

Now? You want me to go now. I’m really not feeling up to it I want to tell her. Can’t she read body language. Besides, I’m still feeling somewhat depressed because of the move.

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dog contemplating having a job