Golden Mountain Dog Solutions

This is not an invisible fence.

It periodically happens that a dog can no longer remain in its present home and we are called upon to be involved in the re-homing process. Some of these dogs have issues and require rehabilitation before they can be placed, others do not, but no matter what, the adoption of any dog through Golden Mountain Dog Solutions requires the signing of an Adoption Agreement. This Agreement is non-negotiable, each item in it exists for sound reasons, and the adoption process ends immediately for any candidate that refuses to sign it as written.

Item 11 in our Adoption Agreement states:

“The Dog is not to be confined within an area contained by an “Invisible Fence” or any similar product designed to automatically administer electric shocks or other corrective signals, nor shall it be subjected to the effects of systems or equipment designed to control barking or otherwise modify its behaviour through electric shocks, exposure to sound waves, or to  radiation of any frequency.”

This policy isn’t unique to Golden Mountain Dog Solutions. There are other animal rescue organizations that include some version of this stipulation in their own adoption contracts.

Randy has addressed this subject in detail in this article posted 18 June 2010 to his personal website, so other than the preamble you’ve just read having been taken pretty much word for word from that post, we’ll leave you to get the rest straight from the source.

Pepper, in the astoundingly brief and yet still magical process of recharging his Border Collie batteries.

The following article was first published on Randy’s personal blog - Large Fierce Mammal - on 5 June 2010.

I once had a Border Collie named Pepper that every Sunday I took to participate in flyball at a school soccer field located about a 35 minute drive from where we lived at the time. The drive involved travelling most of the way on a major highway, then a turn off at a particular exit that had very specific significance for Pepper - the exit ramp led to a stop sign from which a right turn would take us past our veterinarian’s office while a left turn led to the flyball field.

Pepper loved to travel but routinely was snoozing by the time we reached the highway. Nevertheless, he was always on his feet and watching about a minute before we arrived at the critical exit. Turning onto the exit ramp started his tail wagging slowly and this continued as we arrived at the fateful stop sign. If I turned right, the tail wagging stopped and Pepper would once again curl up on the back seat, feigning disinterest, but turning left, now that was a different matter! The tail wagged the dog, and I never failed to arrived at the flyball field without the right side of my head sporting a world class cow lick. Read the rest of this entry »