Update‚ÄîAug. 14, 9:55 am‚ÄîEverything on the store is back up and running. Over the next few days, we will be doing some other under the hood changes, so there is a slight chance the store may be offline again. If that is the case, it should not be for more than a short span of time and anything in your shopping cart will be retained and saved for when we’re back online
We’re in the process of upgrading The Digital Frog Online store and hoped it would be a quick and hardly even noticeable process. But as these things sometimes go, we’ve run into some unexpected issues. The store is currently offline, but we’re working hard to fix them as quickly as possible and get everything back up and running smoothly.
In the meantime, if you do wish to place an order for any Digital Frog product (or even a DemoWare CD), you can call our order line at 1-800-621-3764. (Customers outside North America can call +1-519-766-1097.)
We’ll let you know as soon as we’re back up and running.
You may have read the best-selling book, Marley & Me, (sub-titled “the world’s worst dog) by John Grogan. Well I am beginning to think that our nine-month golden retriever, Dudley, might just be vying for that title. He is adorable, he is beautiful, and he is driving us crazy.
Digital Frog International has always “employed” two canine security guards. Sadly, our nine year old shepherd/lab cross, aptly named Goober, developed lymphoma last Summer and died. I was traveling to science conferences until the end of November, so delayed the search for another security guard until December. We normally “hire” rescue dogs, but very few suitable young dogs were available. One rescue organization had a suitable dog, but turned us down because we do not allow our dogs to sleep on our bed!
So, I went online and found a litter of golden retrievers. One snowy Tuesday in early December, I chose Dudley, and left him with a cuddly toy so that he would have something that smelt of his litter mates when we brought him home. On the Friday we picked up this adorable bundle of fluff.
Whisky, our number one security guard, the alpha German Shepherd, tolerated the intruder. On Saturday, we took Dudley to the vet who pronounced him fit and healthy. By Sunday evening, he was in intensive care suffering from the dreaded parvo virus with a fifty//fifty chance of survival! It seems the first injection had not taken and he had picked up the virus when walking with his foster parents.
One week, and thousands of dollars later, we again brought him home and he has not looked back since. Our early training efforts appeared to be paying off until Toby, his “cousin” came to visit. Toby taught him to steal food from the compost and to go visiting our neighbors across the road. None of our corrective efforts deterred this behavior, until, in desperation, we installed an invisible fence. Now, he stays on the property and we do not have to worry that he will chase cars.
Dudley, however, is full of mischief and loves to steal shoes, socks, hats, plants, plastic bags, DVDs, childrens’ toys, and even, last night, two dressmaker pins I had just removed from the garment I was working on. Now, the problem is, we have no chance of catching him so the only way we can retrieve the stolen item is to distract him – and the one sure way we to distract him is with food, which, of course, is simply reinforcing the larcenous behavior. One day, when the grandchildren were visiting recently, he stole a pair of socks, looked up at my daughter, trotted over to the treat bin, dropped the socks and tried to remove the lid of the bin.
His thievery is not restricted to inanimate objects – he spends hours on the pond waiting for unsuspecting frogs to emerge.
Sometimes he he succeeds and trots off with his new friend, which he then drops on the grass, anxious to continue the game of tag. Amazingly, most of these frogs do survive – after all retrievers have been bred to retrieve ducks without damaging them. He even retrieved a very large goldfish and deposited it on the grass. Fortunately we found it almost immediately, put it back in the pond and it, too, survived.