Here’s a summary of how the week went with the new puppy Opie.
Day 1: Isn’t he just the cutest thing? I will need everyone’s help making
this a smooth transition from his mama to our house. Might be in for a rough
night but only 1 or 2
Day 2: He’s cute but he don’t like to sleep at all!!! Maybe take the
advice of my many dog loving friends and put a t-shirt of Jackson’s in the crate
with him; bring him comfort.
Day 3: Someone else is going to have to take puppy out tonight. I was a zombie at work today and need more rest than I am
getting. Now this is a partnership; all of us are Opie’s humans.
Day 4: Determination kicked in. I was going to raise this puppy to be a
good, well rounded, pooping and peeing OUTSIDE member of this family if it kills
me. Sleep deprivation is not an excuse.
Day 5: Someone better help me either sleep or train that dog!
Day 6 and 7 were hideous and only get worse from here. I got ZERO help
with the dog, called in sick on day b/c I was literally sick from no sleep. I
am not an old lady but I am no spring chicken either it seems. I need my rest
too. Of all the animals to be dumped in my lap to care for and raise this was
the worst example of being dog-slapped I’d ever experienced.
I learned this:
- Don’t take the dog to the vet unless you are sure you are keeping it. $105 later I have one major regret.
- Warn the kids of the helping thing and force it. If they do not help it just won’t work; plain and simple
- Dogs are worse than toddlers without diapers. They just GO without warning.
- Hubby’s who’d not proven to know what to do with dogs should not be allowed to bring them home because they are cute.
- Get a dog who’s 3 and trained.
Opie is now back in the care of his mother at the house that hosted the
fish fry. I am not sure if they were upset with us or not but they did say ‘if
it doesn’t work out, bring him on back’ and that’s what we did. The kids are
upset and I miss his presence too but we can’t raise a dog like this. Not
successfully. Opie is a living creature that has needs that we are responsible
for filling. If we can’t do that, we need not have a pooch then.
Oh and another lesson learned. If you get a puppy, middle name him/her
Mayhem. You will use that name before you reach the 2 week mark!!
I love him to
pieces, but from the view in someone else’s window.
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