Enough about twitter, flickr, and widgets. Let's talk flesh and blood. We just adopted a puppy recently on a Sunday morning when defenses were down with the parental units. We could not take day of, " PLEASE, can we get a dog?????? " So, Lucy has arrived about a month ago. My recent observations of ownership of a labradoodle:
1. Energy abounds. Often times when the energy has a chance of building up without release, she runs amok. Lamps fly, pillows are tossed, rugs end up bunched at the end of the hallway. I feel for my cat...
2. The Mouth. it should be her nickname. She gnaws, licks and bites anything that is in her range. She carries laundry, specifically underwear and socks, and drops them when she grows bored-usually at the front door where visitors come in. Other items might include shower puffs, large tree branches, dead birds, shoes (a given), and sunglasses.
3. Eating Habits-wow this is a scary thing. She has the dog food thing down pretty good. Then evening arrives and its time to forage. First, we make a trip to the cat littler box and have a snack. This produces thirst, so we are headed to the toilet for a refreshing drink in the porcelain god. Now its time to walk, so great opportunity to hunt crickets, eat them alive; then if we are really fortunate, there might be some rabbit terds in the grass for a night cap. Moral: never let the dog mouth near you...
4. Training. Needs to be slow and steady. She hasn't been thrown out of Puppy Kindergarten yet, so thats a plus. Things we need to work on-Come! (this is a complete joke), no jumping, stay, and leave the treat until I say you can have it. She can sit. And lay down. Not even on demand. All you need is a food product-peaches, carrots, tomato....
So, life has been altered as we once knew it. I have no more crickets in my yard. I never have to clean the cat litter box. The baby gate is back up. Sigh.....
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