Get a look at the size of those paws!
We received Pearl yesterday from breeders, Suzan and Paul Baker. What wonderful people they are! They drove down from Camp Verde and we met at church. Pearl was a hit with everyone and I was amazed at how calm she was. Afterward, we all went out to eat and Pearl in her blue vest fell asleep on the floor between Suzan and me. It was quite a day for Pearl and she slept on David’s lap all the way home. I laughed as she snorted and snored; the sound of one spent pup.
In spite of our best intentions, she wouldn’t “go” out back; she waited until we were back in the house to drop her butt. C’est la vie it’s not the first or last time that pee will hit the floor. Thankfully, it’s slate.
After a little play, I left her in David’s care and went to Petsmart for a crate and vitamins and such. I came home to another accident. I’m getting good at reaching low enough to clean it up. Pearl’s already stretching my Range of Motion.
Dinner, more play and a successful “potty” outside and Pearl was crated for the night with the blanket she and I had shared all day, a couple of toys and a frozen carrot to teethe on. It was a good night… until 4:30 AM. I prefer 4:30 as a time for getting home and into bed; not time to get up. Pearl, however, had other plans.
Sooo, the routine begins. Food, play, sleep, potty. Repeat. I remember child rearing as the same. So far, we’ve had more pee and poop outside than inside. I consider this a victory. At least she’s now running to the door before she drops her butt. Yes, just like child rearing, I am obsessed with the body functions of my baby.
We seem to be bonded. She follows me everywhere and when she loses sight of me, she whines and barks pitifully until I return. When she feels unsure, she runs and hides until my chair.
She now rides quietly on my lap and doesn’t try to jump down. The only obstacle we seem to have right now is that she’s too small to get herself up on my lap and too heavy for me to put her there gracefully. Together, we’ll get it worked out.
We spent today learning how to play with each other. I take a toy and shake it and squeak it until she’s interested. Then we play “keep away” until she’s about to lose interest. Then it becomes “tug-o-war” and just as she’s about to lose interest, I give her the toy. She carries it around in triumph. When she lies down and hoards her toy, she finds I have another and we begin again.
We’ve accomplished two goals today; we’ve bonded fairly well and she’s getting the idea that she “goes” outside.
Big plans for this little girl but for right now Pearl needs to be a puppy. We will focus on bonding and potty training. Obedience will come in about a month. Time will fly I’m sure. Welcome home Pearl. I am looking forward to a long and beautiful friendship.
In spite of our best intentions, she wouldn’t “go” out back; she waited until we were back in the house to drop her butt. C’est la vie it’s not the first or last time that pee will hit the floor. Thankfully, it’s slate.
After a little play, I left her in David’s care and went to Petsmart for a crate and vitamins and such. I came home to another accident. I’m getting good at reaching low enough to clean it up. Pearl’s already stretching my Range of Motion.
Dinner, more play and a successful “potty” outside and Pearl was crated for the night with the blanket she and I had shared all day, a couple of toys and a frozen carrot to teethe on. It was a good night… until 4:30 AM. I prefer 4:30 as a time for getting home and into bed; not time to get up. Pearl, however, had other plans.
Sooo, the routine begins. Food, play, sleep, potty. Repeat. I remember child rearing as the same. So far, we’ve had more pee and poop outside than inside. I consider this a victory. At least she’s now running to the door before she drops her butt. Yes, just like child rearing, I am obsessed with the body functions of my baby.
We seem to be bonded. She follows me everywhere and when she loses sight of me, she whines and barks pitifully until I return. When she feels unsure, she runs and hides until my chair.
She now rides quietly on my lap and doesn’t try to jump down. The only obstacle we seem to have right now is that she’s too small to get herself up on my lap and too heavy for me to put her there gracefully. Together, we’ll get it worked out.
We spent today learning how to play with each other. I take a toy and shake it and squeak it until she’s interested. Then we play “keep away” until she’s about to lose interest. Then it becomes “tug-o-war” and just as she’s about to lose interest, I give her the toy. She carries it around in triumph. When she lies down and hoards her toy, she finds I have another and we begin again.
We’ve accomplished two goals today; we’ve bonded fairly well and she’s getting the idea that she “goes” outside.
Big plans for this little girl but for right now Pearl needs to be a puppy. We will focus on bonding and potty training. Obedience will come in about a month. Time will fly I’m sure. Welcome home Pearl. I am looking forward to a long and beautiful friendship.
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Never mind, you seemed to have found a method that works. :)
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