This past weekend I adopted a puppy. I’ve been wanting to get one for the past few years and until I started living alone it didn’t seem like the right time. So I’ve been looking for the past few months, and even sent a few emails out about some I liked but they never panned out. Just when I was giving up hope, I saw this little guy on petfinder:
I mean how can you not love that face? Much to my surprise the rescue place that had him replied to my emails and we set up a time to meet. I went to the meeting equipped with a leash, harness, and kennel for him to ride home in. My mom and sister went with me to look at him and they ended up adopting his brother:
I will say, it’s nice to not have to go through the “new puppy phase” alone. The first couple of days were ROUGH. He peed everywhere, like every 10 seconds. He peed so much in fact that we (my mom and I) started calling him Whizzer. He cries every time I put him in the kennel, which is to be expected, but he never goes in without a yummy treat so if I were him I’d be looking forward to it. He doesn’t like to go on walks, like whines and cries throughout the WHOLE thing, he’s a lazy bum. He’s doing really well on the potty training though, since I got him to my apartment (the first night, Saturday night, we stayed at my parents so he could play with his brother) there have only been a few accidents.
The first night I had him alone (Sunday) I was ready to give up and ship him back to the rescue place, he’s cute and cuddly and I had no doubt he’d get swooped up in a second. When it was bedtime and I put him in his cage he cried and barked for a solid half hour, when he finally did go to sleep he didn’t stay asleep long and got me back up at 3:45am. I took him out and put him back in the cage. Where he started barking again. I live in an apartment and while dogs are allowed, I didn’t tell them about him because I’m planning to move in 3 months when my lease it up and didn’t feel like paying a $400 security deposit and $50 extra a month for pet rent. So I’m a little worried that if he is constantly barking a neighbor will complain and I’ll get fined. A few people at work gave me some pointers on how to get him to sleep through the night and go to bed without crying: put a hot water bottle and a ticking clock in his cage so he thinks a sibling or mom is in there with him, give him herbal calming treats before bed, don’t feed/water him 3 hours before bed, don’t let him nap from the time you get home from work until he goes to bed and cover the kennel with a blanket or towel. I did all of these the last 2 nights and it worked! Monday night he slept from 10:30 to 6:15 and last night he slept from 10:30 until I woke him up to eat at 7 and only barked a couple of times when I first put him in his cage. However, we’re still working on the no barking when I put him in the cage to just leave to go somewhere throughout the day.
I’m adjusting and things are getting better, I feel pretty tied down and like I have no life because I’m constantly on puppy duty. I knew it would be a lot of work, but it is way more than I imagined. None the less, I’m keeping him. I know it will get better with time.
The funny thing is that people at work are seriously acting like I had a child. They asked if I wanted a puppy shower, and ask me every day how he’s doing. They’re making comments in meetings about how I’m a new mother, etc. I just laugh and tell them that for about an hour each night I have postpartum depression and don’t want him. Then I learned, this is a real thing. I just… have no words.