Our New Year began with welcoming baby Luna. Coincidence that it’s also a full moon? I wanted to get another dog after enough time past since we lost our first dog in April. I have been over to friends houses and left early after spending time with their dogs and missing mine so much. I ran with my sister-in-law’s dog over Christmas…again missing the companionship of a dog. Since we are in an apartment my thought was that we would wait until we moved into the house, however, another thought was that we can get through some of the puppy training in a smaller space. I have been following some breeding websites online and decided to call the one near me. They didn’t have any babies posted, but I figured I would find out when they might have puppies again. To my surprise they had two available. I asked the family to go with me and see. Our last dog was really nice to me and my husband and the family for the most part, but was really mean to everyone else.
We walked in and saw two Bichon puppies. My husband immediately picked one out and my son liked the other. My daughter also liked the one my husband picked out, a spunky runt. This is much like our first dog. The difference this time is that I promise to train this dog and to socialize her. I see how we failed last time. These dogs are so tiny I was over protective of the fragile little body. That feeling came back again. I am going to fight it. She is about the size of a guinea pig.
I am going a little crazy. I got a small crate for her and she cries to be let out. So of course she is sleeping in our bed already. When I leave, she has to be crated. I thought I would try a pen, I even connected it to the crate (usually animals like a place to go that is covered). I went to the store and within 5 minutes my husband couldn’t take her crying and when I returned she was happily snuggling in his lap. Oh no! We are in trouble. The little pup is already trying to rule the house.
The breeder was crate training the puppy, she tries to only pee there. NO! So now I’m trying to train her on a potty pad next to the door. This is a hit or miss on day two. Oh boy, we have some sleepless nights and a lot of work ahead of us. I love the breed. The Bichon just reminds me of a companion, loyal and will just hang out with you, they don’t shed and I love their curly frizzy hair. She follows me everywhere. Currently she is at my feet with her head on them. I spent the last two days bonding. I don’t normally like moving only a little, however, I believe this was necessary time together. And it is below 30 degrees outside, so what else are you going to do? (There is no skiing in Houston!)