Well, it’s been almost 48 hours, and…

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…and ya’ll, I’m really freaking tired. This is my first adult experience with a puppy, and after raising two babies at the same time, I have to admit that I was a bit cocky going in.  As a matter of fact, I may have said,

I raised two children. How hard could dealing with a puppy possibly be?

In retrospect, I’m sorry for those words. The first night was about as perfect as you could imagine. We got home with her about 11pm. By the time she drank, saw her new home, went potty a few times and played a bit, she was exhausted. She happily jumped in her crate and passed clean out. She woke up at 3:00 that morning, whimpered a bit until I woke up (not wailing, just making some noise) and quietly sat waiting to get out. She went outside, did her business, played with us for 30 minutes, then climbed back in her crate to sleep till 5:30– which is when I think we’ll be getting up with her every day.

Saturday was a long day.  We had a vet appt at 8am, and Dr. Breclaw fell in love. She even brought Scooter the Kitty into the examination room, so that Stella could meet a cat. (Jay and I are allergic, so there aren’t a lot of kitty opportunities to be had.)  Stella was deemed ‘absolutely perfect’ by our Vet, and weighed in at 18lbs 9 oz at almost 8 weeks. We headed home about 9:00 and by the time we got home, she was exhausted and went back into her crate for a little nap. All of us laid in my bed, watching her sleep, and waiting for her to wake up.

Day 2. She loves her crate.

I think I should have taken that time to take a nap myself, but I forgot the ‘When baby sleeps, Mommy sleeps.” rule. How I wish I’d remembered.  Anyway, all was well until last night, (aside from her getting eaten alive by fire-ants. Oh god…) when she suddenly was TERRIFIED of ‘outside’. When I say ‘terrified’ — I mean TERRIFIED.  The shit was out of control and we couldn’t get that little brat to pee or poop without everyone going outside, and then blocking the doors. Not like she had accidents inside, just more about the annoyance factor of her being so scared for no reason. It took a bit of patience on my part– especially because she went to bed at midnight, and woke up at 12:20, 1:35, 3:00 and 4:00. By the 4am session, I pretended I didn’t hear her, and so she whimpered loud enough to wake her Daddy, who took her outside. She finally woke for the ‘morning’ at 5:30am, and after a brief trip outside where she didn’t pee, I popped her annoying ass in bed with Daddy, where she promptly snuggled his neck and went to sleep. Instantly and deeply. Jay let her nap there about 15 minutes before making her get up (bad habits, Mommy!), and then he played with her all morning while I slept in until about 8:30.

This morning she’s been an absolute blast. Several poops and pees outside, she’s played with an empty Dr. Pepper bottle, a cardboard paper towel roll, and played ‘chase Daddy’s hands all over the place.’

I knew I’d love her. I knew she’d be work, but I didn’t realize how much work she’d be, and I also didn’t realize how much more I’d love her than I imagined I could. She’s annoying, wonderful, obnoxious, beautiful, wild, calm, and honestly? She’s perfect.

Jay and I have been working really hard to try to avoid a lot of ‘harsh’ scolding and voices in the house. We are trying to work exclusively with positive reinforcement, and try to re-direct behavior before we are constantly hollering ‘no!!’ all the time. Thus far, we are pleased. We absolutely tell her ‘no’, but we try to use it when we mean it, and we say it like we mean it as well. The same goes for ‘out!’, for when she’s in places I don’t want her to be. Like, the pantry. Or the flowerbed where she runs to and tries to eat the bark. Good times. Anyway, we have been using a white noise app on our iPad, and playing a ‘heartbeat’ sound. She felt comforted by it, I think, but she’s napping now without it, which is good, because at 3am when you wake up, that shit makes you want to kill yourself. It’s all ‘Tell-Tale Heart’ and stuff.

Anyway, I’m going to run and take a shower before she wakes up, and our friend arrives for her first play date. Details (and videos) to come!

8 Weeks

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