Short sentences. Don’t have long. Bandit, our new foster puppy, should be done chewing his bone in about…
Puppies = Stress
Puppy breath causes amnesia. If it didn’t, dog breeders of all kinds would take up stamp collecting.
Who wants an insatiably curious set of razor-sharp teeth with four feet and a tail who steps in his own poop and has no off-switch?
They’re sooooooooooooo cute.
Yes, but they’re stressful.
I don’t know how my friends who raise guide dog puppies do it. Over and over again. And still manage to hold down jobs, feed themselves, and train their puppies.
Something has gotta give.
You Can’t Do it All
I was planning to finish painting the bathroom trim this week. That’s not gonna happen.
And the house needs a thorough cleaning. But as long as the backyard is a muddy ultimate bitey face championship ring, that’s not gonna happen either.
And it has to be okay. Because I can’t do anything about it.
Bandit needs me more than my bathroom baseboards or my kitchen floor.
And I have to make an allowance for the added stress.
Expecting Too Much From Your Dog (and Yourself)
One of the biggest training mistakes most of us make is to expect too much from our dogs too soon. We teach them to sit in our living room and then get frustrated when they don’t listen to us outside with kids running by, two dogs approaching off-leash, and a squirrel rushing by his nose.
All those things are stressors for your dog.
Expecting your dog to behave just as well surrounded by distractions as she does at home in the quiet is like…
Well, it’s like working, cooking, blogging, and cleaning house with a puppy zipping through your legs.
Time to make some allowances for stress.
It’s good for the dog. It’s good for me.
Introducing Bandit, the Foster Puppy
Saturday afternoon, the Tompkins County SPCA called to ask if I could take a 3 1/2 month old puppy.
I guess I don’t have to tell you my answer.
Bandit is a good puppy. I mean, a really good puppy.
He’s sweet. He listens well. He’s gentle with those pointy razor teeth. He’s house trained. He loves everyone. And he plays beautifully with Honey.
But we haven’t yet found his off-switch.
He’s always curious. Always exploring. Always moving.
He is not one of those dogs who sleeps 16-18 hours a day.
Maybe he’ll settle down in a day or two. He did manage to nap a little yesterday morning.
But, even tethered to my chair, he takes a lot of attention. If he turns his teeth from his bone to his pillow (which happens after about 10 seconds), I need to return his interest to acceptable chewing items. And I have to be aware enough of what he’s doing to take him for his needed outside breaks.
So wish us luck in providing a good temporary home for him so Bandit can make a happy transition to his new home when it comes along.
Do you pile on the stress? Or are you smart enough to recognize when too much is too much and scale back expectations? And, are you better at making allowances for your dog’s stress? Or your own?