“Lost in Puppydom: Rory Dylan Stephen’s Puppydom”: FROM EXISTENCE TO LIFE: THE BRIGHT LIGHT SUNSHINE FOR A WESTIE PUPPY

FROM EXISTENCE TO LIFE: THE BRIGHT LIGHT SUNSHINE FOR A WESTIE PUPPY

I am finishing off 12 weeks or so since my birth at Ardendale Kennels in Denfield, Ontario. Farm country.

Of my two months there I remember little. Drinking mother’s milk and snuggling against her and my brothers and sisters. We played now and then I am told but what games I know not. It was simply existence for a short time just enough to obtain nourishment and basic canine socialization skills. I remember a cockatiel squawking occasionally, a three-legged cat and some prize chickens scrabbling for food outside a sliding door. Hardly a challenging or memorable experience. But I thank the big canine father for blessing me with health and as Bob and Fay are discovering a “rascally nature”.

I think I may have had an inkling of what life was promising when Bob and Fay visited me at a month old. I was told then by my breeder I was a very intelligent pup when I trundled over to the water bowl, put my feet on the rim and had a long drink of water. She’d never seen a pup my age do the same. I was also told I nearly pooped on Bob’s shoe.

What I do remember is Bob picking me up under my arms looking at my face up close, sweettalking me and rubbing his nose on mine! If this was a hint about the nature of my future life I thought busting out of the kennel was going to be quite something. I have had enough of existing. I WANT LIFE!