Lost in Puppydom: Rory Dylan Stephen’s Puppydom: PUPPYDOM HALFWAY DONE

PUPPYDOM HALFWAY DONE

I am now six months old. Can I sum up my experiences?

WOW!

I remember very little about my sojourn Ardendale Kennels other than the day Bob and Fay  visited me at four weeks old. I remember Bob picking me up cuddling me in his arms and sweet talking me. We pups love sweet talk! He then picked me up and we looked eye to eye. His nose touched mine and he smiled. What did all that mean? I think I tried to impress him by trundling over to the water bowl, putting my feet on its lip and having a drink. Then I headed over to Bob’s foot and oops out popped you know what!

Bob and Fay left and I had a sense of I don’t know what.

There were chickens outside the sliding door and a parrot squawking on the porch. I drank lots of milk from my mother’s stomach and started to eat a bit of kibble. I slept most of the time.

Then a month later Bob, Fay and their son A came to visit but this time they took me with them in a car to their house. A held me in a warm towel in the back seat.

I arrived at their house and being so curious and frightened with all this novelty I walked around the main floor exploring and squealing a bit.

On the first night I slept in a crate. I cried in the early morning and Bob had to pick me up and rock me to sleep. I felt so safe I treat the crate as my special home where I have three naps a day and sleep through the night.

I was not allowed to venture outside until I had all my puppy shots to ensure no dog germs made me sick. I spent a lot of time in the backyard running around, smelling everything and being so very happy. Now I love that backyard so much I don’t want to come back inside. I have been in a bit of trouble for this. We West Highland Terriers love to sniff and I must have sniffed something bad as somehow, I developed a parasite common to rabbits, but my system beat it back.

I love food and eat at will tasty chicken kibble but mornings I love a piece of sesame seed bagel or whole wheat sourdough. And when meals are prepared I am on high alert for a piece of cheese, pasta or tasty morsel. I love cooked squash, carrots and potato. Fruit not so much. At Christmas HOLY COW a piece of turkey and a bit of mashed potatoes.

I am now out walking four to five times a day and now it is warming up outside. Bob says as soon as the snow and ice melts we are going on some serious walks. The best of the best is meeting puppies so we can play. Jasper a Golden Lab pup is my bestie but Billie a King Charles Cavalier is so much fun but I don’t see much of him. There is Dash, Roosevelt, Eugene, Mooky, Remy, Cora and so many more!

I lost my manhood, whatever that means, and had to wear a cone for 10 days. UGGGHHH!

I hate baths and struggle so!

Potty training not so good. Don’t want to discuss that. Lots of trouble for me.

Puppy school soon. What is that?

Physically then I am well taken care of. I am also receiving lots of love and attention from Bob, Fay, A and in fact the entire neighborhood. I am so happy to be here.

Six months more then I am told puppydom ends. What could be more fun than being a puppy?