We must be crazy, last week we bought a dog, a cockapoo puppy to be precise. We read up on them, they require an average amount of exercise, they are intelligent and supposedly easy to train, they are good with kids and good with cats. They seemed like the perfect dog for us, how hard could it be?
Very is the answer to that! I’m quite sure that the puppy stage is approximately one million times harder than the newborn stage. Especially if the majority of your family come down with illnesses one week after you introduce said pup to your home. I feel like my main purpose in life at the moment is to clean up poop. Kids poo and dogs poo. Just call me the poo lady. At this point I’m sure I’ve earned that title.
Dobby follows me everywhere, as does Aria. I can’t go to the toilet without a pup and a toddler in tow. I can’t go into the kitchen without a pup and a toddler in tow. He follows me up the stairs and then cries because he can’t get back down the stairs. If I don’t have a pup and a toddler in tow I worry about where said pup and toddler are, and more to the point, what mischief they are causing.
As for being child friendly, if you count terrorising her and bringing her to tears approximately 50 times a day as child friendly then we’re bang on track!
Sometimes Aria loves Dobby, she sits down and chats with him and she especially loves lying next to him when he falls asleep (probably because he won’t jump over her when he’s sleeping, or at least she hopes that is the case), other times Aria hates Dobby.
Sometimes Dobby follows Aria around chewing on her nappy (apparently it’s because it’s a similar scent to puppy training pads), jumps up at her and chews her hair, making her cry, not because he hurts her, but because she is fed up of him.
I’m sure that we will eventually be a big happy family, and even the cats will come to love Dobby, but for now I’m you’ll find me researching puppy training classes and googling how the hell do I stop my puppy harassing my toddler, and me.