The Things We Put Up With When it Comes to Our Four Legged Friends
My husband surprised me with a puppy last year for Christmas.
We named her Calypso, Callie for short.
She was the cutest little thing I'd ever seen and my heart would melt when I would look into those puppy dog eyes.
She was very quiet and calm the first and second night after we took her home.
It all changed after that.
She would whine, bark, run around, go to the bathroom everywhere and all while we were sound asleep.
You see, we couldn't keep her locked up in a cage all night because at that time we were living in an apartment where we weren't supposed to have dogs.
We were moving into a house in a couple days, and just had to try to keep her quiet so no one could hear her bark.
She potty trained really fast, but started to get another bad habit:Biting.
She would bite anything and everything.
My husband and I had scars all over our hands from those wicked puppy teeth.
She finally grew out of that bad habit..
..
..
half of it at least.
She stopped biting us, now she was just chewing and destroying everything in sight.
Since we've moved into our house she's chewed the sprinkling system wires, my husbands basketball shoes, our door, a video game, the table cloth, and many more things.
She's about seven months now and she's still really hyper, but she's calmed down on the destroying end of it.
She's a lab mix, and I understand they're all pretty much like that.
As mad as I get at her for chewing on things, all she has to do is look up at me with those big puppy dog eyes to make me forget it all and remember the way I felt when I first saw her tiny face.
We now have another dog along with Callie named Karma.
She's a Chesapeake Retriever mix.
I love that dog to death as well, but Callie is my baby girl.
Karma takes to my husband more, and Callie does to me.
I think that dog could chew up our whole house and everything in it and I would still feel all that unconditional love that I did the first time my husband handed her to me.
The things we put up with!
We named her Calypso, Callie for short.
She was the cutest little thing I'd ever seen and my heart would melt when I would look into those puppy dog eyes.
She was very quiet and calm the first and second night after we took her home.
It all changed after that.
She would whine, bark, run around, go to the bathroom everywhere and all while we were sound asleep.
You see, we couldn't keep her locked up in a cage all night because at that time we were living in an apartment where we weren't supposed to have dogs.
We were moving into a house in a couple days, and just had to try to keep her quiet so no one could hear her bark.
She potty trained really fast, but started to get another bad habit:Biting.
She would bite anything and everything.
My husband and I had scars all over our hands from those wicked puppy teeth.
She finally grew out of that bad habit..
..
..
half of it at least.
She stopped biting us, now she was just chewing and destroying everything in sight.
Since we've moved into our house she's chewed the sprinkling system wires, my husbands basketball shoes, our door, a video game, the table cloth, and many more things.
She's about seven months now and she's still really hyper, but she's calmed down on the destroying end of it.
She's a lab mix, and I understand they're all pretty much like that.
As mad as I get at her for chewing on things, all she has to do is look up at me with those big puppy dog eyes to make me forget it all and remember the way I felt when I first saw her tiny face.
We now have another dog along with Callie named Karma.
She's a Chesapeake Retriever mix.
I love that dog to death as well, but Callie is my baby girl.
Karma takes to my husband more, and Callie does to me.
I think that dog could chew up our whole house and everything in it and I would still feel all that unconditional love that I did the first time my husband handed her to me.
The things we put up with!
