It's a big decision, you know, to go again.
The sleepless nights. The early mornings. The interrupted sleep.
The toilet training, the chewing, the energy - so much energy!
But, Wombat Girl had been nagging. The cute pics of puppies kept turning up in my Facebook feed (not that I was cyber-stalking Cloudcatcher Labradoodles...much).
And one day...Wombat needed his forever home!
I mean, really! His name was Wombat! Look at that face! The answer was never going to be no! So all of a sudden, we found ourselves puppy-proofing our home and getting ready for puppy-joy!
Wombat had to give up his home by the beach to come to the cold of Canberra, but I thought that maybe he would be OK with that - he was certainly fluffy enough! He is a medium cream fleece coat labradoodle (Max is a standard black wool coat, as a comparison).
|No idea what's about to hit him...|
He's so different from Max. Much less poodle, much more labrador. Chilled even. He lies on the floor with his back legs all splayed out behind him, which Max has never done.
Max was very unsure at first, but apart from a lead entanglement early on, they were very good with each other. We introduced them in neutral territory in the park next door. MUCH butt sniffing went on for the first few days. Max slowly began to accept there was another member of the pack and he was probably never going away.
I've been kept busy with gratuitous cute puppy shots...and the inevitable accidents. And the chewing.
The two of them have gradually gotten closer, and mostly, where you find one, you find the other...
So now we have two puppies! It feels like my pack is complete...but never say never...
How good are puppies?
Do you own dog(s)?
More gratuitous cute puppy shots?