BIG NEW MOMMA BRAGGIN’ TIME:
Today was the dreaded 1st Thursday with the boys: I had to watch both the boys until Mom came home from her weekly errands. I had visions of 4-6 hours of fighting, biting, bulldozing, yelping…it didn’t happen! We three, me and BB and Kenai, wandered in the field since the weather was nice and warm.
We practiced puppy manners: sit, come, leave it, let go, walk nice and such. Sometimes they were on leash and sometimes they weren’t.The boys were so distracted with getting their treats and enjoying the sunshine that there was practically no fussing at all.
All I had to do when the nipping started was say “tsst”, tap them, and move on, calling them to follow. We spend almost 2 hours outside–oh, my, am I sore and tired. But seeing them be brothers without being buttheads was such a pleasure. They explored and listened and smelled to their hearts’ delight, and they were so handsome doing it.
Since BB’s bowed leg can’t walk much, we walked slow and had long naps. Thankfully, fresh air and flopping in a patch of tall grass makes a boy tired. After a drink of room temp water, they dropped on the couch and snored for two hours. (yes, even puppy Danes snore) When Mom came home at 1:30 pm, they were so sleepy, they didn’t even get up off the couch to greet her!
Then it was time for their two at once vet visit. It was a meet and greet really, and sleep deprived, exhausted me forgot the health records our breeder gave us. So tommorow has an outing too. But they did great, even when BB’s poor weak leg was manipulated and misplaced knee cap moved about. We took off Kenai’s ear tape because it had a slight odd smell, and he tolerated a good cleaning. He’ll have them retaped tommorrow. The right ear is already standing, but the left wants to droop. So up they go.
The simple puppy training paid off, and they walked together perfectly on leash. Kenai has had more practice, so BB copied his brother. The stop at the pet store made me so proud of Kenai–he sat beside me so well I could write a legible check, and stayed on my left side a solid 70% of the time. He’s only 9 wks old, and already a cool cookie.
He didn’t like my trying vests on him, though he stood still when told. So I’ll have to get him used to having something on his back pretty quick–he’s almost old enough for puppy class, and he’ll have the vest on from that first day forward. Which reminds me, I need to order the patches get some red canvas fabric to make his vest. I can’t see buying new vests at $30 a peice because Danes grow so fast. I’ll make some nice looking ones until he’s grown. Then he gets a really good one.
Little BB was a bit fearful of the bells on the pet store door, and had to be carried in. Not even Kenai’s encouragement moved him, nor treat trails either. But once inside, he too was a happy and gentle boy. I think as he and Mom bond more, he’ll become a confident little fellow too. Mom is going to approach her sleeplessness with a more patient attitude, so I believe now that they will be just fine.
Monday is Kenai’s first evaluation by the service dog trainer that will help me. She’s already concerned that we have both puppies. So I’ve agreed that the boys spend too much time together: an SD has to be incredibly bonded to their handler and another dog in the house can interfere with that. So they will see far less of each other for awhile.
It seems mean at first to keep them apart, but the upside is that Kenai will become so deeply attached to me that he will still be obedient and paying attention to me, even when BB is around. And the other upside is that BB will become just as bonded to Mom, out of the initial loneliness he’ll feel. I keep remembering what their breeder said–puppies adapt.
dogs are happiest when they fit into our lives, not run them. But if dogs did rule the world, there would be no grudges or predjudice…