And EFB - good luck with your puppy too. ALL THE PUPPEHS!
Thanks! Though it will be a few months, I'll be sure to share puppy pics when one has actually been adopted.
I went to a Ren Faire today, which I haven't had time to do in years. It's the last weekend and the theme was fantasy, so yay I got to break out my Lothlorian elf dress, ears, and tiara-thingy, which I haven't done since the last Hobbit movie premier. Great fun hanging out, window shopping (dang there are so many costumes I want to sew), and entertaining kids by playing all the LOTR/Hobbit songs I know on my whistle and asking if they would take the Ring to Mordor
Now off to clean prosthetic glue off my ears
Jealous! About going to Ren fair and dressing up, I mean, not getting prosthetic glue off your ears.
Effby! I believe in your ability to train yon pup ye shall receive!
Dogs are like horses (except less liable to murder and mayhem, mostly) if you're nice, and kind, and care about them, they won't eat you right away when you fall down the stairs and die of a broken neck (which you really shouldn't be doing anyway
). Cats on the other hand... they're known for come what may... :O
I appreciate the confidence, Dammy.
It's actually the more hyper puppy nature of the puppy I'm nervous about rather than the training. Though I've never had a dog under the age of three, the past three dogs we've had were either completely untrained when they came to us, or close to it. My first dog, Sally, belonged to my parents and was already trained by the time I was born. Lexie (a.k.a. Alexander) showed up on our porch when he was three years old and when we couldn't find the previous owners (pretty sure they purposefully abandoned him out here, the poopy-heads.
) we adopted and trained him from scratch. He wasn't very puppy-like by that age though. Maggie, a Labrador we adopted when she was 10yo was largely untrained, but we trained her as much as we could until she died only three months later. Current dog, Eli da beagle, was three when we adopted him from a hunter my dad knows and was completely untrained. My mom wasn't able to take the first few weeks of Eli's adoption off from work, so I was largely in charge of training during the daytime hours. I housebroke him, taught him to sit, stay, shake, spin, lay down, roll over, and NOT chew electrical cords, pretty much all by myself. Lots of pee and slobber was involved, but I think he's turned out okay
and is currently sitting on the chair with me. Of course, he was also still VERY immature, hyper, and puppy-like when he came to us, in spite of being 3yo, so I'm probably worrying too much about an actual puppy being much worse.
Aw, cats aren't all that bad, really.
I've owned two of them from kittenhood to the day they died of old age-related things and hope to get another one or two in the future. But, since our Erin kitty only just died this year, we all want to wait a while before that happens. I do keep insisting we visit the kitties at PetSmart when we go there for dog food, though, and last night they had three kittens who were absolutely fascinated with Eli. Eli likes kitties, and stood on his hind feet to look at them while all three kittens were leaning over, ears pricked forward, eyes-wide, staring and sniffing at him. It. Was. So. Cute. XD
<3
Thanks for sharing the cuteness!
wow! that's a bit much