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We Got a Dog!

This Little Miggy Stayed Home || We Got a Dog!

If you follow me on Instagram than this is no secret, but it might be new to some of you here… we got a dog! He’s a boy named August (no alias this time, you get to know his real name!) and he is a standard poodle. Yes I know he looks like a doodle, but he is a standard poodle.

It’s been a little over a month since we brought a new boy into our lives and I thought I’d tell you how we found him and how life has been the past month with our August boy.

Why we got a dog and how we found him
The kids. It all starts with the kids begging and begging for a pet. Of course. My husband had a cat growing up and I sorta had a cat, for 1 year when we lived on a ranch. He was pretty self sufficient guy named Captain Jack and could be outside for days on end, until one day he never came home. (We think he was killed by the gang of wild cats on the ranch. They were a brutal bunch.) But that was the extent of my husband’s and mine combined pet experience.

We had been holding off on getting a family pet for years, but lately our children’s pleas had become more intense. No pets until Zuzu was 3 I would say. And then Zuzu turned 4. My oldest also made the point that she’s already 11 and she’s never had a pet. Plus–this was the kicker–she has practiced her violin for (kid you not) over 500 days in a row without missing a single day and her cousin got a cat after practicing just 100 days in a row and couldn’t she please finally get a pet? And while I totally blame my sister in law for setting the bar so high (thanks beyotch), my oldest daughter was right. It was time for a pet.

If we were going to get a dog, I knew I wanted a poodle or a doodle of some sort. Not only do they not shed, they’re super smart, highly trainable dogs. We started looking at shelters, but with no luck. Also, as much as I love the idea of rescuing a shelter dog, as a first time dog owner with young children I wasn’t set on it.  One night my husband Googled and found a few listings on Craigslist and another craigslist-like site. We found a listing for a standard poodle that a family was selling. He was almost a year old, potty trained and crate trained.

I called and spoke to the mother of the home and asked her everything. What was his temperament? How long did they have him? And most importantly why were they giving him up? We talked for almost an hour. They loved him–had him since he was a puppy–but with 3 kids 7 and under, and both her and her partner working full time they didn’t feel like they were giving him the best home. Mainly, it was the working–the dog spent most of the day in the crate and they didn’t want that life for him. With heavy hearts, they decided to sell him. They were also equally interested in us as a family–they wanted to meet us and make sure their dog was going to a good, forever home.

They live 2 hours away from us, but one night after school I made the drive with the girls to go see him. He was very, very excited and after that first visit I wasn’t sure we were going to bring him home. In fact we had sorta assumed that if we were getting him I would bring him home that night. But once I got there, no way could I make that call on my own. The two little girls were pretty scared of his size and excitement (I don’t blame them–he’s big!) and they had told me he was a pretty calm guy for a puppy but that he got excited around new people, but would eventually calm down. He did calm down, but it made me realize that this would be a big step for us. I told my husband he needed to go meet the puppy for himself and weigh in.

The next weekend he went with the girls (I was out of town) and his immediate reaction was similar to mine. Wow. Lots of energy. But yes, he calmed down after a bit. He called me a couple times on that visit and at some point we decided to go for it. He brought our new dog home.

The great news was that he was already potty trained, crate trained, was up to date on all his shots, and came with his crate, dog food, toys, and treats. Not that we were looking for a deal, but we got a great deal.

It’s been about a month now and some things have been great, others a little more difficult and somethings are just different.

This Little Miggy Stayed Home || We Got a Dog!

The Good
He is a really sweet dog. He’s pretty excited when he meets new people, but is usually pretty calm, which is great considering he’s still a puppy and a rather big dog. He is very soft and cuddly and loves to be loved. The first couple of days we just spent cuddling our new guy and getting to know him. A lot of people talked about how great it is to have someone in your life who shows unconditional love, especially when your kids hit the teen years and I can already see what they mean.

I like having the company when I’m home alone during the day working. It helps me feel a little more secure knowing we have a dog that will alert me to anyone approaching the house–I’m especially grateful for this when my husband goes out of town, which isn’t often but still.

Most of the girls have loved having a pet. (We’ll talk about this in the next section.) Our oldest has been especially excited to have a dog and has been helpful with everything from getting his food to picking up poop. They love it when I bring him to school pick up and drop off and right now he seems like a good family companion/mascot.

The Not-So-Good
Well other than the explosive doggy diarrhea and throw up we experienced the first week–which no one warned me about thankyouverymuch–a lot of these bad behaviors are subsiding (knock on wood) and/or we are working through them with a trainer. However, one unexpected side effect has been the uptick in stress for my husband. He recently went to see the doctor because he thought he was having reflux issues, but the doctor said no reflux–it was probably just stress. My husband claims the feeling came as soon as we got the dog and he does actually find that having a dog is stressful. He says, “It’s just one more thing to take care of.” Which I get. But, from my perspective, I don’t have to rock him to sleep, I’m not feeding him in the middle of the night, my body didn’t change because of him…. so for me it doesn’t seem like that big of a deal. I jokingly diagnosed him with post-puppy depression–ha!–but I get it… as much fun as it is having a dog, he’s also a lot of work and responsibility.

But overall the biggest issue has been his nipping at the younger girls. Zuzu is pretty skittish when it comes to animals to begin with, and she would barely let her feet touch the floor the first couple of days the dog was home. Then she got pretty comfortable around him and he nipped Lamp one day. Then the next day he nipped Zuzu. But both of those times were during high energy moments where were playing with him and so we chalked it up to him being overly excited. But then he did it a couple more times during non-high energy times. We’re working with him and a trainer and have seen some improvement in this area. And the difficult thing is just when she was starting to trust him, stand around him on her own he nipped again. So she still refuses to walk around the house freely when he’s not in his crate and that is tough. Lamp however still interacts with him just fine and moves about the house freely. We are really trying to work through this with Zuzu because how awful it must be to suddenly feel like you can’t feel comfortable in your own house anymore! Interestingly enough she has no problem with him in the car even though he is right by her. But we’re making improvement–she used to say she wished we had never gotten him, but now she says she loves August. I think they’ll be friends. Eventually.

The other big frustration has been teaching him not to pull on the leash. Again, as we’ve been working with him on this we’ve seen improvement.

This Little Miggy Stayed Home || We Got a Dog!

The Changes
There are some things which are neither good nor bad, but just different. We now have an extra member of the family to consider. We hurry home a little faster so he’s not in his crate longer than he needs to be. But just coming and going is no longer a thoughtless process. We have to decide if we can take the dog with us, what places allow dogs? Do we need to bring a water bowl? Where’s the leash? We haven’t yet gone on a trip, but of course we’ll have to find a place for him to stay when we do. Or what about a road trip, do we take him or put him back in a kennel?

Also right now our house isn’t functioning the same way. We have a gate up to keep him from going into the bedrooms in the hallway. If we leave the gate down, then we have to close all the bedroom doors. I don’t anticipate this being something we do forever (seasoned dog owners, is it something we’ll do forever?) but it’s definitely changed how we move in our house for now.

Lastly, it’s been interesting to notice how many people are dog people who want to come up and pet our dog. In the past it’s always my kids asking to pet other people’s dogs, and while I usually pet the dog with them, I would have never asked to pet a dog if my kids weren’t there. But I’ve had quite a few adults come up and ask to pet our Auggie boy. Which is sweet! And it’s made me realize how many animal lovers there are out there and seeing a side to people I haven’t seen before.

Overall we love him. He’s sweet, cuddly good boy. I hope he’s loving and adjusting to our family and that overtime all of this will feel second nature. Also, I feel like we got pretty luckying getting a great dog, the exact breed we wanted and the fact the he’s so young but not a new puppy that we had to house train, crate train, etc. I’d love to hear any advice or words of wisdom from you long time pet owners–did having a pet for the first time feel stressful? I think having a bigger dog also plays into that stress–he pulls harder, his poop is bigger (ha!) and he’s more intimidating to our daughter–do you find this to be true? Also, favorite dog toys? I’d love to help the guy have a little more fun during the day. XO

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