Heidi's Story (page 2)
Bringing up Heidi....
did I understand how adopting a grown dog would change our lives. Sure, I
figured I'd have to walk it a little and maybe actually have to do the
doggy poop pickup thing. (I think dogs really enjoy that part)
But I wasn't ready for the total immersion of doggie training that has
engulfed our lives. Ever since our youngest,
Andy, turned 18, Eileen and I have had the freedom to go away on the
weekends whenever we liked. Or, if we wanted to go for a long walk
on the weekends.. no big deal. Or, maybe sleep in a little longer
than usual, no problem. Those days are just a distant memory. We've traded
them in for a 50 pound bundle of energy that needs her morning,
and night time walks around the neighborhood. At 5 AM, the alarm goes
off (or Fiona starts moving around our faces on the bed) and Eileen and I
are out of bed getting dressed to let the "Beast" (Fiona's
nickname for this uninvited guest who now has taken over her kitchen and
laundry room) out of her crate and on her first walk of the day.
Scoping out the back yard fence for squirrels
are the days of over 6 hours of sleep. Gone are the days of just getting
in the car and going somewhere. Gone are the days of a clean house. Gone
are the days of clean hands. Gone are the days of passing another dog on
the street without the creature next to me going into a ballistic, raging,
Cujo devil-dog routine.
was obvious that Heidi's previous owners had given her a lot of love and
she knows how to give it back to humans. However, it's just as obvious
that they did very little to train her to behave properly, especially in
the presence of any other dog. Eileen and I have embarked on a training
program to get her to behave around other dogs. Once she gets over
this problem, the walks around the neighborhood will cease to be
like walking in a mine field.
time to time, I keep asking myself -what was I thinking when I excitedly
told Eileen about that Shiba Inu in the optician's office?
then Heidi comes over and politely sits in front of me and pleads with her
eyes to be petted, then rolls on her back so I can rub her underside,
closing her eyes in approval. I forget for the moment that this new
family member has destroyed the peace and order that I used to take for
Could I go ballistic? Never!
the right amount of training, maybe she will be a great addition to our
tuned for updates!
Hey.. I can actually hear a lot better like
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