Monday 5 September 2011

Puppy love...

For those of you who don't know...we have a pup. A now nine week old Labradoodle....and boy do I have my work cut out. Don't get me wrong, she's adorable and already part of the family but Lord can she poo. And wee. And chew. Its like having twins...the pooing, the weeing and the chewing always seems to start at the same time. Does that make me sound mentally unstable? That I think my dog and daughter are conspiring against me in a poo off, challanging me to choose which one I should clean up first? This week has mainly seen me knackered, smelling of a heady combination of Dettol and baby wipes. Stairgates have been installed, yet I am currently unable to tell you which one is to keep dog in or children out or vice versa. I came downstairs this morning to find my flip flop in a very sorry state, rather more flop than flip. The pooch had chewed right through the toe post. More fool me leaving my shoes laying around, only it then occured to me I hadn't - the dog had up ended the shoe basket and taken her pick. Lewis adores the pup...until she begins to play and nibbles on his bottom as he runs past. Darcie has had her nose well and truly put out of joint as she is no longer the baby and as I shut the stairgate on the kitchen door at lunchtime with the dog on one side and us on the other Darcie looks over and gives a triumpantly smug smile and a 'ha!' at the prospect of having five minutes without the dog attempting to lick her face off. Despite the fact that the poor puppy (she's called Lexie by the way) has been wrenched from her mummy and siblings she has settled into the madhouse relatively well......with the exception of having a bit of a reaction to her jabs, spending five hours at the vets having blood work and rehydration treatment she's just happy as Larry now. As is our vet whom I'm sure will look forward to seeing her again, especially if he gets another £200 every time she turns up.
In reality we're all waiting for the day we can take her out into the big wide world for walks. I love having her cuddle up on my lap in the evenings . I fully intend to make the most of it, as like the children she won't be a little for long and with the size the vet reckons she'll grow to it won't be physically possible for her to get on my lap. I have also just noticed that Cath Kidston do a lovely range of doggie bits and bobs.............