Owning a puppy is wonderful. You always
have a little furry friend around your feet. One to chew on your toes
whenever you're about to move, where ever you're going. Jumping on
you, just when you're picking up a pen. Or when you forget to take
that cup of coffee you've been longing for the whole morning and at
times even after noon, and you don't wanna fight your way back to the
kitchen for getting it. When you do, and you go back to your seat, he
put his front paws on your lap and lick your hands, thigh, belly...
whatever he can reach. All with a waging tail and cute eyes that
tells «play with me, pet me, love me.» Those eyes are really hard
to resist.
Being waked up at 3 am by a howling
puppy that woke up by people coming home from the city, why he's
howling? He wants to greet them of course. And again at 5 am because
he has to go out! And there's only a matter of seconds before he sits
down in your bed and pee. Afterwards he rolls up next to you and want
you to rub his little belly. Licking his mouth in pure joy, while
he's rubbing his back in your bed, making it furry since you forgot
to groom him that one day. Ah those puppy joys.
I remember a time when Beethoven was 9
weeks old. He was cute, charming perhaps, and he always opened my
wardrobe to get my panties and socks. It continued for weeks till I
put on a lock on it. Now he stands up on his back-legs and begs for me
to open it, when ever he wants to go in there. What he's gonna do
with them, I've no idea, but he really loves them. I guess it's
because they smell like me.
I kind of miss the days when I had to
go out with Beethoven in the middle of the night. He runs out, doing
his business and come back. Then he wants to play, so he runs around
in circles, kind of jumpily on the way back in. When we're indoors,
he roll up on the doormat and fell asleep instantly.
It's things like these who seems so
frustrating at that point, but when you look back at it, it's so cozy
and enjoyable. I guess it's all the awake nights and the extra
cleaning that makes it hard to see. I personally wouldn't changed
these months with anything else. The days go way too fast, and
without warning your little pup has hit puberty and starts out as a
young dog. A young dog with his new needs and desires. Soon enough,
he isn't as independent of you, and find other dogs and people more
interesting at periods. But deep within, he's still your little
puppy that you spend awaken nights with. Comforting him when he
thought things were a little too scary. Giving him all love and
attention when he needed it the most. You were there when he first
dared to walk down the stairs, all by him self, for the very first
time. You were the one that he followed like glued when he was a tiny
pup and thought the world was big and scary. It's all good memories that's worth keeping. Enjoy your puppy time, it's over before you know it.
