Except that when the puppy cries at night and you need some sleep, you can put a puppy in a crate in another room. And close the door. And put earplugs in your ears. And turn on a loud fan.
We named our new little guy Scout. We have had a very broad pet-naming scheme of choosing Southern names: Scarlet (O'Hara), Twinkle (a southern beauty queen and politician), Shiloh (a Civil War battlefield), and now Scout (from To Kill a Mockingbird - set in an Alabama town). He wears his name well and answers to it as well as he does any other word said in a sing-song tune.
For the first few days Scout has wanted to be right at my feet. Literally.
There are a few things I have learned this week about puppy ownership.
- House breaking a puppy is an exhausting job. You have to always be on your guard, trying to be the dog whisperer, trying to notice any signs that he might need to "go". Add in two or three rainy days and a day spent at the emergency room and....well, it is exhausting.
- The ER visit was because of a fainting spell Daryl had on Tuesday morning. He had been feeling bad with a slight fever and no energy, but quickly got much worse and passed out Tuesday morning. It took quite a while for him to come back around -- thus the trip to the hospital. People who love me know that I love Scout and quickly asked what they could do to help with him. They came to get him and let him have a field trip at their house all day. More than one person offered and I was so grateful. And Daryl is doing fine. The thing I learned about having a puppy is that when you add someone to your family, canine or human, your family loves them, too. Because they love you. That is just heartwarming.
- Scout has been very good at walking on the leash and I have taken him for several long walks. And a walk has never been so much fun. He runs, jumps, wipes out, gets low to run through the clover, splashes in the puddles, and laughs. I'm sure he is laughing!
I totally understand puppy love!