What has four legs and just peed on my floor?

Sorry about all the Debbie Downer nonsense last Tuesday. I guess I should explain. You know the scene at the end of the Surplus episode of The Office, when Michael, in a floor length mink, says, “Never buy a fur coat on a credit card until you absolutely have the money to pay for it”? Well, the moral of Tuesday’s post was never become emotionally attached to a shelter dog until you are absolutely sure he is coming home with you. Because finding out someone else adopted him before you could work out all of the logistics is heartbreaking.

But I’m a firm believer that everything happens for a reason. And in this case, I think we were meant to go through the adoption application process for that puppy and then lose him so that we could find the puppy who was truly ours. Which we did. The next morning. It all happened so quickly. Like, disconcertingly quickly, actually. On Tuesday, I didn’t have a dog. And on Wednesday, I did. And oh my god, am I in love.

 

World, I’d like to introduce you to Fitzwater the Wonder Puppy, or Fitz for short.. He is part Beagle, part Terrier, and all spaz. He is 8 months old, happy, silly, and a baby genius. Within 5 hours of bringing him home, Fitz had learned “stay,” “wait,” and “drop it.” He came pre-loaded with “sit,” so I can’t take credit for that one, but he sits like a champ and will wait politely (for the most part) while you’re giving him a treat, playing with toys, or getting his leash on. Sometimes, though, his puppy brain short circuits and he defaults to just jumping and running wildly around the living room. This can also explain that one time he tried to chase a ball under his body and through his own legs. He is also getting the hang of “gimme your paw” and “cuddles!”

He is housebroken (well, minus those two times visitors came over to meet him and he got really excited and peed) and crate-trained, and we’re working with him to stop that awful, high-pitched howl that Beagles are famous for. He is so perfect and docile and sweet that already I am campaigning for Puppy #2. I know that makes me insane, given how much work an 8 month old is let alone an 8 week old. Still, though, don’t you think Fitz would like one of these as a little brother?

I know, I know. It’s like, “If you give a mouse a cookie….she’ll end up asking you for another puppy the day after you bring one home.”

And don’t let the fact that he is 8 months old and can hold it all day in the crate while I’m at work fool you. Bringing a dog of any age into your life is ridiculous and all-consuming. On Saturday I left him alone for 3 minutes to get dressed and found him eating a box of matches. The irony of that situation is that the matches were out in the first place because oh my god, puppy farts are perhaps the worst smelling things of all time. Gone is our care-free ability to sleep in late on weekends or go out for dinner and drinks after work, forever to be replaced with tending to this little guy:

I couldn’t be more psyched.

So yes! I am so glad I could give you a good home, little Fitz. I’m so happy I found you.

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September 5, 2011 / life / dog / LEAVE A COMMENT / 8

8 comments

  • omg, sooo cute! I’m dying for a dog myself, but it’s just not the right time or place. But, I did have the pleasure of going with a friend to adopt a cat this weekend and it was still pretty exciting. Adopting is so great!

    • Aw, thanks Maria! Yeah, I’m pretty smitten with him. But definitely don’t get a pup until you’re absolutely ready! Even being totally prepared it is still a huge adjustment.

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  • Super cute!

    But Beagle Terrier mix?!

    My friend, you are in for a world of hurt until the pup reaches 2 years old. He will calm down then. Till then, hold on, take a deep breath, and keep a running tally of everything he destroys.

    I have a Lab Terrier mix that’s 1 year 2 months and I CANNOT WAIT till she hits 2 years old.

    • Surprisingly, he has been great about chewing and hasn’t had any real interest in it other than the normal puppy instinct to munch on the tassels of the throw blanket on the sofa (which he shouldn’t even be on, but sometimes you just want to cuddle a puppy, am I right?). Have you heard of Nylabones? They are great for chewers and keep pups occupied a lot longer than traditional toys. It’s Fitz’s favorite toy and it provides him with hours of totally-allowed chewing so he’s less likely to say, chew on a box of matches (which he totally did when we left him alone for the first time! thankfully, he didn’t actually eat any of the matches, just the cardboard box!).

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