Remember me, the miniature poodle mix? I was
called "Baby" when I was with Pet Pro Life. My new Mom, Liz, adopted
me a week and half ago on Saturday, April 8th. She renamed me "Lily,"
and I'm doing just great! I love our morning walks and I'm excellent
on the leash. I really am a smart dog and I've quickly adapted to my
new home. I quickly mastered the doggie doors with the help of my new
brother, Tucker (a neutered three-year-old miniature poodle mix). By
the way, that's me with Tucker and my new Mom in the picture below.
I
had a few "accidents" the first few days, but after my initial nervousness
passed, I was fine and I haven't had any since then. My Mom conducts a short
four-minute training session after lunch every day with both Tucker and me.
We practice sitting, staying, coming and going down. She gives us tiny
treats and they keep us well motivated. Tucker already knew the
commands and by now, so do I. Just yesterday, I learned to stay inside
by the kitchen doggie door when my Mom pulled the car out to leave. I
know she was very pleased as she no longer had to tie me up, pull out, shut
the garage door, go in the side door to untie me, and back out the door to
the car. Both Tucker and I run out of the house when she returns home
and the garage door goes up. I know it's always a highlight of Mom's
day.
The
picture on the left is of me in my Mom's arms.
Regarding my teeth and gums, I had a deep cleaning by your vet before I
was adopted and was on
antibiotics. We finished the medicine four to five days after
I arrived. A few
days later my Mom started "brushing" my teeth each night with just
her finger and
the doggie toothpaste. Initially, I pulled away but now I know it doesn't
hurt so I let her brush them. She'll probably try using the toothbrush
in two to three weeks. I hope it doesn't hurt.
She hasn't bathed me
yet as she was told to wait ten days until my spaying incision is healed.
That'll be this weekend, I think, and I'm sure it'll be fine.
I love attention and
I have a gentle way of asking for it. I'm happy that my Mom loves
me. At night we sleep together. Tucker on one side, me on the other. Tucker
and I haven't played together yet. We're still getting to know each other.
I'm sure we will interact more as we bond. I'm the alpha dog, and
Tucker is very docile. I know Tucker is happy to have me in the house.
Mom says he's much braver on our walks with me accompanying them..
My foster mom had
said she was trying to wean me off of canned dog food. You can let her
know she doesn't have to worry. I eat my dried dog food with gusto.
Both Tucker and I get a little at lunch time with a few turkey scraps. For
dinner, my Mom mix it up with two tablespoons of cooked ground beef.
We gobble it down quickly and then we check out each other's bowl when we're
finished to make sure nothing is left.
I've met my Mom's
family, all the neighbors, and their dogs. All of them seem to really like
me. I'm very friendly and I see every person and every dog as
a possible source of attention.
I
had a few "accidents" the first few days, but after my initial nervousness
passed, I was fine and I haven't had any since then. My Mom conducts a short
four-minute training session after lunch every day with both Tucker and me.
We practice sitting, staying, coming and going down. She gives us tiny
treats and they keep us well motivated. Tucker already knew the
commands and by now, so do I. Just yesterday, I learned to stay inside
by the kitchen doggie door when my Mom pulled the car out to leave. I
know she was very pleased as she no longer had to tie me up, pull out, shut
the garage door, go in the side door to untie me, and back out the door to
the car. Both Tucker and I run out of the house when she returns home
and the garage door goes up. I know it's always a highlight of Mom's
day.
The
picture on the left is of me in my Mom's arms.
