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Never say never - nothing to do with real estate

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Real Estate Agent with Coldwell Banker Elite 0225190500
I'll admit it.  I did it to myself.  As the pets got older I told the better half there'd be NO replacements when they were gone.  I should've known better.  

Our two house rabbits (they were litter trained) died within a month of each other.  Our 12 year old dog started managing to be incontenant (one time within an hour of being let outside) when we weren't looking.  Most unfortunate that it wasn't the wet kind.  So, we have to keep her outside when we're not home.

I'll be the first to say that I'm more of a cat person than a dog person.  When one of my co-workers brought one of her miniature toy poodle puppies into the office, I sorta fell into like.  I figured that he'd make a nice early birthday present for Rhonda (the better half).  The puppy however had other plans.  He chose me as his human.  Sure, he'll go play with Rhonda or our son, but it's me he looks for when he wants to cuddle.

The day after we brought him home our 55-pound Rottweiler/Husky (Baxter) decided to show him who was the top dog.  I got a panicked call from our son saying that Baxter had attacked the puppy (we hadn't named him yet) and that there was blood coming from the puppy's nose and mouth.  Talk about along drive home.  I figured that Baxter had grabbed the puppy by the middle and had done some sort of serious internal damage.  Fortunately, Baxter had only gotten him by the nose and shook him when he got too close to her food dish.  Our son's panic made things sound worse than they were.  A little cleaning by the vet, a shot of penicillin, and another shot of painkiller and the puppy was as good as new (well, a little sleepy until the painkiller wore off).

As you can imagine, it's been an adventure over the last 10 days with a puppy in the house.  Whining at night, whining during the day (and that's just from me due to lack of sleep), accidents on the carpet (thankfully it's old carpet).

Baxter and the puppy are learning to get along.  Baxter has a little more patience with the puppy chewing on her and the puppy gives Baxter's food dish a wide berth.  I hope to be able to get a little more sleep soon.


By the way, the puppy now has a name:  Little Bear (because he has a teddy bear face).  Of course that's the short version of his name.  The long version is Little Bear Who Thought He Could Take On A Big Dog And Lost.