So, what was I thinking? What I mean to say is: WHAT WAS I THINKING?!

In the spring of last year, my golden retriever died. It took me about six months before I could “replace him”. After all, he was perfect, right? And irreplaceable right?

But, I work from home. I’m all alone most of the day and I love having that fluffy ball of fur under my feet worshiping me and keeping me company. I can even tell him the details of my stories and he listens so intently!

After a great deal of research and planning, I finally found the perfect doggy! He joined me over Thanksgiving. He’s a golden doodle. Sure, he’s a cute ball of fur. But—did I already ask this?—what was I thinking?

Do you know how many times I’ve been outside in the last two months? Ten thousand if my math is correct. And some of those times he actually peed out there! I’ve used my steam cleaner on the office carpet so many times it’s getting bald! And that’s just the pee…

And the little turd chews on everything! He even got a hold of my editing notebook, but we won’t talk about that because all the words I used weren’t appropriate for polite conversation.

Is there a bright side? Sure:

I don’t fall asleep at my desk often anymore. Nope. Not with a living creature climbing all over me and jumping up on the furniture.

My office is much cleaner because anything left out within four feet of the ground belongs to Boog.

If I’m frustrated, I need only look to the left or right because frankly, who wouldn’t smile to see that face?

I work more hours, because he doesn’t like to be left alone.

I have more breaks, because he “asks” to go out often—although he might possibly be pulling my chain a bit there.

So, the little fella is cute as can be. He loves me to death. He is smart as a whip. He’s trainable—if only I had more time. He sleeps good hours. He doesn’t bark often.

And the best part of all—he greets me every time I come in the room like I’m the bestest thing that ever walked on two legs. Maybe someday he will stop biting and chewing. It’s only like two years, right?photo-1

4 thoughts on “Puppies…

  1. Awwww! What a cutie! But I don’t miss the puppy days for sure!

    I usually adopt older pets to skip that “chew everything I see” phase. Even they have to be trained to go to the bathroom where they are supposed to! Ours (we have three!) are completely broken of “accidents” except for this one time…no, not at band camp…one of the dogs didn’t go potty in the morning when she was outside and it happened to be one of the few days when I didn’t come home for several hours after dropping the kids off at school. She peed on my daughter’s bed (which was just a mattress on the floor because she didn’t want her “little kid” frame anymore). It was soaked and had to be thrown away. The dog just looked at us like it was our fault for not telling her she wasn’t going to be let outside anytime in the near future.


  2. OMG! I want to smooch his nose! Ok, so I’m a sucker for dogs. I lost both of my girls a few years ago – 9 months apart. They were 15 and 16 and I didn’t think I would survive it. I definitely knew I’d never want to put myself through that again so, no more dogs. Right. That lasted about a year – and then Ty found us. I like to say he rescued us. 🙂 Life is definitely better with animals – even puppies that make you get up from your desk every 5 seconds. Think of all the exercise you’re getting walking from the office to the door! 🙂 Great post, Becca!


  3. My friend as a labradoodle and he thinks he’s a lap dog. Even as a puppy he wasn’t a lap dog size. Oh and he ate one of her best friend’s $600 shoes. Yep, puppies, got to love them. Um, Becca, I’d make time for obedience training — lol — cause these doodle mixes continue to love to chew.


    • It’s hard to get over the loss of a pet, Becca. When my Oreo died 3 1/2 yrs ago, I swore I would never have another pet. NO way was I going through that again! To this day, I still cry missing her. I did relent and get a guinea pig for Christmas though…


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