In one of my previous posts, I broke the news that we were expecting a puppy. Time has flown by since and we now have a tiny, living creature bounding around our house.
Trust me, it’s been hard
Five days into our new life with Ted, our house became an infirmary. I was struck down with my fifth illness in three and a half months, and was warned that I was at risk of pneumonia by my GP. Then Dan caught whatever virus I’d been incubating along with my RTI, and he became ill too. In all honesty, I think I needed to nap as much as the dog did, and there was nothing worse than having to get up to let the dog out or attempt to play when your chest hurts from just breathing and you can’t hear from persistent ringing in your ears.
Here’s my update on our first two weeks together.
Bringing him home
I was nervous about the drive home – it was up to me to make sure we were safe and didn’t plough into the back of anyone for the full hour from Kent. Ted slept for most of the drive on Dan’s lap, but grew restless in the last 15 minutes or so, and I had to make it back quickly.
Ted explored his new home and garden with enthusiasm before claiming our fluffy blue rug in the living room to himself. All his toys now live in the centre of our living room, and if we try to move them, he puts them back!
The First night
The first night is tense for any new puppy owner. Ted would be leaving his mum, a brother and sister, and about 15 other Cavalier King Charles Spaniels. He was to sleep in a crate in our bedroom, and I was fully prepared for him to wail for hours, keeping the neighbours awake in the process.
Before we took him up, I cuddled him under our dimmed living room lights, and tried my hardest to make him feel tired and comfortable. Initially, he didn’t want to get in the crate, so I had to physically place him in. He cried for a few minutes then to our absolute shock, settled to sleep. About eight hours later, he whimpered for us to let him out, and we realised he’d waited for us before he had a pee! I was so proud!
The worst part of our first fortnight has got to be taking Ted for his vaccinations. Aside from the challenge of trying to find a vet that offers Lepto 2 shots, keeping Ted calm sitting outside the room was stressful. We babied him while other, bigger dogs whined and cried, clearly unnerving him and making him whimper too.
When he had his jab, he cried, and if we touched his back later in the day, he cried then too. It was like having a completely different dog – he was lethargic and looked miserable. But the next morning, he was back to his usual frantic self, racing around our garden.
When we took him to get a check up at our local vet yesterday, he shook in terror at first, but soon calmed down when he met the vet. The experience was a lot more positive this time and Ted even had a good lick of the nurse. Hopefully, he’ll be a little braver when we go back in a couple of weeks.
Despite the first morning being a success, a new puppy doesn’t come without their fair share of accidents. In one week, we’ve had poop in corner, poop in bedroom, poop in living room, poop in general. I’ve scrubbed poop of the floor more times this week than I ever have in my life – namely because I had never scrubbed poop off the floor before!
Ted also did roll backwards off the sofa, but thankfully landed the right way up on the rug. There was no yelp and I gave him a good feel afterwards, so I’m pretty sure he was okay.
It’s not been all bad – we’ve actually had quite a few successes. Ted
goes to sleep perfectly every night. He can get off the decking into the garden by himself, and can get back into the house! We live on a hill so have a dropped garden. He met his grandparents and cousins, and only bit them a little bit. Sometimes eats all his food. He’s getting used to going in his play pen in the mornings – which we had to work on so I could get over my illness.
I’m so chuffed with the Einstein we have managed to find.
- We need to teach Ted to stay in his play pen and expand the size of the pen so he learns to be on his own downstairs without eating the sofa.
- We’d love Ted to make it to the toilet all the time.
- He needs to meet new dogs. So we need to make sure he doesn’t get anxious or frightened when in the big bad world around other dogs.
- My fingers are starting to hurt, so we need to work on limiting his nipping habit.
- Start puppy classes. Our goal is for Ted to be a brilliantly trained dog, so we are going to commit to puppy classes and perhaps progress if it works!
Overall, aside from the debilitating sickness, I am thrilled with how our first two weeks have gone. We have a brave, intelligent puppy, who I can’t wait to look after for the rest of his life.
If you have a puppy, what were the ups and downs of your first few weeks? If you’re planning on getting a puppy, what things are you worried about or looking forward to? I’m no expert, but I might be able to help. Comment below!
PS. If you can’t get enough of Ted, follow his insta!