I’ve been sort of scarce on WordPress in the last several months because of a new furkid I got at the end of February. Shelby is a miniature schnauzer puppy, who is 6 1/2 months old now. She’s becoming more lovable and showing a very sweet and good-natured personality. But during her 4th-5th month, I thought I’d kill her. She was teething and listened to NOTHING I said- so training her for basic safety things (like “no” and “come”) were out the window. I finally had to get a shock collar for her, which broke my heart, but she caught on in a hurry with just the vibrate mode- I ended up having to use the actual ‘shock’ very few times (and tested it on my fingers- it’s like static electricity after walking on carpet in socks and touching something conductive). She hardly wears it any more.
A couple of weeks ago, she got spayed. When I picked her up, she looked stoned. Totally blotto. That was probably good. She got pain meds for four days, and did very well. I took her to get her stitches out earlier this week, and she was perfect. I held her down, and she didn’t move at all.
After her last haircut, she would shiver (I have to keep my apartment at about 66 degrees to avoid passing out). So, I had to get her some sweaters and a hoodie. I just got a ‘polo’ shirt for her, as it’s not as heavy (it’s been in the 90s this week, with heat indexes in the low 100s…. granted she’s inside, but still…). I never thought I’d be one of ‘those people’ who got clothing for their dog. I get her functional stuff- nothing just for decorative purposes.
She has become a great little companion, though still a baby. Her teething seems to be ‘done’. She spit out 12 of her baby teeth, which I’ve got in a transparent gemstone jar. She’s smart, and is trying to learn commands (she’s really good at ‘sit’ and ‘no barking’). I can see spending many great years with her…which is good- for a while, I wanted to trade her in for a dead goldfish 😮