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Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Tons of things I’ve been meaning to post about over the last couple of weeks, but I’m a procrastinator was busy. You know, with that life thing I was referring to in my previous post.

If it hasn’t been made clear from the (meager) content of this blog, I am single and without children. Human children, that is. But, for as long as I can remember, I have always had canine children – my furbabies. I find it very hard to be without a dog in the house. Almost unnatural. They are man’s best friend, after all. Woman’s too.

 

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Meet Turbo. Turbo is my gorgeous two year old Pomeranian. I “rescued” him from my brother about a year ago, after my nephew was born. (They had three dogs in the house and it was just too much with a new baby.) He’s a bit neurotic and has some separation anxiety issues, but he is such a joy to have in my life. Very smart, and generally very calm – especially for a “toy” breed. He is very much my dog. I live with my dad, and he has very, very little to do with him or anyone else who enters the house unless I’m not here. In fact, when I’m working and my dad is home, he tends to banish himself to his crate until I do come home.

I recently decided that Turbo needs canine company, because prior to moving in here in July, Turbo had always been around other dogs. I’m sure he’s content to be the only dog in the house, but I felt that companionship might be welcome. And this was pretty lucky since he sired a litter of pups in November and the owner of the bitch was ready to start getting the pups out of her house (at only five weeks old – not the greatest idea, but that’s for another time). So last week, we welcomed home the newest addition to our family.

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Meet Riot! He’s a tiny little bundle of fluff with a rapidly developing personality. He’s adorable and so fluffy that I might just die from the overwhelming cute overload!

I’m afraid he may have developmental problems and separation anxiety from being taken away from his mother and his litter so early (it is recommended that toy breeds not be separated from the mother earlier than ten weeks), but nothing has manifested yet. He whines when he’s hungry and when he wants attention. He doesn’t make much complaint about sleeping in the crate at night or when I’m not home. He’s got the makings of a good little pup.

I can’t wait to see how he grows and develops. It really is like watching a child develop as his personality emerges complete with quirks and eccentricities.

Unfortunately, Turbo is terrified of him. I’ve never seen him shy away from another dog, but he runs from Riot when he attempts to play. I’m really starting to wonder if Turbo realizes he’s actually a dog. It’s possible he thinks he’s some type of rodent. Maybe as he gets bigger, Turbo will be more comfortable with him.

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