The Bywong Soapbox

Well, I kept telling myself that we should practise “Staff reduction by attrition”, but it seems bizarre to be on a property without a dog around.  So Liz and I jumped in the Ute and headed down to Cooma yesterday.  The end result was an eight week old, female Staffordshire Terrier, which I named, “Dina”.

Dina... A new addition

She’s a cute little thing, brindle in colour and even spent her first night away from her siblings without much of a whimper.  A well adjusted little pup… Now let’s see if I can adjust to training a puppy again.  The only upset on the trip back from Cooma was that about 3/4 of the way back, the poor little thing tossed her cookies from the rough ride.

Voracious little eater and I expect she’ll fill out in no time..  OK, so this morning she whimpers a bit and I take her out the front to pee.  She looks around, figures the wet grass is not a great place to be and then jumps back up each front step (no small feat for this tiny little puppy). I open the sliding door to let her back in and she makes a bee-line for the kitchen……  and proceeds to pee on the floor.

Sheesh!…

Let’s see… they say they learn to hold their bladders around 14 weeks…  8 from 14 is…….   Damn! it’s gonna be a long puppyhood….