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July 9th 2012 5:44 pm
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Mother had a decision to make when I came here. She wanted a black toy poodle. She really didn't care so much about a puppy over an adult, in fact, she thinks us adults are easier most the time.
Our Mom was a dog show person, breeder, etc. But, as times goes on, she is moving more toward a dog owner, former breeder person instead. She does LOVE breeding and keeping her own babies, knowing that the health testing and temperament testing and showing part is all done on the parents, and pretty much knowing she can predict what the babies are going to be like in those aspects.
But, Mom does mostly playing and loving with us dogs now. She is busy with working in the kennel and breeding and shows take time AND money. Besides, with poodles, the dogs being shown in conformation need to keep the fuu fuu clip and can't race around in the field and go kayaking and all that stuff Mom wants to do with us.
So, her decision was much easier... she really wanted a female and the handler lady only had a male puppy. Then, Mom heard about me. I was a finished champion so Mom's dog show eye wouldn't have any problems looking at me, BOL! I was in need of rescue... my breeder had placed me with a person who pretty much considered me product to produce puppies so she could sell them. I was kept in a crate by myself most of the time and if I wasn't in my crate, I was outside alone in a pen. I had a litter but I wasn't a good mother and my puppies had all died within the first week so the lady who had me didn't want me and sent me back to my breeder. My breeder knew Mom was looking for a black toy, so she told Mom to come get me.
I am soo happy Mom chose me and not the puppy. Puppies are fun, sure, but...even though I am almost five years old already, I am FUN too!!! I run and play and have fun just like the a puppy would BUT... I am all growed up and mostly trained and what you see is what you get, not what I might grow up to be!
Sure, I came with issues, but who is to say that a baby puppy wouldn't grow up with issues??? My issues are not too severe, Mom CAN live with them and she is working on some of them to change me. You CAN teach an older dog new tricks, sometimes even faster than you can teach a baby puppy!!!
Meanwhile, I am in a home where I am wanted for what I am, not what I may produce. She had me spayed immediately, so she obviously doesn't care that I am not a good mother. Mom loves me and doesn't care if I EVER go to another dog show. She puts pads down on the floor because, if they are on the floor, she has figured out that I won't pee in her bed, BOL! She is working on my excessive barking, but has also noticed that the longer I am here, the less I feel I need to bark for attention. And, she lets me run and play and go in the wet grass and the pond and the bushes without even worrying about my fuu fuu coat...for the first time I am finding out that dogs can all play together, we don't have to just go outside to do our business all by ourself, one at a time, and then go back in our crate.
And, I am also learning about sharing and loving and, yes, just being held quietly. Before, I just got picked up when someone was going to do something to me like brush me or bathe me or clean my teeth or whatever. Now, I have learned that if I want some loving I just need to walk over and put my feet on Mom's leg...she will instantly pick me up and hold me.
And, I have also learned that the other people here are the same way. EVERYONE picks me up and holds me, even kids and old people!
Here, if I have to go into my crate it is only for a little while, usually when we eat OR when Mom is mopping or vacuuming. The rest of the time I can hang out where ever I want to. I can sit in the chair and watch out the window, I can lie on a dog bed and I even get to sleep in Mom's bed with the others.
I am soo glad my breeder got me back AND I am even more glad that Mom and Julie drove all the way to North Carolina to get me so I could live here. Life is very, very good, finally!!