July 24th 2008 2:24 pm
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So...I am still a very scared pup! Yes, If you put feather on me, I'd be a perfect chicken. My daddy started trimming my nails, and he cut too much and I started bleeding. I didnt cry, except for when he clipped it, but after that it was fine. My daddy was in a panic cause it looked like a murder scene. However, I was fine, he dipped my nail in baby powder, and it stopped the bleeding. My nails have gotten too long, and my daddy was thraumatized with the clippers as was I. So he made an appointment at the Pet Salon at Petsmart. This is my second time going there, usually I take a shower with my daddy, which isn't my favorite, but I don't mind it that much. I am a lab, I should love the water. Well off to the salon we went. As soon as I got there, a horse was charging at me! Well, daddy said it was a dog, but he was huge, a good 125lbs, and to me that constitutes a horse, his balls were as big as my head, gross. Of course, at the sight of this massive being compared to my tiny 10lbs I panicked, he probably thought I was a squekie toy, he could sooner swallow me up hole. I started crying, and was so scared I didnt want anyone to touch me. A few hours late, my daddy came back to pick me up. The lady at the salon said I cried through my whole bath, but that I was the cutest puppy she has seen in a long time. Daddy decided to walk me around the store to get familiariez and socialized. We walked by the doggy day care. It is seperated by a wall of glass. So you can look in. We walked by, and immediately all 12 dogs in there rushed to the window and started barking at me! WAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!! I got scared. Why d0n't they like me. Daddy registered me for Puppy Kindergarden. He feels that is my only hope to getting socialized. He hopes to score me a puppy date. Speaking off, after my Puppy Class, I have a date with Wendy a 2.5Mos Lab. She is just a precious as me. I'll let you know how that goes. Kisses..love Xela.
July 20th 2008 8:48 pm
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Day two at the doggy park, proved that I definitely need help in the doggy socialization are. This time was different because my Daddy Mike came along. When Daddy Alex told him about my first day at the doggy park, he couldn't believe it. Especially cause he has never head me bark. So off we went to the doggy park. As soon as I got there, for familiar-unfamiliar scents made me whimper again. I walked in, and my daddies isolated me from the big crowds. To my dismay, my cuteness was just to irresistible and a few dogs came to say hello. Once again, I went into panic mode. I started crying for my life, barking to alert people I was in danger. My daddies were right there, and before you knew it, a larger crowd of dogs gathered to see what the fuss was all about. This did not help the situation, some mean dogs actually started bitting at me, and barking back. It was hectic, my Daddy Alex picked me up, and some dogs were still able to reach me, so he handed me to Daddy Mike who lifted me up higher, I could not help the fear and panic mode i was in, and I peed all over him. Some owners came to get their dogs, but I was still crying. It was very traumatizing, my daddies did not know whether to call it a day, or make me stay. So we decided to just go far away from the crowd and watch from the distance. I was still very scared, and every now and then a dog would make its way towards me and scare me. At one point, a cute white doggy came to say hello, and it got me a big excited, she was smaller, and friendly, i wagged my tail at her, and I almost played with her, but no luck, I got scared as soon as she started playing back with me. My daddies took one of my toys to get me to play, and then some other dog took it, so Daddy Mike went after it. He is very protective of me. Some dogs on the other side of the fence, came over, and this scared me as well, even though the gate was inbetween us. One dog, named Sasha, made her way under the fence and came to play with me, she was too rough and stumbled over me, and i started crying. Is there any hope? Sasha's owner told us about Doggy Kindergarden at the Houston SPCA, which has one hour of puppy socialization on saturday, I am going to it this coming Saturday. The rest of the day at the park, i just observed and when dogs came my way I cried. Then I met a stud named Niko. He was 3mos old like me, but 6 lbs heavier. He was a handsome dog! His owners called me over with some treats, and i could not resist. They were great dog people, who held Niko down while I sniffed him. He was sweet. He really wanted to play with me, but he was a bit rough and intimidating. At one point we did play a bit, and then he stumbled over me as well, and I started crying. Im just a small lil lady. Well, i stayed with Niko and his mommies for a bit, and after a while we called it a night. I guess my experience was not great, but some improvement was observed. Third times a charm, or so I've heard, so I am going to see if my third day at the park will bring about better memories. For now, My daddy is actively looking for a puppy date for me, with a smaller gentler dog. Till then, wish me luck on puppy socialization.
July 19th 2008 9:41 pm
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I am officially 3 months old. I've been kept cozy at home with my daddies and roomies, and spoiled with their love and protection. I realized that when I come across someone whose scent I do not recognize and get scared. This happened this weekend when my Auntie Priscilla and her hubby spent the weekend with us. They absolutely fell in love with me, or at least I thought they did till my auntie said i looked like a rat/possum, but that is fine, i'll pee in her shoes or poo all over her house when she baby sits me. Just she wait. Well, when they first arrived i was scared, i hid in my crate, it took me a while, and i cried a bit, but then i warmed up to them. My daddy realized, i really need help in the puppy socialization department. The day before, I had gone over to visit my Aunt Jessica and my doggy cousin Lucky. She is an older chihuaha and isn't very friendly. Normally I am very frightened by other dogs, but Lucky didn't really scare me, nor did my Aunt Jessica. I went over to sniff my cousin Lucky and she didn't look to happy, to make matter worse, when I went to kiss her, she barked at me, and scared me. I spent the rest of the night trying to win her over, but I realized she is older and used to being the only dog, so that wont help me get socialized with other doggies. So my Daddy decided to take me to the doggy park. Oh Lordy!! As soon as I got off the car, I could smell the different scents of the dogs on the street, and could hear some of them. Instead of being happy and excited, i started whimpering. Even when I made my way inside, i was crying. Two doggies came over to say hello, and I just started screaming bloody murder. My daddy was very embarassed, but he was patient and kept reassuring me I was ok. However I was too scared and overwhelmed that all I wanted to do was be held. Of course, Daddy knows u are not supposed to do that, or else I'll never get socialized. So he just kept me near and kept reassuring me, I am ok. I was a mess. I just kept crying. You know when you to to the dog park, there is one loud, scared puppy?? Well I was that puppy that day. My daddy took me away from the crowd and we just sat and observed the doggies be doggies, but I just wanted to crawl into daddies lap. Then some nice lady came over to talk to us, she had three chihuahas, and they were old, just like my Cousin Lucky. Needless to say, they weren't that friendly, but Lobo the youngest of the two, was and he kept sniffing me, i warmed up to him for a few minutes, but then three other dogs came over and I lost it all over again. All this time I was on a leash, and daddy decided to let me loose. I just kept trying to keep sheltered and have safety. None of the dogs wanted to harm me, but I was just scared. Maybe I am too young to be at the dog park, but I need to get used to being outside, or I will never get pottied trained. You see, when I go outside to pee, I just smell all the neighbors dogs and I become frigthened so I never potty. Daddy is tired of cleaning the carpet and picking up my poopies, and I know what I am doing is bad, cause I get shameful when I do it, so I have to get socialized. The rest of my trip at the dog park consisted of me just watching the other dogs and them coming over to say hello, and of course me crying like the little baby I am. At one point, 5 or six dogs were playing around me, and I almost lost it, of course this is when Daddy came to my rescue. Although daddy wanted to try to let me be on my own, I knew no one could resist my cuteness, so if he didn't carry me, I ran to closest human pouted and batted my cute puppy eyes and up i went into their arms. I did this to about 8 diff dog owners, who all comfort me. Eventually, daddy realized I was not having it, and was not going to play with any doggies, so finally we I got to go back home. Once i entered our home, Daddy Mike told me I was stinky, so I had to take a shower with Daddy Alex. I am still not fond of showers, but i don't cry or get out of control, I am part Lab, so I am sure I will eventually love the water. Well, I am pooped, im glad to be home, and I'll probably have scary dreams of crowds of doggies coming at me. Though I know I will look back at this diary excerpt and realize, Wow...I hated the dog park, No way?!!?!