Woofie..mommy loves you !
That is to say...our first puppy!...Our sweet Mr. Woof Woof, part poodle and Irish terrier, was 8 weeks old when we adopted him from the local animal shelter. Like all new parents, for we had never had a dog before. I read books about puppies and was overcome with so many helpful suggestions on what diet he should have and all things pertaining to house training , collars and all the rest. Woofie was such a surprise, just how much you can love a dog and what an integral part of the family he would become. Since all was new to us, every detail of raising him was a struggle. First he had kennel cough and like all first time mothers , I was at the vet all the time. Worrying myself to the point of distraction. After walking him for 30 minutes, trying to get him to pee and poo, he would save it all for the minute we got home . Slowly we made progress and in between ,I spent hours teaching him commands on the leash in the backyard, with my pocket filled with Cheerios for reward . I read the cheerio tip in a dog magazine, and to this day I can't look at a box of Cheerios without thinking of Woofie!