Remember I told you we were getting a puppy? Well, the fluffball is here now! Let me introduce Cooper, our 9 week-old Australian Shepherd puppy. He’s as gentle as they come. He has a good dose of energy, it’s a dog that loves to play and that’s exactly what I was looking for. He adapted really well to our family and routine. So far, so good.
He gives us a massive amount of love, and the boys are in love with him. I must be honest and admit that the first few days weren’t the “honeymoon” I expected. The constant hovering over the dog to watch if he had peed or pooped, munched on furniture, put something in his mouth he shouldn’t was overwhelming. I think I suffered a bout of Post Puppy depression (as pointed out by a friend). This is a real thing. You ask yourself : ” Why did I do this?” I made the biggest mistake of my life, and I’m stuck with that creature who depends on me and feels like a stranger for a good fifteen years. Thankfully, the love comes back after a few days, the strong bond you were wishing for is created and the puppy settles in your own routine, not the other way around.
So, after all the doubts comes the light. Now, all that’s left is to enjoy the puppy days, with it’s challenges, but mostly with it’s rewards.
Meet Cooper, the best (and cutest) puppy there is!
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