Yes, you heard me, a land shark. He eats everything, he bites everything, he pretty much wants to destroy everything, he can’t be left unsupervised for more than two seconds before all hell breaks loose and during a 15-minute power nap he builds up enough energy to cause chaos for at least an hour. He is a land shark.
This my dear readers is the new addition to our family. A 9-week-old bull terrier puppy that I’ve been waiting for the last two months. Counting the days… I should’ve counted less and slept more.
We picked him up from the airport last Saturday, 30 June. From then on our lives changed dramatically. It’s like having a baby in the house. He gets a cooked supper and breakfast every day. I have to wake him up for *school before we go to work, feed him, take him outside for a wee, make sure all his toys and his bean bag are packed and ready and measure his food for the day. (*School being my mom.)
In the evening after work we spend some playtime with him and give him supper. He falls asleep on his bean bag next to our bed, but during the night he wakes up and climbs in next to us. He loves sleeping in the middle….mmmmmm.
Yes, it’s nice to have puppy breath in the house, but the responsibility is insane. Especially with bullies. Luckily we have ‘granny’ who takes care of Kasper during the day while we are at work. With her two other dogs, a German Shepard and a Wired hair Terrier, they keep Kasper entertained and out of trouble.
Today however, I had to give my mom a break. It’s been an intense three days for her. So Kasper came to work with me. I basically work when he sleeps….which is a lot, but not for very long.
Even though he bites my hands, my face, and my ears and sometimes he even goes for the jugular, the absolute honest love I receive from him is amazing. He’s just a puppy and he simply has a different way of expressing his feelings. At the end of the day all they want is lots of love, attention, playtime, food and a warm bed. Oh … did I mention he sleeps on our bed?
Yes, and Oliver (the Maine Coon cat) is NOT impressed at all. He ignored us for two days before even sitting in the same room as Kasper. He hissed and growled and made a big fuss over a little puppy. A puppy that should quickly become accustomed to the new pecking order otherwise we are in for loads of trouble and vet bills. Last night was the first time since Saturday that Oliver slept in our room. Albeit not for very long, but slowly but surely these two will hopefully accept each other as part of the family and become friends.
He starts puppy training on Monday. I sincerely hope they don’t kick him out on the first day, but I’ll keep you all updated to his progression. He weighs about 7, 5 kg at the moment and grows by the day. Soon the puppy breath will be gone and I will long for the days when he was ‘just a baby’.