We’d like to “paws” for a moment to tell you about the two newest members of our household–our puppies, Winston and Abby.
One Sunday morning in late April, we woke up to find two puppies playing in our fenced backyard. We suspected that they had been left there by someone, but we just couldn’t believe that anyone would leave a pair of pups in someone else’s yard. We do live on a corner though, and there is a little wooded area behind our lot, so we realized that it was a possibility. Still, we decided not to interact with them or feed them for a few hours to see if they would wander off on their own (as we thought our fence could have had a hole we had not previously noticed).
After church, we purchased food and collars just in case the dogs were still there. Even though my initial instinct was to say they couldn’t stay, I had already opened up to the idea of keeping one of them (in spite of the fact that we had chosen to be pet-free for the first part of our marriage). Well, when we went home, there were no dogs in sight. My heart sank a little. Then, after three minutes of standing around dumbfounded, we heard some rustling coming from some bushes in our yard. Out came the puppies!
That week, we took them to the vet and began trying to convince Jake’s parents to take one of the pups. Jake’s dad was on a search for Superdog, so he declined the offer, though Jake’s mom would have taken one in a heartbeat. Watching the puppies’ interactions, we went back and forth in our thinking over whether the pups would be better together or apart. We loved that they could play with each other when we were busy, and they obviously had a close connection. At the same time, they sometimes fought over food or attention in a way that was completely unacceptable to us. Over time, we have learned how to minimize such misbehavior, but at the time, it seemed overwhelming. At one point, we had decided to get rid of one of the dogs, but neither of us had the heart to actively seek a new home for either pup. So, after about a month, we decided to keep both dogs and finally gave them names. (We had been holding off so as not to become too attached, though obviously that didn’t work.) Before we had had them a week, Jake had already got started on building a big doghouse, so I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that we came to this decision.
Slowly but surely, we’ve figured out how to deal with life with puppies in a way that works for us and them. The dogs live mostly outdoors (where they love to play in the backyard and bark at passersby), but they spend some time inside with us each day as well. So far, they’ve only used their doghouse for play, so we let them inside when the weather is bad or the temperatures are extreme. I think they’ll like the doghouse once we put bedding in it, but we have chosen to hold off on that since they are still chewy pups at 6-7 months old. They have gone through 10 soft toys already of various designs and prices, so it looks like we’ll have to stick to heavy-duty rubber toys for now.
The puppies are currently recovering from their spaying and neutering surgeries which occurred last Friday. Winston is usually the most troublesome, but he lost his first stitch today. Within two days, Abby had lost (ahem, torn out) five of her ten stitches. I took her to the vet, who replaced the stitches with staples. We have had to watch her like a hawk, and Winston has had to learn how to be a lone since Abby has needed more alone time (and has been sleeping inside at night) in order to heal. This past week was tough at first, but it has gotten easier as the puppies are learning how to behave in these new situations.
We hope you enjoy these pics of our troublesome pups (taken a week or two after they arrived)! Abby is the skinny brindle, while Winston is the short and stout fuzzball. The vet thinks they’re from the same litter, in spite of how different they look. The vet believes Abby has lab and boxer or mastiff, and says Winston looks to be lab/terrier. I’m sure they’re both a mix of lots of things and different features of those breeds showed up in each pup, because the people who have seen them have come up with all sorts of ideas on which breed each dog most closely resembles.