Until you’ve experienced this joy, you don’t quite realise what you’re getting yourself into. I have many MANY stories about my puppy and I’m sure over time you’ll hear them all! You see I’ve never ever had my own dog before, yet alone a puppy.

My mum has a dog named Poppy but the previous owners couldn’t keep her anymore and we brought her home. That was about 5 years ago and boy has time just flown by. However, she was already over 2 years old and was pretty relaxed, except the usual small dog syndrome barking. Anyways, earlier this year I was finally in a place in my life where I could take on a fur baby of my own! I really wanted to take on a rescue but due to my mum’s dog, she was hesitant. Poppy isn’t really known for getting along with other dogs. I was struggling to find puppies in rescue centers so I broadened my search. Eventually I found a chocolate tan Dachshund that needed a forever home! I was so excited and traveled a fair bit to meet him and pick him up. (Also side note, he was absolutely crazy when I went to go see him and that’s how I knew he was the one for me.)

First night with my new puppy (Meeko) was, well let’s put it this way…I barely got any sleep! I don’t remember anyone EVER telling me just how bad this part would be. At the time I didn’t have a crate so my little Meeko was in a pet playpen. Throughout the whole night he was jumping up and down trying to get my attention, howling, barking and whining. I had the playpen right next to my bed so I could keep an eye on him and so he knew I was really close. Yea…I was stupid to think this would make a difference. Eventually I stuck my arm in there while still laying on my front in bed. For a little bit this helped and he was happy. He licked my hand and was trying to put his paws around my wrist. But then the whining and everything else started back up; it was like my hand wasn’t good enough! It was a really rough week for sleep honestly. After some time this eventually got better and we replaced the playpen with a crate. Yes! Night time was finally sleep time!

There is of course MORE things I slowly found out that no one had warned me about. This included the ‘I chew EVERYTHING’ phase and there was nothing he wouldn’t chew! The carpet, the crate, my computer chair, my solid oak wardrobe, my bed sheets, cushions, clothes, shoes, you name it, he chewed it. If you don’t believe me I have the teeth marks he made on the bottom of my wardrobe…

I see all these photos of dogs that are chubby or overweight and I’m here thinking how on Earth? I mean if you’re walking them, giving them exercise, how do they get like this? Well again this is something else I learnt when bringing a puppy into my life..they eat everything. Nothing else to it, they just eat absolutely everything. First time I took him to the beach he was there eating the sand! So believe me nothing is off limits to them, but don’t worry they do eventually grow out of eating practically everything. Sort of. This led to other problems though. No joke, it was like I was watching a cartoon as I watched my puppy somehow fly from the floor! He lunged at my mum’s boyfriend’s sandwich and after that just dust. No sign of him anywhere! Don’t underestimate a puppy when it comes to food!

As he started to get a little bit older he was getting the hang of things he was and wasn’t allowed to chew. He was pretty smart and had some tricks I taught him already mastered. The problem was, he was getting too clever. If he had something he wasn’t supposed to have he would run. All I had to do was look at him and he’d be out of my sight faster than I could blink. The routine by this point was he grabbed, chewed, ran, hid underneath the dinner table and wouldn’t give up the item in his mouth. Bargaining with your puppy was a learning curve for me, if you want to call it that. Trying to convince your puppy to take an item you have for the one in his mouth (he’s not supposed to have) is hard work!

Overall, of course I wouldn’t have it any other way! Sure, his first Christmas is just around the corner and he’s running around with Christmas decorations in his mouth. ‘Sigh’. I thought I’d share a little of my experience with you, just in case you might be getting a furry bundle of joy soon or in the future. One last thing I will say though, is he’s my best friend and I can’t imagine my life without him. Also he just pooped out some Christmas tinsel…True story.