As a new puppy mom, I’m slowly learning the ropes of dog-rearing. A simple carrot “treat” has successfully stopped pee accidents in the house and the bedtime routine has been established. We’re usually in bed well before 10 p.m. due to an early morning for the hubby, but Keira has actually slept all the way until 4 a.m. a couple of nights. Most nights, however, she wakes up once around 1 or 2 a.m. for a quick potty break, which isn’t too bad now that the weather is finally starting to warm up.
The hubby was successful in teaching Keira to go down the stairs, much to our relief because she is getting a little too big and bulky to carry down the stairs, especially down a dozen steps at 2 in the morning. This required removing the gate from the kitchen to block off access to the Teen Boy cave, which was the original configuration, but so far it seems to work well. The true test is when the kids come home, for Keira used to stare at them longingly from behind the gate during meal times. Now she has full access to all the crumbs that make it to the floor. Even with two teenagers and a tween, sometimes this is whole entire chunks of food.
Next we plan to register Keira for puppy kindergarten. Along with her increase in size comes a substantial increase in energy, so much so that I’m not yet comfortable letting the kids walk her on a leash. A leaf, a branch, a bird, a child – anything will trigger Keira to run in any given direction randomly, and sometimes with such unexpected power. The only thing that will make her stop dead in her tracks is another dog. For now it’s so that she can partake in a staring game.