Nikkolette (look alike from the internet)
Still traveling, so today I thought I would focus on my puppies. Baby animals are sooooo cute. Sometimes I wish they would stay little forever.
Nikkolette (aka Nikki), my buff Cocker Spaniel, was 8 weeks old when she came to live with me. She was the first dog I ever got on my own and the youngest puppy I ever had. That was a real experience. I learned a lot about dog care and about getting up in the middle of night (I recommend you think twice when you live on the second floor of an apartment building and have to take a puppy out to pee several times a night). I remember in the middle of one cold New England night, carrying her down the indoor stairs (I think there were about 20 steps to my apartment) and falling down most of them with the puppy in my arms. Not a scratch on her, but boy did I hurt in the morning. Ah, puppies. Nikki was an easy going and sweet dog. Except for the time that the cats (Alice and Gertrude were kittens then) knocked a plate of brownies off the counter for Nikki to enjoy (and proceed to get sick all over the house) while I was out. In general with Nikki there was very little puppy damage. She shared her life with me until she was 18 years old.
Louise (aka Lulu Belle) was about 5 or 6 months old when she came to me. I still had to potty train her but she was a fast learner. She was mistreated in her early days (she had a flea collar embedded in her neck, was covered with dry mange, and was afraid of everything when she was rescued) but she was the cutest thing, It did not take her long to learn that she was safe here and no one was ever going to mistreat her again. Louise is a really smart dog and I enjoy watching her figure out things. Her puppy time went quickly and I only lost my favorite boots and a 12 roll case of toilet tissue to her puppiness. Lulu is 2 1/2 years old now, but in many ways, she still has a lot of puppy in her.
The current puppy, Sofie Bear, turned 1 in November. We rescued her at about 12 or 14 weeks. I always wonder why a puppy ends up in a kill shelter, but I guess we will never know. From the way that Sofie acts, I think she may have run wild until she was brought into the shelter. If it was up to her she would still run wild today. Sofie is the most strong willed little bit that has ever come my way. She loves to carry around my slippers when ever she can and has a real affinity to chewing on things she shouldn’t.
Sofie Day 1
Just another DogDaz morning from the road ❤