My Powerful Why
Brief entry for my second post! My Powerful Why!
Why did I want to get a dog? Ok that one is a little convoluted. I have always had a dog, totally love dogs period! Except when we moved here to Canada we had plans to travel and did not want to get a dog because they can be a bit of a tie. Also we live remotely and the nearest vet is a 4 hour drive away ... not great in an emergency and I am a notorious worry wort! So we made the decision not to have dogs anymore. 'So what happened', I hear you ask. DIY! Yup, hubby was installing shelves and things weren't going to his liking so I chipped in with my twopenneth. To cut a long story short we had a discussion in raised tones and he took a break. Whilst he was drinking a cuppa upstairs (I thought) I put up the shelves. He appeared an hour later, he hadn't been upstairs in the kitchen at all but had gone for a drive to clear his head! And came back with a dog! Lucky had been abandoned in the bush, miles from anywhere. The temperature outside was minus 35 that day and there was a good three feet of snow on the ground. We reported him found but no-one seemed to want him back and too late ... he won my heart, he wasn't going to any pound or shelter as far as I had anything to do with it!
So how did I feel when I first got him? I adored him! He was so, so precious and I cried every time I thought about how he must have felt left out in the bush all night, cold, hungry and with two known packs of wolves in the area he was found. For months he wouldn't leave my side if we walked after dark and jumped at every little thing. he was just five months old. We were surprised he survived to be honest, hence his name, Lucky.
What did I want my life to be like with him? I wanted him to have the best possible life I could give him. I wanted to make up for all the things he'd gone through (small town living you soon get to hear all about it). I still want those things. I want to give him the tools to keep safe (listen/good recall), I want him to know that I will always protect him and for him to trust me that even scary things like getting your nails done or visiting the vet is to keep him well and comfortable. I want him to be my best friend and me his.
Right now you're all sobbing into your hankies I'm off to catch the next video lesson!
Why did I want to get a dog? Ok that one is a little convoluted. I have always had a dog, totally love dogs period! Except when we moved here to Canada we had plans to travel and did not want to get a dog because they can be a bit of a tie. Also we live remotely and the nearest vet is a 4 hour drive away ... not great in an emergency and I am a notorious worry wort! So we made the decision not to have dogs anymore. 'So what happened', I hear you ask. DIY! Yup, hubby was installing shelves and things weren't going to his liking so I chipped in with my twopenneth. To cut a long story short we had a discussion in raised tones and he took a break. Whilst he was drinking a cuppa upstairs (I thought) I put up the shelves. He appeared an hour later, he hadn't been upstairs in the kitchen at all but had gone for a drive to clear his head! And came back with a dog! Lucky had been abandoned in the bush, miles from anywhere. The temperature outside was minus 35 that day and there was a good three feet of snow on the ground. We reported him found but no-one seemed to want him back and too late ... he won my heart, he wasn't going to any pound or shelter as far as I had anything to do with it!
So how did I feel when I first got him? I adored him! He was so, so precious and I cried every time I thought about how he must have felt left out in the bush all night, cold, hungry and with two known packs of wolves in the area he was found. For months he wouldn't leave my side if we walked after dark and jumped at every little thing. he was just five months old. We were surprised he survived to be honest, hence his name, Lucky.
What did I want my life to be like with him? I wanted him to have the best possible life I could give him. I wanted to make up for all the things he'd gone through (small town living you soon get to hear all about it). I still want those things. I want to give him the tools to keep safe (listen/good recall), I want him to know that I will always protect him and for him to trust me that even scary things like getting your nails done or visiting the vet is to keep him well and comfortable. I want him to be my best friend and me his.
Right now you're all sobbing into your hankies I'm off to catch the next video lesson!
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