He always zooms up the stairs to greet me when I wake up in the morning as soon as he hears my footsteps, or as soon as there’s any sound of life from my room. With his size, it would look like he wouldn’t be able to run up those steps that fast. I bought Leo from a breeder who seemed like he couldn’t wait to hand him over to me in exchange for some cash.
I told my husband that I was just going to take a look at a puppy that we might "possibly" get as a playmate for our other Shih Tzu, 6-year old (goodest boi ever) Scotty, who was already seeming lethargic and could use a friend as he was usually without us during the day when we were at work and the kids are at school.
Like I mentioned, I could tell the breeder was kinda faking some of the answers to my questions about whether the puppy has received all his shots, and is truly ready to be rehomed because he seemed tiny still. I also knew they were charging me a premium, but that didn't matter at the time--it was love at first sight the moment I gazed into that tiny, green-eyed, lavender-nosed pup. I knew I had found another baby, and that he belonged to me and I to him. Mommy knows these things.
He bites and eats everything though, and has already been to the vet about 3 times for dangerous reasons--2 times for swallowing objects, and the most recent, for eating 2 clonidine pills that could have brought his heart rate to fatal levels--and the latter happened during the ECQ which I easily broke quarantine for, as Leo needed IV and an atropine injection.
I guess it's silly to some that I wax poetic about a puppy, but for those who have dogs, you know what I feel. I called the kids and pretended that I wasn't getting him yet (quelle surprise), took him home and minutes later, I get a "reminder" from the breeder to add some glucose monohydrate to his water when we get home, because they just traveled via motorcycle for about half an hour to meet me. I was a bit shook as I wish I'd known sooner, yet still very thankful that they were able to transport him literally by hand to me in one strong piece, as he didn't arrive in a crate.
5 months now into Leo living with us, and many sleepless nights after (I did say he was another baby), I am happy to report that my whirlwind of a pup is thriving well--and dare I say I have never seen a puppy so smitten by me as he is. He bites and eats everything though, and has already been to the vet about 3 times for dangerous reasons--2 times for swallowing objects, and the most recent, for eating 2 clonidine pills that could have brought his heart rate to fatal levels--and the latter happened during the ECQ which I easily broke quarantine for, as Leo needed IV and an atropine injection.
Why do we love our pets so? I think it's because we know their unconditional love might never possibly be given by a human to another. And it has been said that a dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than you love yourself. Somehow I believe that. I hate the fact that their life spans much less than us humans, because they are more worthy to be protectors of this world than we are.
I cannot wait to wake up in the morning.
Love you forever (and more than you know),
Leo is Kariz's 5th baby (the 4th is another Shih Tzu, the family's goodest boi, Scotty)