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Sky arrived on 31st July 2008 amidst great anticipation. I had puppy walked before but my previous pup had been almost 7 months on arrival so this was my first real "puppy" as in very small bundle of fluff.
As the day of delivery approached I was full of positive thoughts and looking forward to being the best puppy walker ever. The bonding process had already started, I knew she was a yellow lab and she was called Sky, but I was if I'm honest having an occasional irrational panic…… "What if I don't like my pup, what if we don't bond, am I ready for the joys of house-training again?"
The moment I saw her I knew everything was going to be fine and she would fit perfectly into the family.
House -training went well. Having a puppy in the summer months has its advantages; you can leave the back door open for easy access to the pen and no standing in the cold and/or rain. Vigilance and patience paid off and the accidents soon reduced and then came to a halt at 13 weeks. She had done well I thought, even if she did now believe her name was "busy busy".
She loved being carried round the shops at the pre-vaccinated stage and being small, the aching arms syndrome didn't set in until the end. She was however, a terrible wriggler to put it mildly, with frequent mind-blowingly determined attempts to get down on the ground.
She often ended up climbing onto my shoulder poised to leap down my back. Frequent help was enlisted from members of the public to help talk my pup down, much to their amusement.
I countered her attempts by carrying her with her legs pointing out in front so there was nothing for her to push against but she upped the anti by discovering backwards head butting in a big way. I regularly found myself wondering if her puppy lead could be used to truss her up
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