Meet My Pup

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This is Chippi. He is our (as of this post) 14-week old Pomeranian puppy. He was a Christmas gift to me from my husband. You might think he's cute, but his insides are made of vinegar and piss from the depths of Hades.

Btw, thank you to my friend/brother-in-law's gorgeous girlfriend Kylie for the photos.

So, I have a question for not just Chippi, but puppies everywhere. Why if we spend a bunch of money to get you chew toys and chew treats, do you STILL choose to chew human fingers, ankles, toes and any other part of the human anatomy you can get in your mouth? Now, I don't want any scientific answers, I want them from the puppy itself.

We are in the process of housebreaking him, by ensuring he goes out every hour. When you're in Massachusetts and the average high is 37 degrees and the average low is oh, 32 maybe, this entails putting on warm clothes, watching plumes of your own breath trail out of your mouth and then removing said warm clothes when he comes back in. Luckily, when we spend time in Brewster at my in-laws' home, my MIL, FIL, BIL and BIL's gf help to take him outside for me. They are wonderful, I love them so much. In Maryland, my husband takes him out.

As you know, we also have 5 cats. We are in the process of training the pup to not chase the cats. The pup sees it as playing, the cats see it as this not-cat-not-human chasing them. Seeing it from the point of the cat, that must be pretty terrifying. So, he cannot chase cats. He's getting better about it, but we're trying to make it so that he can learn to stop chasing the cats the humane way and not by one of the cats clocking him into next week.

Did you know Pomeranians need to be brushed...a LOT? I know you're thinking duh, but when the puppy has mandibles of death (not to mention he's teething so he loves exercising those mandibles of death) and hates being brushed and squirms around, this is more of a trying task than I would like it to be.

The pup also loves waking up during the wee hours of the evening. He usually quiets down at say, 4 AM when he realizes nobody is going to drag themselves out of bed to take him outside (especially in the dead of winter in New England), but has encouraged me to start rising at 7:00 AM rather than 8. So for that, I appreciate. I've been actually way more productive and getting a lot more done during the day.

All I can say is that this past month has been a journey in pupperhood, but we won't give up. I know many people give up their puppies when they can't take it anymore, but that won't be us. Despite his mischievousness, we are so very in love with him and cannot imagine life without him. Like a child, he just needs to be reared. I guess up until this time, I've mainly had cats and cats are probably the easiest animal with fur to care for (I love my cats so, so much). We will survive!