Those who know me, know that my dog Blue Moonbeam and I are attached at the hip. He's been my best friend and constant companion for nearly three years and having him in my life brings me an absurd amount of joy. So much joy that about six months ago I started thinking about adding another fur baby to our lives. I had reservations: would I love another pup as much as I love Blue? would Blue like having a sibling and having to share me? would I be as good as training a puppy the second time around?
Seeing the happiness and excitement Blue gets from being with other dogs (especially Sally's two labs - his cousins - Camp and Dolly) is what ultimately made me decide that I wanted to get another pup. After waiting several months (somewhat patiently) we brought baby Rosebud home this past weekend and I'm already having a hard time remembering what life was like without her.
Like Blue, Rosebud (“Rosie” for short) is a white labrador retriever. Though I got Blue at the same age there are already such noticeable differences between the two…she is sooo tiny. A bitty, fluffy muffin. Blue was quite the chunk and had huge paws – Rosebud is noticeably smaller. But maybe that’s because I’m seeing her next to her big brother who’s 85 lbs (haha). Blue had a darker mouth (especially noticeable in this first blog post with him) and Rosebud has these super sleepy eyes that look like they are being weighted down by her thick white eyelashes.
The little lady is a quick learner – knows where to find her water bowl, doing great at night in her kennel, already walking up and down the short steps outside our place, and picking up on potty training like a pro – and I think having a big brother to show her the ropes is helping so much. Watching the two of them play makes my heart explode. They run laps around the couch, wrestle with toys (Blue has been excellent at sharing), and take turns being the chased and the chaser.
Blue doesn’t seem to have any issue “sharing” me. He has been SO sweet – letting Rosebud use him as a jungle gym and personal chew toy – and his tolerance and patience with her has made me such a proud mama. He’s still deciding if he likes having her cuddle him while he naps…but I know he’s happy that his spot in bed with me hasn’t changed.
A lot of people told me not to get a second dog. Hearing things like: “that’s so much baggage to have as a single girl and is going to turn guys away,” “you’ll be so annoyed when you have kids someday and you have one dog, let alone two,” and “why would you want to go back and have to deal with potty training and waking up at night?” Unsolicited advice can be hard to take…especially when I’m in such a different life spot than most all the people offering it. Though I know the comments are meant to help and not hurt, I’ve really been trying to live each day in the present. “Future thinking” (worrying about the fact that I’m single, those unborn children, and where I might be a month from now, year from now, etc.) can be the thief of joy – at least for me – and making decisions based on the “now” is what has kept me most happy. Going with my gut and getting Rosebud has made me feel like I have my own little family. Having these two fur babies to take care of and receive love from has made my heart really full. I can’t wait to see how the three of us get closer in the coming days!
Wish me luck and send good vibes. Remembering the patience required in the early days with a young puppy is humbling and I’m trying to savor this time since I know Rosebud will only be teeny tiny for so long and she and Blue will go from newfound-friend-bliss to sibling familiarly in the blink of an eye!