One week...

Well it’s been a week today since Memphis came home and I don’t remember what sleep is anymore. I love him , I really do and I knew that it would be a lot of work but no one prepares you for this.

I mean I did a lot of reading before I even knew Memphis was coming into our lives, no article tells you that you are only going to sleep 6 hours a night and that you should nap when puppy dose. I feel like having a new puppy is a lot like having a child. You have to teach him and play with him and clean up his shit when he goes on the floor while you are away and proceeds to walk in it (totally happened last night!)

I feel guilty when we go out to work or even if we come home and then have to leave again. Cory told me to stop worrying so much and I told him that I have wanted a dog for so long that I’m so scared something is going to happen now that we have him.

I struggle every day with the choices I make for him because what I do today and how I react to him and how I teach him what to do or what not to do will determine what kind of dog he is going to be for the next 10-15 years. It’s a huge weight.

He is so smart though and he’s been learning so quick.  He knows when it’s bedtime and for the last two nights he has slept through the night. He knows when we are leaving for work in the morning – we have to bribe him with his breakfast now….he is starting to explore beyond the confines of the kitchen and living room – he went into the bathroom the other morning while Cory was on the toilet

 There have been an accident or two and a bite/nibble on the toes/fingers but I can see how much he is learning and getting better every day and I thank the heavens for each day I get to spend with him.