Puppy Love

The past few months have been a busy time, working on my book and generally getting through life. However, we’ve also had a new addition to the household, a small ball of fluff and love and chaos – Cookie the cockapoo.

Cookie is now ten months old – we’ve had her since she was eight weeks and, it’s fair to say, there was a bit of an adjustment period at first. Someone once said, ‘It’s a good thing puppies are cute, or else you’d give them away,’ and, even though she is very cute, I won’t say I wasn’t tempted in the first few weeks of biting and pooping and piddles and mess – it was like having a new baby again and, as my gorgeous girl is almost a teenager, I’d thought those days were long behind me.

However, she has wiggled and waggled her way into all our hearts, despite chewing everything she can get her snout on, her propensity for stealing cloths and socks, and her desire to wipe her dirty face all over us. She is, as are most dogs, full of love, wanting nothing more than to curl up close to us whenever she can. She is small for a cockapoo, her fur still puppy soft, and sometimes her paws smell like popcorn. I am, in short, smitten.

She is taking puppy classes, sitting like a very good girl in a windy field as our ex-police dog trainer tells us what to do next. She’s not doing too badly either, despite her kangaroo jumps of excitement and need to play with every other dog in the class whenever possible. We take long walks along the canal and around our neighbourhood, exploring streets I’ve not walked down before, meeting squirrels and cats and birds and people, all of whom she greets with the same level of enthusiasm.

I realised I’d become quite insular once I’d gone back to writing full time, staying home most days to wander vampire halls and dream of darkness. Cookie has taken me out into the world again. Since having her, I’ve spoken to more new people than I have in years; a dog, it seems, is an instant ice-breaker. We even have our ‘regulars’, now – people who know her by name and look forward to seeing her come past, often giving her treats. She’s a jammy pup, that’s for sure!

While it may have been a slightly shaky start, Cookie has brought a great deal of love and joy into our family. Someone else once said, ‘You don’t get what you want, you get what you need.’ And I think we needed her as much as she needed us.









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28 thoughts on “Puppy Love

  1. Something similar happened in our house (and to me) when we adopted our Evie 18 months ago. Minus the pooping and chewing, though, as she was an adult rescue – that was by design on our part. 😉
    It is amazing how much more social having a dog can make one! Thanks for sharing the adorable photos.

    • Thanks, Jennifer 🙂 Evie sounds lovely, and a very lucky dog. Our last dog was an adult rescue and, though we didn’t have him for quite as long, he was just lovely. And we didn’t have to house train him! 🙂

  2. She’s gorgeous, Helen… an yes, they do bring some odd new twists into our lives 😉 I have always found people respond to a smile and a dog better to most things….and put the two together, it’s magic. Cookie has a great smile 🙂 x

  3. What a lovely little cookie is your Cookie. Although for the first few weeks they should all be called Kookie… I know well, having lived these many years under the stern but benevolent gaze of our Shih Tzu overlords.

    • Haha! Thanks for the cute comment, Linda – and apologies for taking so long to reply 🙂 I agree, she definitely is still a bit Kookie, though completely lovely as well…

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