30 September 2011

How Much is That Doggy in the Window

Some people are cat people, some are dog people.  I am a dog person.
What I wanted to talk about today was how we acquire our pets.  Puppy farming is widespread in the UK, for more, and better informed information on this check out The Dogs Trust.

We all see gorgeous puppies of all breeds in the newspaper, but, if you were like me when I bought my dogs, you don’t think too much about how they are raised and the puppy breeding process.

The first dog I bought, a gorgeous teddy bear looking Yorkshire Terrier called Rosie, was from a newspaper ad.  The ad stated at the time that the owners were moving overseas and needed to rehome her.  Upon visiting the home it became apparent that this was not the case.  She was just unwanted.

The water bowl was paint splattered and empty, no food for her in the house and they called her “it”.  The Rosie I know now is happy, barks quite a bit and jumps up excitedly to see any visitors coming to the house.  The Rosie I first met didn’t even look up from her box, in fact barely moved, even when I picked her up to take her home with me.

We took her to the vets and she was physically ok , but it was clear that she had been unwanted and unloved.  After a few weeks she turned into the dog I love and adore now.

Now the second dog, Ellie.  Ellie has the most personality I have ever seen in a dog.  She knows full well that she is adored and takes advantage of that, she  is the undisputed Queen of the house, despite her size.

You can have a cuddle with her, but only when she wants and she will look at you with such disdain sometimes if you want to play with her and she just wants to be comfortable.  For some reason though, first thing in the morning, you have never seen a dog so excited and happy to see me.  For the rest of the day, she isn’t that bothered!

My mum bought Ellie.  From what she tells me, I am sure that she came from either a puppy farm or somewhere that had no idea how to look after puppies.  She was 4 months old when we got her, from living in a dirty, straw filled shed which had several other breeds there.

After five years, even considering she knows full well how much she is loved, if you lean down to stroke her she will cower and run away.  Once you have stroked her or picked her up she is fine, but you can see in the seconds beforehand that she is scared of what is going to happen, and that is five years on.

What happens to a puppy in the first weeks/months of it’s life I believe will effect the way it is for the rest of it’s life.

Who could hurt something as cute as this?


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