I spent months scrolling through rescue sites, humane societies and Dog pages on Facebook. I was sad and I thought a puppy would surely fix every single one of my problems.
I grew up around dogs, so the idea of adopting one of my own when I moved out, I knew I wanted a furry companion.
I debated for a while if I wanted to buy or rescue. I live with a two-year-old, so the possibility of adopting an older, potentially aggressive, dog was a big issue for me and my roommate.
So I decided to buy from a family who had an accidental litter — or at least that is what I was told. I adopted the cutest little mini Australian Shepherd with blue eyes, named Selah, and she was so worth it.
I mean this when I say that — I do enjoy having Selah around, I promise. I assure everyone that she will not be ending up at a shelter or on the side of the road — she is loved.
She was cute and calm, until about five minutes into the drive home — licking the windows, running into my lap and pooping on my backseat was only the beginning. Ever since it has been non-stop craziness.
That was two months ago.
Since then, she has only gotten stronger and crazier. But we have a system. When I get home, I will let her out to go to the bathroom; she will come back inside and eat her food. Then, we have to go back outside for her to poop. It’s great. We love schedules.
My dog really loves to poop. It’s frustrating, but I knew that when I signed up to take care of her.
One time I was having a friend over for the first time. Naturally, I wanted them to not think of me as a slob, so I vacuumed. This scared my dog and she pooped everywhere — total failure.
Now, some might be reading this and totally judging me for being upset with her for pooping. I know she can’t help it, but it is reasonable to be upset at the moment. Nobody loves cleaning up after their pet.
To add to it, last week, I was bringing her home from the vet and she hopped into the back seat. We go to the Banfield pet hospital and to PetSmart all of the time, sometimes just for treats or to get groomed.
I didn’t think anything of her adventure, as she is pretty adventurous until I smelled something awful. My dog had pooped in my car, and to make it worse, on one of my books. So basically, she knew what she was doing. I could see it in her eyes. She was so in the doghouse for that one.
I am now convinced she is probably doing these things on purpose, and I joke that she is evil because of it, but I mean this in the best way possible. I’m not the only one — just look at Stephen King’s Instagram. Her lack of wanting to cuddle or show love in the same ways maybe Beagles or Labs do was concerning at first.
But she shows her love for me in different ways. She gets really excited to see me, always follows me around and she is always really proud when she learns a new trick.
I always tell her she is a good girl and give her lots of belly rubs when she goes to the bathroom outside. I know that positive reinforcement is really important when it comes to training.
I have bought Selah toys, treats, balls, special blankets and more. We even subscribed to Bark Box. She is so spoiled and honestly, it’s probably my fault that she goes to the bathroom at unfortunate times. She is learning and she is a puppy, after all.
So now it’s out of the bag, my dog is strange and full of it. Anyone who knows me understands I say this in good humor. I love my dog and I brag on her almost any chance I get — I know my coworkers are tired of the pictures, stories and bragging.
So, I encourage anyone wanting to adopt, please know what you are getting yourself into. They may be perfect little balls of fluff, but know that they take time and patience. When the go and gets tough, and trust me it will, remember why you adopted in the first place.