RAISING A PUPPY IS NOT CHILD’S PLAY
Send your personal demons back to their dungeons, and shake off all that pent-up anger. Free up mind, body and soul for the happier times ahead. You’re absolutely perfect just the way you are, and you have an inherent right to happiness and abundance. Travel’s a strong possibility, while love is fuelled by passion. For established duos, this is a magical week. Singles also grab their fair share of romantic fun. When it comes to finances,extravagance becomes the first victim of budgetary culling. Loosen up. The planets make it easier by encouraging a change of direction. There are bound to be moments of trepidation, but this week’s focus is on pushing past limits. You’ve been stuck in a rut too long. For some time now, you’ve suffered upheaval. Still, the experience hasn’t been all bad – you’ve gained the gifts of wisdom, tenacity, tolerance and escalating confidence. Socially, you sizzle. Romance wins a generous time slot to conjure up sensational summer love. For too long, Virgos have weathered tough times and worn all the nonsense that the heavens could muster. Not so this week, when you’re encouraged spread your wings and fly. You’ve clocked up plenty of karmic brownie points, and it’s reward time. Many facets of our lives are subject to change, and this week it’s relationships. This will need your commitment, personally and financially. Progress is seldom easy without patience and perhaps, some compromise. There’s a special kind of wealth to be found in genuine love and friendship. Job satisfaction can be hard to achieve, especially if your heart’s not really in it. Sure, you probably know what you would prefer to be doing but in trying to meet those endless bills, there’s not much freedom of choice. Why not consider retraining? If nothing else, it’ll keep your mind active. Just don’t take on more than you can handle. Life may feel like an uphill struggle this week, with challenges causing frustration. Should things not go to plan, relax. From adversity comes victory, and a supreme sense of self satisfaction. More money, too – and an increasingly relaxed love life. You have the enviable ability to catch hold of yourself in times of chaos and do a quick reality check. Unnerving, but certainly exhilarating. Just don’t be guilted or seduced into following another’s dreams. I HAVE become a proud new momma to a mixed-breed puppy. You know you love your puppy when he graduates from being called a pavement special, to being called mixed- breed. If only someone had told me, it really is like having another child in the family. In fact, consider this my humble apology to every person who compared having a baby with having a puppy.
It really is pretty much the same Whatsapp group.
Looking at the amount I have already had to spend on this pup, he had better be planning on being the next Lassie.
Now, adopting a three-month-old baby, in my view, would be a little less work than what I am currently experiencing with this puppy. Usually, when you put a baby in those cute little cots that double as a baby cell, it is to keep the poor thing from rolling over and hurting itself. I can’t even begin to think like that for a puppy because then that’s abuse. Yet, I do not know how else to keep him from running outside the yard, into the pool and into the house while Christina is cleaning.
The debate became about whether to keep him inside or outside because he is still a baby but he is also busy. I mean, imagine a mom deciding whether their child should be relegated to the outdoors.
It was only when the kids were crawling at about six months that I began baby proofing the house. This puppy has us puppy-proofing the yard. Now I must cover all possible escapes. What am I going to deal with at one year? I shudder to think.
When a three-month-baby is left in one spot, you are guaranteed to find that baby where you left it unless it rolls. Not pups. You need to keep an eye out because that excitable, yet damn adorable, beast jumps at you out of nowhere, bolts through the house at the speed of light. The biggest casualties have been slippers, a cushion, shorts and my husband’s socks. Babies are cute, puppies are a cute mess.
We had our first vet visit, and got our clinic card, micro chip, vaccinations and de-worming done. The kids were worried about him getting an injection. Now they know how I feel when I have to take them for theirs. I also realise I had no idea what I was getting myself into when I had this puppy.
They develop quickly but you must guide them through the basics.
So, we are going to go to puppy school soon.