Yes, we got a puppy! His name is Rocky and he's been with us for three weeks now. He is 14 weeks old and is a goldendoodle, half golden retriever and half poodle. I'm pleased to report that he has quickly adjusted to the family and his new home, is crate and potty trained, and is looking forward to meeting a lot of his extended family when they arrive for Thanksgiving.
Over the first week I wasn't sure we made a wise choice. He pooped in his kennel, peed on the tile, and did what every other 11 week old puppy does. He constantly required being let out in the middle of the night, whined and barked when kenneled, and reminded me how long it had been since we had a baby in our house. He was 24-7 work. Yeah, he was cute (and still is) but man I wasn't ready for the shell shock.
Fortunately, Holly was.
She was endeared to him almost instantly and pulled most of the late night shifts. It was really important that Rocky and her bonded and that was one place he excelled. I remember after just a few days with us Holly touting, "I'm the Alpha". A collective sigh of relief came from the kids and from me.
Rocky also did us proud by potty training really quickly, sleeping a reasonable amount at night, and by adjusting to kennel time without much whimpering and whining. He's growing quickly and was under nine pounds when we got him but he's burgeoning to a healthy 15 pounds as of last evening.
The kids love him and have committed their limited time at home to walks and playing with him. He's a great dog, and I'm amazed how quickly we are adjusting to Rocky as another member of the family.
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