Hello everyone and welcome to the blog
I hope you find it proves useful and that you enjoy reading it. I will probably just be posting random thoughts and articles on here. If you read them let M Claeys know and I will write some more.
Ok for a first post and because M Claeys likes my dog I will tell you his story.
My dogs name is Pirate, I didn’t name him that somebody else did. When he was a few months old he was taken to the SPA because nobody wanted him. He was there for two years until one day my wife and I decided to look for a pet dog. When we visited the SPA we thought we would just look around and see what we had to do to adopt a dog if we found one, then we saw Pirate. He was hiding in the corner of a cage looking very, very frightened. We fell for him immediately and right there and then decided to take him home.
The first hours must have been terrible for him; he was taken from his home of 2 years and put with people he didn’t know. He was terrified. He was also incredibly smelly! After we had cleaned him up we took him into the house and showed him his new bed. He stayed in that bed for nearly two days until he HAD to have a pee, he was that scared. I spent hours just sitting by him stroking him and finally he began to have confidence in us.
We then had to start taking him for walks, this was an interesting experience. Now you have to remember he had been in a cage for nearly two years and had no idea of the world, everything was new and scary. A plastic bag moving in the wind, a bird flying from the undergrowth or even a tin can could make him want to run for home. Slowly he got better though and one day we were confident enough to let him off his lead to run and play.
This was probably the first time he had ever been able to run free and he loved it, the only problem is that he still didn’t know very much about the world. The end of this first experience was when he ran straight into a barbed wire fence and cut his chest…he learnt that this was not a good idea! The next time out the learnt how to jump or rather what happens when you don’t know how to. He jumped off a bank and didn’t put his legs down to land, SPLAT, nose first onto the ground.
Now he is ten years old, we have had him for just over 7 years and in those years he has changed a lot. He is still scared of everything but he pretends he isn’t. He plays happily, steals biscuits and chases cats and rats but if something moves to quickly or does something he doesn’t expect he still runs away. My children love him and he loves them, he is intelligent learning new tricks and rules very quickly. I see him now and then remember the first days we had him and know that we made the right decision to bring him into our lives.
I hope you find it proves useful and that you enjoy reading it. I will probably just be posting random thoughts and articles on here. If you read them let M Claeys know and I will write some more.
Ok for a first post and because M Claeys likes my dog I will tell you his story.
My dogs name is Pirate, I didn’t name him that somebody else did. When he was a few months old he was taken to the SPA because nobody wanted him. He was there for two years until one day my wife and I decided to look for a pet dog. When we visited the SPA we thought we would just look around and see what we had to do to adopt a dog if we found one, then we saw Pirate. He was hiding in the corner of a cage looking very, very frightened. We fell for him immediately and right there and then decided to take him home.
The first hours must have been terrible for him; he was taken from his home of 2 years and put with people he didn’t know. He was terrified. He was also incredibly smelly! After we had cleaned him up we took him into the house and showed him his new bed. He stayed in that bed for nearly two days until he HAD to have a pee, he was that scared. I spent hours just sitting by him stroking him and finally he began to have confidence in us.
We then had to start taking him for walks, this was an interesting experience. Now you have to remember he had been in a cage for nearly two years and had no idea of the world, everything was new and scary. A plastic bag moving in the wind, a bird flying from the undergrowth or even a tin can could make him want to run for home. Slowly he got better though and one day we were confident enough to let him off his lead to run and play.
This was probably the first time he had ever been able to run free and he loved it, the only problem is that he still didn’t know very much about the world. The end of this first experience was when he ran straight into a barbed wire fence and cut his chest…he learnt that this was not a good idea! The next time out the learnt how to jump or rather what happens when you don’t know how to. He jumped off a bank and didn’t put his legs down to land, SPLAT, nose first onto the ground.
Now he is ten years old, we have had him for just over 7 years and in those years he has changed a lot. He is still scared of everything but he pretends he isn’t. He plays happily, steals biscuits and chases cats and rats but if something moves to quickly or does something he doesn’t expect he still runs away. My children love him and he loves them, he is intelligent learning new tricks and rules very quickly. I see him now and then remember the first days we had him and know that we made the right decision to bring him into our lives.
