Enrolled in puppy class and studied all the necessary do's and dont's (there weren't that many but sounds like we were taking it seriously)
Turned up and met with Bella the Frenchie, Daisy the Labrador and Nora who actually turned out to be a miniature Schnauzer and not a Sausage dog. (I'd have like her more if she was) The Kelpie who was on the list clearly couldn't complete with the standard of dog and thought it best not to turn up.
We all get out of our cars carrying said puppies like Mufasa carrying Simba (literally) all so proud and look at my dog he's best type thing (of course they all know Boomer is best) into the puppy room where for an hour and a half we are talked at about how these puppies have to know their place, bottom of the pile, end of the line, lowest of the pecking order, beneath the kids... Ok lady calm down we get it.
Don't let them in bed (no of course not) don't let the on the sofa (no way lady, never never) don't let them go through a door before you (as if) don't greet them first (seriously lady have you not looked how cute Boomer is), don't let them chew (what.. now c'mon lady, do you even know your stuff). So after about 30 minutes of being told how to basically Sargent Major your dog, oh and for all of this 30 minutes Boomer has been crying and scrabbling to get down from Sean's lap or mine they were eventually allowed to play.
It was like a free for all, worse than Primarni at Christmas, more hideous than peak hour in NYC and more chaotic than an 18th birthday party.
At first of course there was a lot of butt sniffing and everyone thought awww how cute, then they all became a bit braver. When I say all I actually mean just 2.... The fact that Daisy and Nora were "sleepy" aided Bella and Boomer to command the whole floor. At one stage there was a pile on with Daisy on the bottom, then Nora followed by Bella and of course King Dog Boomer on top. Puppy lady said on several occasions "There's that Staffy playfulness" exactly. Boomer is just playing.
Time out was called by puppy lady when Nora's mum said "Excuse me, she's got her foot stuck in his mouth" Puppy lady separated the 2 and then said "It's ok she's just got some fluff stuck in his teeth"
Nora has no fluff lady but thanks for the vote of confidence in our boy!
Oh Boomer.
Daisy is a bit of wee-er. Enough said. Nora apparently doesn't like tiles. (ok princess calm down) Bella is as cute as a button but I do feel she's leading Boomer astray.
Puppy lady spent about 30 minutes training us to train them to sit. (Still having to hold 7.7kg, struggling, crying Staffy) I actually wanted to tell her, look lady we've got this. Boomer learnt that in less than 5 minutes. (he's treat motivated... no he's not greedy, he has big paws he needs to have treats and to be fed 4 times a day) but I resisted and sat there smugly after the other 3 struggled with the basic command. Boomer was last to be "shown" how to sit, as soon as he saw that treat in her hand his butt was cemented firmly and well and truly to that floor. YEESSSSSS Boomer well done buddy.
He was sitting even before she reached in her pot for another one. Lots of jealous vibes from Daisy and Nora's family. Bella looked on whist-fully and also in awe at her partner in crime.
Another time for play, this time all but 2 a little more braver (not mentioning any names) Boomer and Bella decide to just pile on and bulldoze the other 2. Bella at one stage darts under the row of cages in the vets room and teases Boomer and taunts him until he squeezes his fat arse under there too. (that of course is a typo, I mean his muscular derrière) The other 2 breathe a sigh of relief I think as do their families then like the bullet train out hurtle Boomer and Bella and dive bomb straight on the other 2.
Time out again puppies. Oh Boomer, Oh Bella.
Nearing the end of class and we are all given an A4 double sided sheet of homework which includes.. Brushing your puppy, checking their ears, put them on their stomach to get them to know we're boss, sitting skills (ticked that box already), mat training, meeting people to include people wearing a helmet, people in clothing other than a uniform? what the?? people in wheelchairs, loud confident people and men with beards (what about women with beards??) also meeting babies. Goes on to say about smells, surfaces to walk on and experiences... watching people, crowds, motorcycles, trains and tasting a variety of foods. So Boomer will it be Chinese or Indian tonight?
Meeting other animals... Friendly dog (am glad they put that and not a miserable grumpy dog), cats, rabbit, horses, goats fish in tanks (hey Boomer this is a fish in a tank) oh and chickens. Sounds .. yes he has to have sound experience and a list of objects to play with.
Which is all very bloody lovely but puppy lady listen I have to work 20 hours a week and Sean works 155 million. When am I going to find the time to introduce Boomer to a fish and a horse and also the small problem aside from that he's only just had his last injection and is still under house arrest for another week.
This is NOT Boomer on the sofa.
Nor this
Look how good he sits.
LATER THAT WEEK....
Good boy Boomer
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