Scarlett O’Hair-a entered this world on January 1st, 2016 as a New Year’s puppy. When she came home in mid March, Scarlett quickly reminded me of the never ending puppy energy. We adjusted pretty quickly and she has been a wonderful addition to the family.
Scarlett makes me laugh every day and has really bonded with Olive. I love to watch them together. Even Bubba the cat has welcomed her, and that’s saying something. This year’s challenge is for Scarlett to complete therapy dog training so we can begin visiting hospitals and other facilities that can benefit from a furry love bug.
With all the pictures I’ve taken over the last year, I created a slideshow/movie to summarize our last year. Happy birthday, Scarlett!
Thank goodness Scarlett is in good hands. I’m heading out of the country for my retirement trip and my breeders are keeping my puppy until I get back. In the meantime, she is learning how to walk on a leash. Susan and her husband have been doing such a great job and I’m anticipating a fully trained, well behaved dog when I finally pick her up.
Okay…I’m just kidding.
I know Scarlett and I have a lot of work ahead of us. Still, I appreciate their willingness to work with her on her leash and cat skills.
At first there were three. Three of the cutest puppies I’d ever seen. How on earth was I going to select just one? I sat down on the floor and we opened the gate. Here they came, one and all. Her Royal Fur-ness was not going to make it easy. She wanted me to work for it.
After picking each one up several times, it became clear which puppy was mine. I held her close and she melted into me. She sighed loudly and relaxed as she tucked her head under my neck. Once I breathed in that puppy breath I knew it was her.
Let me formally introduce Lady Scarlett O’hair-a. Lady Scarlett was born on New Year’s Day and is a six week old English Golden Retriever, currently of Willow Downs.
Now, that is one cute puppy. Of course, I am biased. Lady Scarlett will be joining Olive, her big sister, and Bubba, her older feline brother, in the next month or so. Scarlett will be trained to become a therapy dog, visiting hospitals and other places where people can benefit from a bit of snuggling from Her Royal Fur-ness.
And, speaking from personal experience, she’s already a master at the snuggle.
My puppy is five weeks old and I will finally meet her on Valentine’s Day. What a perfect day to begin a life long relationship.
Now the big question…how do you select a new family member from a group of five adorable girls? Most of my dogs have been adopted from a shelter. This time, I’m selecting one from a litter of gorgeous puppies. Thank goodness I have a quality breeder to help us make the match. My puppy won’t be ready to come home for another month or so, but next weekend we’ll be formally introduced and I will be looking into her eyes, breathing in that fantastic puppy breath.
The trainer is meeting with me in the next couple of weeks to talk about the process of integrating her into the family and training her to be a therapy dog. This puppy comes from a long line where many of the dogs have become therapy dogs. She and I will be in training for the next year or two. I’m really looking forward to having a strong bond with her, just like I have with her big sister, Olive.
Here were the puppies at week two. It’s amazing how fast they grow.
Count on more pictures and stories of our journey as we travel life together. Awww! I can’t wait.
She’s been born. She, who is yet to been named, is a cream colored golden retriever puppy, just a month old. In a few weeks, all of us eager owners will select a puppy to join each of our families. Soon, I’ll be driving to Illinois to meet her for the first time and to bring her home. A home where she will be trained and treasured. A home with Olive, her big sister, and Bubba, the cat king of the household.
As I was googling the latest in puppy training techniques last week, I found a video of Oprah Winfrey talking about her dog Sophie. It struck a chord. Oprah equated having the love of a dog to the unconditional love of God. I believe it. I’ve been the lucky recipient of this kind of furry love for all of my adult life.
This new little (soon to be big) dog will be traveling to a place where she belongs and is a valued part of the family. She will contribute more than I can ever return to her. She will be happy to see me whenever I come home, hike with me, make me laugh and be there with me when I’m sad. I will cherish every moment and am so grateful to be loved by my dogs.
There is simply nothing like it, here on Earth anyway.