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A sneak peek at EDMUND and US, a future bestseller

April 13, 2011
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The first days with our new dog, Edmund, 3, a Cairn Terrier retired show dog, were exciting enough that I envisioned writing a bestseller reminiscent of Marley & Me. Hmm. Edmund & Jeff & Me? Edmund & US? Here’s Days 1 through 3.

Day 1: March 19, 2011. When we went to pick Edmund up, the breeders were just a little anxious. Mr. Breeder went over his long list of care instructions. He used 3 baby carrots and a plastic bag to show us how to pick up poo. Mrs. Breeder went over his baby book (complete with puppy pictures and dog show pictures), medical records, food needs (quality), water (filtered?), vitamins, walks, crating, grooming, etc. (Many topics had already been discussed at the meeting of Edmund, at their home visit to our house, in emails or in the contract, which sounded rather like an adoption contract.) Downstairs in the grooming/dog bedroom, she showed us how to brush him (Cairns’ face hair is brushed forward), clip his nails, polish his nails with a dremel (grinder), and groom his ears.

She gave us some red plaid (Scottish?) dog diapers, which she called “pants,” kissed Edmund soundly, instructed us to drive off and not look back, and we were on our way, Edmund safely in his new metal vehicle crate. (The pants are to be used a few days until the urge to mark his new territory passes.) We stopped at the store to pick up something Jeff somehow had not bought—the doggy diapers, also known as panty liners. Yes, he talked Julie into buying them.

As soon as we got home, Edmund hurled himself in our guest’s lap and they both yelped when Guest spilled coffee on both of them. Hmm. Shades of Marley. On our walk, Dog 2 jumped over electronic fence to pursue; Mama Julie held Dog 2 at bay.

Jeff sat on the floor by crate with his face by the door, eating yogurt to try to get Edmund to eat. (After all, dogs are pack animals and eat together.) Wish I had a pix of that. Yes, Edmund convinced Jeff to share. Ed sat in the bay window catching and eating bugs.

Day 2: Edmund talked Jeff into adding peanut butter to his food. I think he also talked Jeff into sampling dog food. The two backyard neighbor dogs and Ed met for the first time… oh, yes, along with Jeff and the human neighbor couple and baby. After barking hello a few times, the dogs had fun running up the fence together. Ed loves sitting in the bay window watching folks and catching/eating bugs. Jeff lets him sit on his lap while he’s typing, so Ed thought maybe I would too. I just scooted up so he couldn’t get on my skinny lap. He’ll learn Jeff and I have different habits.

Day 3: I felt like I had a toddler in the house. Edmund tried to help me by pulling laundry out of the laundry basket, trying to climb in the washer, pulling paper towels out of the trash and inspecting the dishes in the dishwasher. He stood in his bay window and barked a few orders to the guys working on the neighbor’s siding. I heard what sounded like five dogs fighting, but when I rushed to the den, it was just one dog in the bay window telling the mail carrier to beat it and never come back.

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3 Comments leave one →
  1. Greta permalink
    April 13, 2011 12:47 pm

    LOL Wonderful! Welcome to the real world of dogs. Still can’t believe you willingly go along with this. But it builds Character… Edmund’s of course.

  2. Laury permalink
    April 13, 2011 3:21 pm

    I think you are going to have great fun with this guy! Maybe he could learn to pick things up and put them away?

  3. Beverly Stamper permalink
    April 14, 2011 4:32 am

    Still laughing!

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