My Fascination with Animals
It's every child's dream to have dog. I have always had a keen interest in animals. As a child I was obsessed with dinosaurs. In fact Triops, or "living fossils", were my first live pets. Before that I had a pet stone that was painted as a seal and kept in my pocket for luck.
My next pets were brought in from the garden - A family of baby snails which I snuck into the house with my sister using a homemade pulley system through the bedroom window, along with ants, and spiders.
I graduated to owning a variety of small animals that were acquired from actual pet shops. These included fish, rodents, and birds. The birds turned into a bit of a breeding project - maybe I should have been a Scientist?
As a child I could always be found in the adult pet section of the library pouring through books and absorbing info on all of the animals I hadn't yet had the pleasure of owning - cats, dogs, ferrets, rabbits, lions tigers and bears - Oh my!
In the Dog House
We finally got our first dog Purdy, who I loved to bits. It was a time before the internet though, and my mother was clueless, so we ended up with a puppy that piddled all over the house, couldn't be let off the lead in public, and humped my favourite soft toy. Sadly my mother made us give him away.
When I was older I was allowed to have another dog, Purdy II. It was made clear that Purdy the second would be my full responsibility. Unfortunately this was not a story that turned out well either. I still didn't know what I was doing, and being a hormonal teenager, I was not very responsible at all.
On one occasion when I was meant to be walking Purdy II, instead I was multitasking, as teenagers do. I had my dog's extender lead in one hand and my mobile phone in the other, then all of a sudden I was only holding my mobile phone. My dog had taken off with the extender lead chasing behind him bouncing along on the concrete like a terrifying predator. I thought I was never going to see my dog again, but thankfully found him waiting for me on my doorstep. I'd say he looked very pale indeed - if he wasn't already a pure white toy poodle.
Purdy II had barely reached 6 months before my mother decided to get married, and I found myself having to search for pet friendly landlords so that I could leave home. The dog ended up going back to the breeder. I was very upset with myself.
Plagued with Guilt
I vowed that when I was an adult I would be a dog owner again, because I was a genuine animal lover after all, and having a dog had always been my dream. I vowed to myself though that I would do everything properly the next time round, and be a GREAT dog owner.
So with Juniper I was obsessed with research. I spent months researching dog breeds to make sure I got the right dog for my lifestyle. I spent hours watching training videos on Youtube. The first thing I did when I brought Juniper home was enrol her onto a course of puppy socialisation classes. I was absolutely terrified of being a bad dog owner.
Preaching what you Practice
While attending these classes with my dog I realised that what I really wanted to do was share all my newfound knowledge with other people, so that all new puppy owners could "get it right". I will always wonder with dread what happened to the two dogs I owned as a child and teenager. But at least now the work I am doing can make a positive impact to other people's experiences of owning a puppy.
I still make common mistakes with my own dog of course, and I have had to problem solve and go back to basics many times over, but that is what having pets is all about. Being a dog owner is a wonderful challenge and a beautiful privilege.