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Saturday February 29th, 2020 5:55AM

New Year, same challenges raising a rescue

By Alyson Shields Reporter
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So, it’s not like I thought it would be entirely.

I’ll admit, I thought it would be easier. I thought the training would take less time. I thought I could shove my new dog in a purse and tote her everywhere, sharing frozen yogurt from the same spoon and getting Pupichinos from the local coffee shop drive thru.

As I reflect on the past year and a half with Smidge, I realize she’s not exactly what I was expecting.

For starters, Smidge willingly wears clothes, even the little Sherpa booties I got her for Christmas. She usually feels much better on a chilly day with her favorite fleece hoodie, and can take it off herself when she gets too hot. I thought I would dress Smidge up more often, but I usually only bundle her up on walks or at home, partially because those willing to risk their hands to pet her have a better chance if they pet her on the back. She still accepts pets through her little t-shirts and dresses and whatnot, but I’d rather her get the full petting experience.

I also wanted Smidge to watch out for me. Boy, did I get that. Smidge has clung to me like superglue since she first jumped into my arms that sticky June afternoon. She has chased off pets and humans alike while on walks and errands, not only saying “Hey, back off!” but also “This is MY human and you’d better watch it, punk!” effectively making enemies and some frenemies wherever she goes. I was hoping Smidge would get along with other dogs more easily, and be able to socialize with my friends and their pets on first meetings. But she’s a bit more guarded than that, and her first priority is protecting her mama, a.k.a. her number one caretaker and resource.

Yes, I am the greatest weapon in Smidge’s arsenal. Without me, she fights for her food. Without me, she shivers through a cold night. Without me, her nails are too long and her coat is dirty. Without me and my magic drops, her eyesight remains foggy and clouded, making every foreign sound something to be fearful of.

No, it’s not like I expected. Yet.

When I am frustrated at myself for not magically being able to “fix” my dog’s problems, she is overjoyed at the love, protection and discipline I show her. Just this weekend she was able to bypass two strangers taking up the sidewalk without as much as a blink. Over the holidays, she learned the proper way to sniff another dog to say hello – and let them sniff back! Smidge isn’t tracking her progress like I am. She is learning new behaviors – her ABC’s and 123’s, so to speak – and she won’t always get them right. She is giving it her effort. Now it just takes time.

Just because it’s not like I expected doesn’t mean it won’t be. It’s not a “No” it’s just a “Not yet.”

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