I've meant to post a thread about having dogs as pets here for ages, since I've had dogs for nearly three years now. Not quite sure how I got through adult life without them before, given the benefits in companionship, exercise, fun, happiness and general wellbeing that they add to life.
I've got a pair of chiweenies (chihuahua and miniature dachshund crossbreed, think the name has its origins in the States), Teddy (2.5yo) and Rosie (just turned 3yo). They're brother and sister from the same parents, but different litters. Here's Ted:
And the pair of them:
Less than 10kg (5.5kg for Rosie!), about the same physical dimensions as a cat, although obviously quite a bit more dense, and full of can't-leave-their-humans-alone companionship, laughs and fun. Christine and I got Ted because we wanted a dog that wasn't destructive to the house when left to its own devices while we're both out, and that kind of behaviour isn't in their breed (they'll destroy toys, but not much else, which is fantastic), and then we got Rosie a little later when we'd house trained Ted and figured out that he'd love a friend. Rosie used to belong to Christine's mum, but we took her on when her mum needed to downsize their zoo a bit.
They're both super friendly to Molly, the cat, and that's worked out great because we've had Molly for nearly 5 years now and she was here first, so she's the boss. Ted has only known Molly since he was a tiny pup, and Rosie took his lead with her when we added her to the family. The three of them sometimes play together, which is epic to watch.
I can't stress how much of an uplift they bring to my life. Bad days happen, but only until I get home and they say hi. I'm type 2 bipolar, and they've really helped manage that a bit better in the last few years. They're so much fun and have their own definite personalities; while typing this, I've watched Ted pop downstairs a small handful of times to get his toys, because if he wants to settle into a room in the house and play, usually the room that has the most sun throughout the day, he takes all of his toys with him. So cute watching him trot around enjoying the day, bringing Mr. Bear and Mr. Turkey and all of his other shredded and stuffing-liberated toys to play. Helps me enjoy my day. Rosie's more of a daddy's girl and is currently sleeping on my feet, because they're in a patch of sun in my office that she wants to sleep on.
They post pictures by themselves to Instagram (not a single word is written by me, I swear) if you need a dose of cute: https://instagram.com/teddyandrosie/
There must be more Beyond3D dogs?
I've got a pair of chiweenies (chihuahua and miniature dachshund crossbreed, think the name has its origins in the States), Teddy (2.5yo) and Rosie (just turned 3yo). They're brother and sister from the same parents, but different litters. Here's Ted:
And the pair of them:
Less than 10kg (5.5kg for Rosie!), about the same physical dimensions as a cat, although obviously quite a bit more dense, and full of can't-leave-their-humans-alone companionship, laughs and fun. Christine and I got Ted because we wanted a dog that wasn't destructive to the house when left to its own devices while we're both out, and that kind of behaviour isn't in their breed (they'll destroy toys, but not much else, which is fantastic), and then we got Rosie a little later when we'd house trained Ted and figured out that he'd love a friend. Rosie used to belong to Christine's mum, but we took her on when her mum needed to downsize their zoo a bit.
They're both super friendly to Molly, the cat, and that's worked out great because we've had Molly for nearly 5 years now and she was here first, so she's the boss. Ted has only known Molly since he was a tiny pup, and Rosie took his lead with her when we added her to the family. The three of them sometimes play together, which is epic to watch.
I can't stress how much of an uplift they bring to my life. Bad days happen, but only until I get home and they say hi. I'm type 2 bipolar, and they've really helped manage that a bit better in the last few years. They're so much fun and have their own definite personalities; while typing this, I've watched Ted pop downstairs a small handful of times to get his toys, because if he wants to settle into a room in the house and play, usually the room that has the most sun throughout the day, he takes all of his toys with him. So cute watching him trot around enjoying the day, bringing Mr. Bear and Mr. Turkey and all of his other shredded and stuffing-liberated toys to play. Helps me enjoy my day. Rosie's more of a daddy's girl and is currently sleeping on my feet, because they're in a patch of sun in my office that she wants to sleep on.
They post pictures by themselves to Instagram (not a single word is written by me, I swear) if you need a dose of cute: https://instagram.com/teddyandrosie/
There must be more Beyond3D dogs?
