
Tess is not only our first Welsh Springer Spaniel but also our very first dog and nothing could have prepared us for what was to come! Of course we did our research, spoke to dog owning friends and read the books. How hard could it be to bring a cute little puppy into your home??
I now believe it must be like having a baby – as they grow up you forget those difficult first months. Why else would everyone make it sound so easy when actually it’s exasperating! But owning a Welsh Springer Spaniel is eventually rewarding, as I now know.
It took us many years to take the leap into puppy ownership. We yearned for a life in the country, taking long walks with our faithful pet but our suburban life style, both with stressful jobs and a busy social life, not to mention fabulous holidays, didn’t quite fit. Finally I gave up work and suddenly a dog became a real possibility.
Next decision was what breed. I wanted a small cuddly female but my husband wanted a ‘real dog’. So terrier v Labrador. After much searching a solution was found on the Kennel Club website http://www.kennelclub.co.uk/- a Welsh Springer Spaniel – a medium size and biddable gun dog with medium exercise requirement and not too many registered each year so a little bit unique. Luckily we soon found a litter just over an hour away and arranged to visit the breeder. The minute we arrived and met the mother we were smitten. Perfect and just what we were looking for. Too good to be true though as all the litter were spoken for. We did however find it really helpful talking to the breeder and establishing that the Welsh Springer Spaniel was the breed for us so we were over the moon when she phoned us later that evening and asked us how serious we were. VERY!!!!!! She must have trusted us because she offered us a puppy. How happy were we! Christmas was spent planning and reading and spending and talking endlessly about the new addition to our family.
Finally the day arrived and we went to collect our Welshie and that’s when the fun started. Did I say fun??!!
We somehow muddled through that first weekend together then I was left alone with this little bundle of sheer trouble!
On the plus side she took to her cage really well. I suppose it’s a safe place to be with a nice cosy bed and her toy and vet bed our breeder had given us. After a few noisy nights (ignore say the books – very good advice) she settled really well. House training also seemed to go ok – yes we had lots of little ‘accidents’ around the house but thankfully never any poohs! The trick we found was to be vigilant and take her into the garden when she wakes up, drinks, eats or plays. One trait that was difficult to cope with was ‘anxiety or excitement wees’. Whenever we had a visitor (and there are many when you have a new puppy everyone wants to meet) she would wee with excitement. And this carried on for many months. The other thing I wasn’t prepared for is how lively a new pup can be. She’s beautiful when she’s sleeping and totally mad when she’s awake! There never seemed to be any in between.
Oh and she kept soiling her bed. Now all the books say they will never soil where they sleep so why oh why does the washing machine seem to be in constant use????? I was totally frustrated by this. And what is the attraction to gardening? Constant chewing of bark and twigs and pulling up plants – what is poisonous to little pups? How much more could my nerves take? And her favourite thing was shingle and pebbles – please don’t let her choke…….. Back in the house and the coffee table became the appeal. Maybe she’ll fall asleep soon……………….
Each day went on like this and my life no longer seemed my own. I only leave the house for short periods but in fairness no real harm was ever done. As each day drew to a close I longed for hubby to come home and share in the pain. Whatever made me think I wanted a dog? I just wanted to throw that puppy book out of the window! Nothing seemed to work!
But of course nothing stays the same and day-by-day subtle changes started to occur. Once she had all her injections I knew I would be able to take her out for walks and then surely she would use up some of that energy………….