The Early Days

Image credit; Dex Ezekiel @ Unsplash
For the visually challenged reader, the image shows a man carrying a puppy in a carrier bag across his shoulders. The puppy looks pensive.

It’s a scary world, but I know no-one will hurt me and my new Dad will look after me.  I’m assured this mode of transport is only temporary. I hope so because my real Daddy was a big guy and I couldn’t see him being carried around like this!
I miss my brothers and sisters though and didn’t like it when the man in the white coat stabbed me with a needle. I squeaked as it stung, but then he gave me a treat for being a good boy, so I’ll reserve judgement as to whether I like him or not.

Speaking of squeaks, wherever we go, women squeak how cute I am and come up for fuss. I don’t mind, but some of them smell horrible and I’ve learned that is down to ‘smoking’. Hm, I couldn’t see any smoke coming through their clothes. Most of them smell sweet like flowers or candy. I can do without the puckering and kisses though. It’s too much, but the tickles behind the ears, oh yeah, I love that!
Dad says I’ll be able to walk on my own soon. I’m too young at the moment and have to have another set of jabs before I can go and say hello to other dogs. For now, he says he’s going to introduce me to my new surroundings and keep me safe.
It’s noisy in some places, quiet in others and there are so many things I don’t understand. I have a lot to learn, but I have to teach Dad too……….. how do I tell him I need to pee?

Written for Sadje’s What Do You See photoprompt


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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14 Responses to The Early Days

  1. When you have to go, you have to go. Cute story Di.

    • Thanks Jim. When Maggie was a pup, we took her everywhere and she ‘lived’ in Hubby’s coat. He couldn’t go five feet without someone coming up to ooh and ahh over her, but not once did she wee on him.

  2. poetisatinta says:

    You found a great story behind the image so sweet 🙂

    • Thank you. This is very reminiscent of Maggie when we first got her as she lived in Hubby’s coat for the first few weeks and we took her everywhere. Maya was 13 weeks old when we got her and way to big for this!

  3. Sadje says:

    Better be quick about telling him!
    A adorable story Di. Thanks for joining in.

  4. murisopsis says:

    Very cute story!!

  5. glyn40wilton says:

    I was reading Jim’s post regarding this prompt and I thought it was his actual dog! 🙂

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