If you’ve been a long-time reader, you know that Rosie has not been all puppy licks and snuggles. I got Rosie at Christmas time in 2019. My beloved beagle Ruby had passed. Ruby was the best dog…calm, relaxed, and the perfect companion dog. Our family lovingly called Ruby “the regal beagle”. If there was such a thing as a proper well-mannered dog, it was Ruby.
Ruby left and in came Rosie. There was nothing regal about her. There was nothing mannerly about it. She was all vim and vigor. She was a mouther. She was a nipper. She had every ounce of hyper energy in her. She like Ruby had some health issues early on. She took forever to house train and it wasn’t for lack of trying. It was partial health issues…partially just Rosie.
She was a LOT of puppy wrapped up in one little dog. I had a blog reader tell me I should “send Rosie down the road”.
I was hopeful that someday she would calm down…it might be ten years down the road but someday…I was sure she would calm down.
Well, I’m happy to say that Rosie continues to improve. She’s doing the things that all good dogs should. She encourages me to get out and walk!
Our snow is almost gone. It makes me so happy.
She’s learning that when I stop, she is supposed to sit.
We haven’t been able to walk out to the cemetery yet. That road is covered in snow and it is gravel underneath.
The water is flowing in the creek as the snow melts. Rosie loves seeing signs of spring as that means more walks for the two of us.
I’m seeing this all thanks to Rosie. She needs a walk…and she politely lets me know she does. I’m terrible about taking time for myself to walk…but if Rosie needs a walk, I do it.
I feel bad that the kids that I’m taking care of here really don’t have other kids to play with. On the days I have Gannon, it’s often just him and the baby…no playmate…WRONG. Rosie and Gannon are good friends.
Not too long ago Gannon had a blowout diaper and I threw him in the tub to really clean him up. Rosie …stayed right by the side of the tub.
Before I knew it, Gannon was giving Rosie a drink from his toy cup.
Rosie loved it. Gannon loved it.
I sat and stitched while I let them play.
Georgia gets along with Rosie in the same way. The three of them have more or less grown up together being they were all 2019 babies.
Jasper doesn’t like Rosie as much but he’s getting better with her…Rosie is used to playing with Georgia and Gannon who are both a little more stable on their feet.
On days when it’s just the baby here, Rosie hangs with him. She’s really good with him. She often sits or lays right by him. When I rock him, she jumps into the chair with us if I let her. The baby loves her… sometimes too much. He has reached out and grabbed her by the flap of skin that covers her teeth, Rosie didn’t do a thing. No growl, no snap, no nothing. This makes me so happy.
If I’m writing blog posts…this is where you’ll find her. Right at my feet. The same for supper. She’s at my feet then too.
She still has a ways to go but I can honestly say, in the last few months, she’s really come into her own. She’s slowly turning into the dog I hoped she’d be. I am already anticipating the dog she’ll be a year from now. Is she perfect…no. Is she the regal beagle Ruby was no. She’s herself though and I’m starting to really enjoy her. She is starting to earn her keep and be the companion dog I had hoped for.
I’ll close with this precious picture.
This is her laying with Gannon. She was sleeping with him but I grabbed my camera out to take a picture and she opened her eyes. Ruby used to do this with Carver. I’m so glad the kids are growing up with a dog in their lives…and me, I can confidently say, I’m so glad to have Rosie in my life too.