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As Steven says, Shelby is still a puppy so everything is about the mouth and the butt. Shelby does nip when she gets excited. We have tried yelping when she nips us to indicate that she is hurting us and shouldn't do it. We have also tried telling her to "Be Nice" and when she is not too hyper, that works. She stops nipping and licks instead. When we really cannot get her to focus we redirect her nipping to a different object. Usually we redirect her attention to a chew toy, but here we have fed her, her own paw.

February 28, 2004 | Permalink | Comments (3)

The Poop Zone


As a puppy, we've found that a little structure goes a long way. Since pugs have a tendency to have separation anxiety, we kennel Shelby for 2 hours a day so that she gets used to her kennel, and to being alone for a little while. We also put her in her pen for a few hours during the day, especially after she eats and enters the "poop zone." We are training her with dog litter. Here is a successful elimination, however there have been many accidents too, and she likes to chew her litter too. Training is complicated because Shelby likes to eat hair, and it tends to make pooping a messier business than usual.

February 26, 2004 | Permalink | Comments (12) | TrackBack

At Steven's




Shelby knows good automotive illustration when she tastes it.

Steven gave Shelby a printout to check out. Though I do believe that her favorite is still paper towels.

February 26, 2004 | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack

The first flight of stairs


Shelby was a bit small to run down the stairs. She would hit her face on the stairs on the way down, and would frequently bark and run around the top of the stairs instead of going down. This is Shelby's first trip down a set of stairs on her own power. We were really happy when she learned how to do this since she was always running up the stairs and getting stuck.

February 24, 2004 | Permalink | Comments (1)

Big aspirations


One thing we loved about pugs was that they seem very unaware of their own size. They are confident in a crowd of people, and don't typically look nervous.

February 23, 2004 | Permalink | Comments (0)



As a puppy, Shelby is very digital. She's on or she's off, and there's little in-between. Here's a picture of her while she is "on" playing in my lap.

February 19, 2004 | Permalink | Comments (0)

Bathing Shelby


Needless to say, she didn't like it. I tried putting peanut butter on the edge of the bath tub for subsequent baths, as well as when I try to clip her nails. Unfortunately, her hatred of grooming surpasses her love for peanut butter.

February 15, 2004 | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack

A Typical Afternoon


Here's Shelby, waking from a nap in Steven's lap. Even though she sleeps for most of the day, she does prefer to do it in people's laps.

February 9, 2004 | Permalink | Comments (3)

The drive home


I was worried about Shelby wetting the car. She didn't pee then entire trip (4 hours) when at her age she really should have only been able to hold it for 2 hours, but since there was a lot of change, she didn't.

I made a mistake, and tried to get her to pee at the dog area at a rest stop. I later read that puppies should avoid these ares until they have all their shots. It is an area with potential diseases.

February 7, 2004 | Permalink | Comments (3) | TrackBack

Finding Shelby


After much research about the breed, Steven and I found a small breeder in Redding that had 2 pug puppies ready for adoption. We asked a lot of questions, and spent a few hours on the phone with the breeder asking about the pups. This allowed the breeder to evaluate us as dog owners, and for us to learn about the puppies.

She had the right answers. She had the parents on site. The grandparents of the pups were still healthy at 7 and 9 years old, with good eyesight. She provides a 1 year genetic health guarentee, and she wanted to hear if anything ever went wrong with the pups after a year, especially with genetic disease. She had been breeding puppies for a while. The pups were socialized with children.

I also asked if she had ever refused to sell a puppy, or taken one back and why. She had, and I thought the reasons were justified. If the breeder detected family conflicts over the puppy, or an unhealthy lifestyle (for example, a drinking problem), then she would refuse to sell the puppy.

We chose the fawn puppy, since she was calmer when Steven spoke to her. The little black one was also a wonderful puppy, but Steven's voice sometimes startled her.

February 2, 2004 | Permalink | Comments (14) | TrackBack