My dog + my shoulders = Bad hair days
My dog + my shoulders = Bad hair days
The day I picked my Hound mix up from an adoption shelter
She was only four months old, and I didn’t think she’d had time to develop any bad habits. But she wouldn’t walk more than a block before she stopped and looked around. I picked the worst time to adopt a dog. I’d gotten into a car accident shortly before I made the decision to adopt her, and my muffler was dragging on the ground. Driving to the adoption center was out of the question, but it was only a few blocks away from me.
I’d been walking dogs (including puppies) for two years straight, excluding the two dogs I owned. I figured “How hard could it be?” to get a puppy to walk about five blocks from my condo. But she wouldn’t budge. She just stared at me. I gave up and scooped her 15-pound body up with one arm. Just like that, she darted onto my shoulders like a scarf and laid there. I’m sure this looked ridiculous to anybody walking by, but they smiled and pointed. At one point, I tried to put her down, but she scrambled back up onto my shoulders.
Recommended Read: “When the dog stops, is the walk over? ~ Reevaluating your dog walking routine”
I may have created a puppy monster. Within that first month at my home, she leaped onto couch arms or on my lap, and she was right back on my shoulders again. I’d be sitting on the couch, and it wouldn’t take long before she was rearranging my hair. At the time, I thought she was a Dachshund and figured she couldn’t get much bigger so it’d be all right. Then I realized she was a Hound mix and growing taller than longer than a Dachshund would. Her weight doubled, and this shoulder rest had to stop!