SiddharthaTibetan Terriers

HOW TO MAKE PUPPY PIE 

Take one puppy, roll and play until lightly pampered, then add the following ingredients:- 

1  cup patience
1  cup understanding
1  pinch correction
1  cup hard work
2  cups praise
1  1/2 cups fun 

Blend well.  Heat with the warmth of your heart until raised or until puppy has doubled in size.  Mix with owner until consistency is such that owner and puppy are one.


 

TEN COMMANDMENTS

1.               My life is likely to last 10 to 15 years.  Any separation from you will be painful for me.  Remember that before you buy me.

2.               Give me time to understand what you want from me.

3.               Place your trust in me - itís crucial to my well-being.

4.               Donít be angry with me for long, and donít lock me up as punishment.

5.               You have your work, your entertainment and your friends.  I have only you.

6.               Talk to me sometimes.  Even if I donít understand your words, I understand your voice when itís speaking to me.

7.               Be aware that however you treat me Iíll never forget it.

8.               Remember before you hit me that I have teeth that could easily crush the bones of your hand but that I choose not to bite you.

9.               Before you scold me for being uncooperative, obstinate, or lazy, ask yourself if something might be bothering me.  Perhaps Iím not getting the right food, or Iíve been out in the sun too long, or my heart is getting old and week.

10.  Take care of me when I get old; you too will grow old.  Go with me on difficult journeys.  Never say, ďI canít bear to watch itĒ, or, ďLet it happen in my absenceĒ.  Everything is easier for me if your are there.

Remember ÖÖ.. I Love You!


 

A Puppy Story 

I am a Puppy; this means that my intelligence and capacity for learning is the same as an 8-month-old child. I am a Puppy; I will chew EVERYTHING I can get my teeth in. This is how I explore and learn about the world. Even HUMAN children put things in their mouths.  It's up to you to guide me to what is mine to chew and what is not. 

I am a Puppy; I cannot hold my bladder for longer than 1-2 hours. I cannot "feel" that I need to poop until it is actually beginning to come out. I cannot vocalize nor tell you that I need to go, and I cannot have "bladder and bowel control" until 6-9 months. Do not punish me if you have not let me out for 3 hours and I tinkle. It is your fault. As a Puppy it is wise to remember that I NEED to go potty after: Eating, Sleeping, Playing, Drinking and around every 2-3 hours in addition. If you want me to sleep through the night, then do not give me water after 7 or 8pm. A crate will help me learn to housebreak easier, and will avoid you being mad at me. 

I am a puppy, accidents WILL happen, please be patient with me! In time I will learn. 

I am a Puppy, I like to play. I will run around, and chase imaginary monsters, and chase your feet and your toes and 'attack' you, and chase fuzz balls, other pets, and small kids. It is play; it's what I do.  Do not be mad at me or expect me to be sedate, mellow and sleep all day. If my high-energy level is too much for you, maybe you could consider an older rescue from a shelter or Rescue group. My play is beneficial, use your wisdom to guide me in my play with appropriate toys, and activities like chasing a rolling ball, or gentle tug games, or plenty of chew toys for me. 

If I nip you too hard, talk to me in "dog talk", by giving a loud YELP, I will usually get the message, as this is how dogs communicate with one another. If I get to rough simply ignore me for a few moments, or put me in my crate with an appropriate chew toy. 

I am a Puppy; hopefully you would not yell, hit, strike, kick or beat a 6-month-old human infant so please do not do the same to me. I am delicate and also very impressionable. If you treat me harshly now, I will grow up learning to fear being hit, spanked, kicked or beaten.  Instead, please guide me with encouragement, and wisdom. (For instance, if I am chewing something wrong, say, "No chew!" and hand me a toy I CAN chew) better yet, pick up ANYTHING that you do not want me to get into. I can't tell the difference between your old sock and your new sock, or an old sneaker and your 200Ä Nikes. 

I am a Puppy, and I am a creature with feelings, and drive much like youíre own, but yet also very different. Although I am NOT a human in a dog suit, neither am I an unfeeling robot who can instantly obey your every whim. I truly DO want to please you, and be a part of your family, and your life. You got me (I hope) because you want a loving partner and companion, so do not relegate me to the backyard when I get bigger, do not judge me harshly but instead mould me with gentleness and guidelines and training into the kind of family member you want me to be. 

I am a Puppy and I am not perfect, and I know you are not perfect either. I Love you anyway. So please, learn all you can about training, and puppy behaviours and caring for me from your Veterinarian, books on dog care and even researching on the computer! Learn about my particular breed and it's "characteristics" it will give you understanding and insight into WHY I do the things I do. Please teach me with love, and patience, the right way to behave and socialize me with training in a puppy class Or obedience class, we will BOTH have a lot of fun together. 

I am a Puppy and I want more than anything to love you, to be with you, and to please you. Won't you please take time to understand how I work?  We are the same you and I, in that we both feel hunger, pain, thirst, discomfort, fear, but yet we are also very different and must work to understand one another's language, body signals, wants and needs. Some day I will be a handsome dog, hopefully one you can be proud of and one that you will love as much as I love you. 

                                                            Love,
                                                            Your Puppy. 

                                                                                       Credit is given. © 2000 J. Ellis

The Happy Dog's Bedtime Prayer

Now I lay me down to sleep,
The queen-size bed is soft and deep.
I sleep right in the center groove
My human being can hardly move!

I've trapped her legs,
she's tucked in tight,
And here is where I pass the night.
No one disturbs me or dares intrude
Till morning comes and I want food!

I sneak up slowly and it begins
My nibbles on my human's chin.
She wakes up slowly and smiles and shouts, "You darling beast! Just cut it out!"
But morning's here and it's time to play I always seem to get my way.

So thank you, Lord, for giving me
This human person that I see
The one who hugs and holds me tight
And shares her bed with me at night!

- Author unknown

I AM YOUR DOG

I am your dog, and I have a little something I'd like to whisper in your ear

I know that you humans lead busy lives. Some have to work, some have children to raise. It always seems like you are running here and there, often much too fast, often never noticing the truly grand things in life. Look down at me now, while you sit there at your computer. See the way my dark brown eyes look at yours? They are slightly cloudy now. That comes with age. The gray hairs are beginning to ring my soft muzzle.

You smile at me; I see love in your eyes. What do you see in mine? Do you see a spirit? A soul inside, who loves you as no other could in the world? A spirit that would forgive all trespasses of prior wrong doing for just a simple moment of your time? That is all I ask. To slow down, if even for a few minutes to be with me. So many times you have been saddened by the words you read on that screen, of other of my kind, passing. Sometimes we die young and oh so quickly, sometimes so suddenly it wrenches your heart out of your throat. Sometimes, we age so slowly before your eyes that you may not even seem to know until the very end, when we look at you with grizzled muzzles and cataract clouded eyes. Still the love is always there, even when we must take that long sleep, to run free in a distant land.

I may not be here tomorrow; I may not be here next week. Someday you will shed the water from your eyes, that humans have when deep grief fills their souls, and you will be angry at yourself that you did not have just "One more day" with me. Because I love you so, your sorrow touches my spirit and grieves me. We have NOW, together. So come, sit down here next to me on the floor, and look deep into my eyes. What do you see? If you look hard and deep enough we will talk, you and I, heart to heart. Come to me not as alpha" or as "trainer" or even "Mom or Dad," come to me as a living soul and stroke my fur and let us look deep into one another's eyes, and talk.

I may tell you something about the fun of chasing a tennis ball, or I may tell you something profound about myself, or even life in general. You decided to have me in your life because you wanted a soul to share such things with. Someone very different from you, and here I am. I am a dog, but I am alive. I feel emotion, I feel physical senses, and I can revel in the differences of our spirits and souls. I do not think of you as a "Dog on two feet" -- I know what you are. You are human, in all your quirkiness, and I love you still.

Now, come sit with me, on the floor. Enter my world, and let time slow down if only for 15 minutes. Look deep into my eyes, and whisper to my ears.

Speak with your heart, with your joy and I will know your true self.

We may not have tomorrow, and life is oh so very short.

--Love, Baby

(on behalf of canines everywhere)
Author Unknown

Miss Me

When I come to the end of the road
and the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom filled room
Why cry for a soul set free.

Miss me a little, but not for long
and not with your head bowed low,
Please remember the love that we shared
Miss me. but let me go.

For this is a journey we must all take
and each must make it alone,
See, it is all part of the master's plan
a step in the road to home.

So when you are lonely and sick at heart
Go to the friends that we knew
and bury your sorrows in doing good deeds'
Miss me, But let me go.
 

There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth.
It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors.
Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge,
there is a land of meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass.

When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place.
There is always food and water and warm spring weather.
The old and frail animals are young again.
Those who are maimed are made whole again.
They play all day with each other.

There is only one thing missing;
They are not with their special person who loved them on Earth.
So, each day they run and play
until the day comes when one suddenly looks up!

The nose twitches. The ears are up
The eyes are staring.
And this one runs from the group.

You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet,
You take him or her in your arms and embrace.
Your face is kissed again and again and again,
And you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet.

Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together,
Never to be separated again.
 

--authors unknown

If I Could Talk

You're giving me a special gift,
So sorrowfully endowed,
And through these last few cherished days,
Your courage makes me proud.

But really, love is knowing
When your best friend is in pain,
And understanding earthly acts
Will only be in vain.

So looking deep into your eyes,
Beyond, into your soul,
I see in you the magic, that will
Once more make me whole.

The strength that you possess,
Is why I look to you today,
To do this thing that must be done,
For it's the only way.

That strength is why I've followed you,
And chose you as my friend,
And why I've loved you all these years...
My partner 'til the end.

Please, understand just what this gift,
You're giving, means to me,
It gives me back the strength I've lost,
And all my dignity.

You take a stand on my behalf,
For that is what friends do.
And know that what you do is right,
For I believe it too.

So one last time, I breathe your scent,
And through your hand I feel,
The courage that's within you,
To now grant me this appeal.

Cut the leash that holds me here,
Dear friend, and let me run,
Once more a strong and steady dog,
My pain and struggle done.

And don't despair my passing,
For I won't be far away,
Forever here, within your heart,
And memory I'll always stay.

I'll be there watching over you,
Your ever faithful friend,
And in your memories I'll run,
...a young dog once again.

--author unknown

 


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