
Yesterday I started a Q&A (which I’ll keep ongoing – so keep asking those questions!) inviting all of you to ask your deepest, darkest, most secret questions about Merry, Pampered Puppy, photography, or (gasp!) me. I’ll keep tackling these questions daily until all of you run out of questions – even after I return from the honeymoon, so get your querying juices flowing! Er, that sounded gross. But you know what I mean!
Micaela asked: We are new pug owners (although our baby is 6 months old next week!) and at the moment our princess Molly is, shall we say…psycho! Just wondering, was Merry always the picture of perfect manners as she appears today, or did she grow into her lady-like behaviour? I’m hoping you’ll reply with the latter so that I know there is still hope! :)
HA! Oh, this is fantastic. Opportunity to tell one of my fave Merry stories!
The truth is the princess was a crazygirl, too, when I first got her. (She now sleeps in till noon if I let her!) I got her when she was 4 months old and I got very little sleep or downtime for the first two months. She had SOOOOOOOOOO much energy! It was crazy. My vet recommended playing and walking with her as much as possible to poop her out so I could get sleep at night and also protect my belongings from chewing, which I was determined to do. So we got a lot of exercise those first 3-4 months. Our walks consisted of 1 hour in the morning, 20 min midday (I would take the subway home for lunch, walk her for 1/2 hour, dump her new kibble, and then go back to work for the rest of the day), 1 hour at dinnertime and another hour at bedtime (at least).
In between, we would play and train and anything to use up those massive packets of energy she had in spades. Even so, I had to essentially follow her everywhere or she’d be getting into trouble the minute I had my back turned.
No kidding: I lost twenty pounds the first three months I had her. I was just going ALL the time. I was exhausted. But hey, thinner thighs! :)
Around her sixth month, I discovered the secret that allowed me to build Pampered Puppy in my spare time in the evenings and also, you know, just allow me to collapse in front of the boob tube occasionally to relax: Kongs. Not just Kongs, but what you put inside, too: cheese.
Here’s what you do. You know how when you leave a block of cheddar (real cheddar please, not velveeta, ew) unwrapped in the fridge, it turns hard, like a brick? Do that. On purpose. Now cut off a big chunk that you can shove as tightly as possible into the Kong. Set out a big towel (they will salivate like CRAZY all over this and trust me, you want the towel) and place the Kong on it and let your pug go to town. Bam. You’ve just bought yourself an hour of sweet, sweet, uninterrupted downtime with no pug to monitor.
I know people say: use soft cheese. Use peanut butter. Oh please. Pugs are WAY smarter than that. They’ll lick through all of that in five minutes flat and then look at you licking their lips and asking for more… before they go and chew on something else in the house. Or dig their little pug butts into some corner or under some furniture. Or harass the cat.
So yes, Micaela, there is hope. :) I found Kongs, long walks and a loooooot of training (sit-stay-lay down drills, for 10 minutes at a time, with food as motivator, 3 to 4 times daily) kept Merry mostly in check – WAY more than a lot of pugs I’ve met since. It was a lot of work! But completely worth it. I could bring her anywhere even as a puppy – people’s houses, puppy play groups – and she was very well behaved, if still mondo hyper.
However, she did blissfully start slowing down a bit at age 2 and then I was finally able to start sleeping in a bit on Saturdays again. :) They do eventually slow down, hang in there! (Ironically, it will be that crazy puppyness you’ll miss most once they do grow out of it.)