His name is Camden and that is the only picture I have of him because that is the only time he sat down since he has been here! Thankfully I am exaggerating, he has been very well-behaved but with the kids and him I have had my hands full and just praying I don’t give baby B’s toys to Camden by mistake (Or the other way around!!) Mama, I’m just joking, the toys are kept completely separate and Camden is not allowed near baby B. Baby B only looks at Camden for the safety of my arms and shouts “GOG” at him.
I bought him in London, and named him Camden because I love that area of London Specifically Primrose Hill but I don’t have the energy to shout “Primrose Hill OFF” so settled for Camden. He is a mixed breed (cocker spaniel and poodle). You will find they have an abbreviation of this kind of mix that I would rather not call him lol.
Needless to say, my kids went crazy! J kept running up to me yesterday and saying “I’m so excited I’m so excited I’m so excited!” And S used every cliché word or phrase you could use when calling a dog “Com ‘er boy” “Atta boy” “Good boy, good doggy” “Come on pal” “Fetch boy! fetch!”.
They exhausted him so much yesterday that he refused to play today. That didn’t go down well with J who kept pestering him till he gave her a piece of his mind and she came to me crying “I want a nice dog Mamaaaaa”. God it’s difficult to explain to kids that sometimes the dog just doesn’t want to play.
There is one thing I have found myself saying a lot. Something that has given me a power like no other… a power that could be used for good OR for evil. That thing is “You can’t play with Camden till….” or “You can’t see Camden for the rest of the day till…” I am wondering how long that’s going to last!! lol
It’s going to be a challenge to get the kids to rein in their excitement in and do the right things to keep Camden the nice calm puppy he is. We will need to be vigilant when training him and stick to the rules. Muslims think of dogs as dirty animals so hardly anyone likes them.
Camden’s rules, he sleeps in his crate (He has don’t so since he got here and actually welcomes the crate when the kids overwhelm him). He has to pee and poo in one place (Also been going well since we don’t give him a chance to have accidents since he is being crate trained). He is not allowed in the bedrooms and not allowed on the furniture. (So far so good!). and he has to sit and stay so that he doesn’t jump on anyone who doesn’t want him on them!
Anyway, I have started down the route of reading everything I can find online about dog training. Let’s see where this goes lol. I might have to start another dog oriented blog. As my sister said when I started telling her about my dog and sensed there was very little excitement “it’s about your dog, and as much as I know how important it-he-she is to you and how delightful… I won’t continue” So… Neither will I lol.