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My One Year Fizz-Aversary (anniversary with Fizzy my adopted dog)

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my dog Fizzy, adopted one year ago

my dog Fizzy, adopted one year ago

On July 7th I celebrated my Fizz-aversary which in normal speak is my one year anniversary with my adopted dog Fizzy. I have seen my beautiful boy transform from 7 month old who had had the rug pulled out from under him (family opened the gate, drove away, moved house without him) to 19 or 20 month old who is positively joyful and knows his place in the world and that we will always be there for him. He is taller and stronger, his black spots a little darker, has lost his puppy hair and is glossy and silky. Everywhere we go he is praised, and I am proud to tell people I got him from K9 Rescue Group, the best dog rescue group in the state.

In one year we have learned so much about each other. I know he was never abused because he is not afraid of anyone being ever so friendly and eager to meet all people. I know whoever had him raised him right (up until the point they dumped him – and I don’t condone that!) but they must have known what they were doing because he was a saint in our home, house-trained, not a digger, and though young and a heavy chewer he never chewed anything but his own toys or rawhide bones, shoes and socks are safe with him, as are all my business supplies and boxes around the house. He doesn’t nuisance bark, though I am pleased to say he now thinks its worth alerting us to certain events going on around us, but stops barking as soon as he knows we are aware of and handling the situation. He didn’t know ‘stay’ and he had no idea how to play fetch or do anything except chew or tug, and now I can trust him with the gate open and he will sit and stay while I drag the bins back into the yard and get the mail. I have taught him everything myself, thankfully I didn’t need to pay a trainer because he is smart and willing to learn. I am now teaching him to pick up his discarded toys and put them in his space. I say “get your toy” he picks it up, I point to his bed and say “clean up” and he goes over and I say “drop” and he drops the toy there.

And if you read my Diary of a First Time Dog Owner way back when Fizzy and I were getting to know each other, I can proudly tell you it is now safe to come to dinner at my house and you won’t get a dog hair in your dinner, thank God.

We have had sickness together, and those moments when you wish cleaning horse manure out of their coat was someone else’s job, and our first very wonderful Christmas where he was spoiled rotten with a stocking full of toys. I am looking forward to a long and happy life together with my pride and joy.

Fizzy & Starry (me)

Fizzy & Starry (me)

I’m also hoping that as I grow my mailing list I will have enough readers to begin featuring reader’s pet photos and mini profile of their pet in the monthly newsletter. You can sign up to the newsletter using the tab here on the blog (under the banner image) and tomorrow I will be showing off the Christmas in July prize pack one lucky mailing list member will receive.

 

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Fizzy Waits for Santa

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my dog Fizzy

my dog Fizzy

I confess, if it were not for my wonderful, cheerful little friend Fizzy, I probably would not be in the mood for Christmas this year, but it is necessary for me to get up each day, and exercise him, play with him, greet all the people and dogs we meet along the way happily, and of course, it will be our very first Christmas together. I finally put the Christmas tree up and decorated the house, and dug out the Santa hat for him to play with and pimped out his very own holiday stocking, which was originally a cheap paw print affair picked up from a discount shop, now it has his name spelled out in sparkling green rhinestones.

Fizzy with his stocking

Fizzy with his stocking

In the five months I’ve had Fizzy he has grown, and is now turning 1 year old! He is a little taller, filled out more but still trim and as everyone likes to say when we meet them on our walks ‘he’s in top condition’. Fizzy no longer shies or veers away from oncoming trucks and buses, but walks calmly on the footpath trusting he will be safe by my side. We don’t have to race past the houses where dogs bark at him – I insisted from the beginning that we maintain our regular pace though he would naturally have run and I just used to say ‘its alright’. He still does not chew or have any destructive behaviour, doesn’t dig, no nuisance barking, and knows his boundaries. I can leave the side gate open and he will only come out if I call him, and then he comes to me and stays near me… he in no way resembles the mad dogs bolting for freedom that I’ve met over the years when visiting friends and family. I am proud of my good, smart, boy who always has a big grin and is as gentle as a lamb with children and other dogs. I also love that he likes to walk an entire street on the sloping curb and not step on the cracks (just like I did when I was a kid) and that when given freedom at the offleash park, he chooses to run around like a mad thing with me – where I run, he runs (and weaves around me barking his little heart out) in short he is my shadow, just like everyone told me he would be. My shadow, my friend, my studio mascot, my security system, my gym membership, and my therapist. He is all he should be.

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And the winner in the Starzyia 5 Days of Christmas was someone who left a blog comment, yay! Lucky number 17 was picked out by random.org and the winner was Samara Maddison. The result can be viewed here

Meet My New Pet, Fizzy!

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Having lost my beautiful, 19 year old cat, Roman, in May I took some time to grieve but also look around for the right dog for me to adopt from a rescue group… and I’m pleased to introduce my 8 month old border collie cross, Fizzy, that has been living with me for two weeks now. He is a beautiful, friendly boy with lots of energy and very willing to please and walks on a nice loose lead with me when we go out twice a day, down to the end of the street where there is a river, a lake, and lots of Australian bush and parklands for him to investigate.

 

I’ve been keeping a little diary as I get to know Fizzy and adjust to being a first time dog owner and I plan to share some of this with you very soon. For now I need to put my feet up and unwind and gaze lovingly at my dear boy.