Or Char Char Binks (yes, maybe it is the ears ;) ) or Charlie Buckets... He goes by many names. Charlie is our rescue papillon.
The day I adopted Charlie, I was actually visiting a Shiba Inu rescue shelter. The plan was to get a Shiba. But I have always adored papillons (just not their hefty price tag), and there he was... Scared, alone, cowering away from the Shiba Inu's as they clamored around me for my attention. Charlie needed me more than any other of those other dogs did, and so I took him home.
It wasn't easy at first. According to the shelter owner, Charlie had been rescued from an Amish puppy mill. (Yes, they do exist. Google and YouTube it. It is sad and shocking.)
He didn't respond well to any males, but clung to me initially. He didn't eat much that first week. Charlie didn't bark for well over a month of being at home with us.
My how far our little pup has come...
We have had him almost 3 years now, and he barks (incessantly sometimes), and loves everyone (even men), and is so sweet with our baby girl. I can't tell you how many times she has grabbed and yanked an entire little chubby handful of his fur, and he is not nipped at her once.
Partners in crime ;)
Buddies
I needed to write this post today. I have been becoming increasingly frustrated with Charlie lately, and I have hated feeling that way. I feel like I am constantly sweeping up dog fur... He keeps chewing up baby girl's favorite stuffed animals.
Charlie hasn't had an easy time adjusting to having baby girl in the house. He has always been the "baby".
Anyone else have a difficult time with their pets after baby was born? Did you find ways to cope, to make it easier for pup and family? I would love to hear your stories and suggestions!
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