It’s a bit overdue, but I’m pleased to introduce the latest character on AdoptiveBlackMom: The Yappy One.
The name is a bit of misnomer since he really doesn’t yap; he whines, whimpers and in cases of significant stress, may resort to this weird scream/screech kind of noise. Generally, he hardly makes a noise.
The Yappy One joined our family about three weeks ago as a 9 week old maltipoo weighing only 2.3lbs. He’s absurdly cute and he knows it. He’s since grown a bit; he’s probably close to 3lbs now. He’s expected to top out at about 6-7lbs.
After being traumatized by the “adoption” process associated with rescue organizations, I turned my search to shelters and craigslist. Yappy is my little “Craiglist special..” The family veterinarian was delighted to see Hope and I return with our new furry family member, and she gave him a clean bill of health. He’s perfect!
Yappy is friendly and cuddly when he isn’t experiencing a rash of teething (dang those puppy teeth are like razors!). He’s rather cat-like in his ability to climb furniture. After nearly two weeks of trying unsuccessfully to barricade him in the kitchen with baby gates, boxes and plywood, I finally purchased a 45in doggy playpen (Thank you Amex points). We’ve successfully crate trained him, and he’s close to being housebroken.
Yappy is my little cuddle bug. I needed a dog; I really did. He still wants to cuddle when Hope and I are barking at each other. He still brings me a toy after I squirt him from the water bottle for being naughty. He still wants to crawl into my lap after he’s intentionally peed on the floor and walked *through* it, thereby spreading piss all across my slacks or skirts. Joy…
And the bonus? I’m the alpha in the house, and he knows it and respects it. Love that!
The double bonus? He loves me more than he loves Hope. Petty, I know, but I don’t care. I love that he shows out for me. He loves her, but he loves me more. I need that in my life right now.
Yappy is a super addition to our little family. 🙂