tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91363896346117895372011-08-02T20:37:45.263-04:00This is my diary about raising my aussie mix puppy.Lexie Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16139232607798015114noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136389634611789537.post-4603808917894890122010-04-06T23:37:00.000-04:002010-04-07T00:42:25.172-04:00

So I stopped posting my doggie diary because I realized that it is more of a diary than a blog since I don't have any followers! That's okay, I thought I was doing well when I just figured out how to put a blog together- I have to promote it too? LOL Well, thanks Aunt Sally for reading my posts. This one is for you!I just LOVE Lexie so much. It has been four months since I have written about my

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Lexie learned the sit command in a few days and she was only 7 1/2 weeks old. She knows how to sit up, fetch a toy, and ummm....okay, I am bragging. I ran into a guy at a pet store today and he bragged about his puppy that he had riding around in his cart like his child. I admit that it was adorable! But it didn't look too smart to me. One thing I am realizing about having a dog, is that no

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The first time I took Lexie to the beach, I thought she would be scared - it was cool, windy and the crashing waves were a bit loud. To my surprise, she ran around in the sand, picked up a large sea shell and sat down and posed for a picture but I didn't have my camera! I really didn't expect her to be so relaxed. This was her second trip to a beach and she discovered digging, and digging, and

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Wow....talk about a wind up toy! Lexie wakes up full of energy and ready to chase, chew, bark and poo! Did I mention that I am NOT a morning person? I never have been and never will be. So I am going to have to invest in a coffee company or something. Lexie is barking by 7 a.m. and as soon as I let her out of her crate, she is bouncing around and is insistent on playing. So, I grab a ball or toy,

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I am doing a lot of reading about puppy care, training, and behavioral problems. Unfortunately, the biggest behavioral issues seem to be with the humans! Wow, so I have to train myself to have a puppy? Interesting. I read on one Web site that if your puppy has an accident, you should roll up a newspaper, and hit yourself on the head and say, "I should have been watching my puppy!" That is so

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The decision to get a puppy was made, now I ask - how do I do this? On the drive home, I had Lexie in a small crate and the five minute drive felt like forever! She yelped and howled for her mom and sisters the entire way. I thought she was going to make herself pass out or maybe go into cardiac arrest. I arrived at my house and carried her inside, opening the crate to let her see her new home.

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My friend's Miniature Australian Shepherd had six puppies......not a planned thing though. She got loose and hooked up with the neighborhood bad boy. So I was there when they were born, and I visited them a few days a week. I wanted the only boy in the litter, but he was spoken for. Then I decided I wanted the one that looked like a panda bear, but she was picked up by her new owner. So as I

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