Story about our dog Marley

IF THEY DIDN’T HAVE ME

By Judith Joyce

Hi my name is Marley I am a Caviler King Charles spaniel, and I think I am adorable. I was adopted by my now mum and dad when I was only eight weeks old.

Before me they had a Chow named Cassin who never chewed, played with toys, got on the bed or did any of the fun stuff I do.

Because they love me so much they had to compromise the way they liked to live to make me happy

When I first took up residency with them I was not fully house trained so to stop me doing any think on the carpet my parents closed the kitchen doors but I scratched at them so much the paint was coming off. So they had to cordon off the house with baby gates and barriers, making very it difficult to move freely from one room to another.

Next little teeth marks started appearing on the low lying furniture and the handles of the kitchen cupboards. Mum sprayed them with some strong smelling stuff and yuck it tasted vile too, so no more teeth marks appeared.

Dad and mum had nice row of pot plants along the edge of the patio which could be seen from the back windows. Then somehow the foliage stated to be stripped off and chewed up leaves were scatted all over the place. So of cause all the plants had to be moved up the back behind a fence and now if they want to look at them they have to walk a bit of away to see them, at least they got more exercise that way.

 As you can see I love to chew and I do not care what it is or who it belongs to if I can get it I will chew it. A few week after I arrived in my new home my dad left his good sandals on the floor, I thought they were left there for me so while my parents were occupied with other things I chewed the buckle  right off one. I didn’t know I was doing something wrong, it was great fun for me.

I love it when my human nephew comes over to our house, for he often leaves his toys on the ground and sadly they are now no good for anyone.

 So now things of value have to be put out of my reach, but sometime they forget or something is dropped on the floor accidentally and I have a good chew on it and I am not too popular when I do.

If mum or dad sits on the lounge chair or the bed they have to make room for me as well either on their knee or snuggled right up against them.

 I also like to get under their doona when they get into bed but this is where they draw the line and I have to compromise, for if I want to sleep in their bedroom I have to sleep in my own pen in my own bed. But if I am let out early before they want to get up I sometimes snuggle under the covers and go to sleep and they do not know that I am there, or so I think.

Before my parents adopted me they had free time to sit around and relax; now mum and dad play

Marley all Rugged Up

Frisbees or ball with me and take me for walks instead. These are the things I really love as well as eating and chewing.

 I have lots of toys fluffy ones, rubber ones that squeak, balls of different sizes, knots of rope and other things and I love scattering them all over the house. Mum and dad have to watch were they put their feet or they could tread on them. I love it when they tread on a squeaky toy when they are not expecting it for it often gives them a real fright.

I also leave a lot of little white hairs on the lounge on their cloths and on any flat surface also when it is wet there is a lot of muddy paw prints all over everything, so they have to spend a lot more time cleaning the house. Before they have visitors they pick up all my toys and put them in my bed but in no time I have them all over the house again.

My friend Panda the cat has to compromise too, if he wants to sit on his favorite lounge he has to put up with me sitting on it with him. Sometimes he doesn’t mind sometimes he does.

My parents hope I will grow out of a lot of my silly habits when I am around sixteen months to two years, but if I do there goes all my fun. So I am going to keep them on their toes as long as I can.

If they didn’t have me they could live their life a little bit different, but I know my parent love me as much as I love them, so whatever I do they will keep on compromising.