The Sheepadoodle families got together yesterday for a play date. Six puppies, many owners and friends. Five of the puppies were from the same litter. One was from a litter born a week later. The mother, rather than being black and white was predominately black. The puppy, predominately black but with the cutest white nose ever.
It was hilarious.
We parents standing in a circle, chatting about our puppies while the puppies rolled about on the ground, chasing one another and acting like crazy fools as they leapt over fallen bodies, dove onto each other and wrestled.
When Beaumont and I arrived, four of the puppies were already in action. He tugged and pulled at his leash as we walked from the parking lot across the field towards them. I let him off his leash and he was gone. Like a bullet, heading into the lump of puppies sniffing and rolling about.
For the next hour he was deaf and blind to my presence. There was no calling him, though occasionally I did manage to grab hold of his harness, make him sit and take a breather.
There’s a lot to be learned from a tangle of puppies playing together.
At first, the puppies played in the grass at our feet. As they gained confidence, or perhaps gained independence and a sense of, ‘forget about obedience, I’m here to play, play, play,’ they moved away from us, running through the stand of trees to one side, running off through the long grasses on the other.
At first they played as a pack but then easily and naturally divided into twosomes, sometimes merging into threesomes and occasionally joining up as the pack for brief periods of time. It’s as if they intuitively knew, the pack was too much energy to handle all at once and kept dividing off.
We owners stood about and chatted like parents of two year olds at a birthday party.
How is your guy doing with training?
How’s her appetite?
Is she completely house trained?
What dog food are you feeding him?
Who’s your vet?
We stood and chatted and the puppies played and we laughed and laughed and laughed at their antics.
The puppies were mostly oblivious to us.
Deaf and dumb to our entreaties to slow down, come here, stop, sit, stay.
We can learn a lot from a pack of puppies playing.
Like, sometimes, its okay to be on top, but you gotta give everyone a chance.
When someone is feeling alone and outcast, don’t hesitate, go over and nip them on the ear to let them know you want them involved in the game. They’ll always listen.
Don’t be shy about joining in. There’s enough play for everyone.
If there’s a water dish full of water and you’re all thirsty, who cares if every head is in the bowl? Sharing is all part of the fun.
Life is about sharing in the tough times and the good. Yesterday, we shared in the joy of six puppies playing and the camaraderie that comes from the shared experience of their presence in our lives.
And always begin your day with laughter. Everything will look sunny and bright if you begin with laughter!
What a blast!