June 28, 2009 is Cubbie’s third birthday!
Three years ago on the day Cubs was born, I was actually working in Ottumwa at KTVO. I just hit my one year mark, and I was so looking forward to getting another year done so my contract would be up and I could be closer to home (I ended up breaking my contract early to take this job).
When Cubbie was born, I was thinking about getting a dog, but I really hadn’t made a big effort in finding the right dog.
Suddenly, seven weeks later I was bringing a new puppy home from a farmer in Osceola. Sometimes I still can’t believe it. I normally wouldn’t describe myself as an impulsive person, but I woke up that morning wanting a dog and by the end of the day, I had Cubbie. I guess it was meant to be.
A few people have asked me if I regret not adopting from a shelter. I can honestly say any future dogs I get will come from a shelter, BUT I do not regret adopting Cubbie the way I did. Since he came home with me as just a puppy, he will never know what it’s like to live at a shelter or spend his time waiting for a loving home. I will never regret getting Cubbie and preventing a dog from possibly ending up at a shelter.
On Cubbie’s birthday, I always make him look through his “puppy” book with me. Yes, I’m a dork. Cubbie has his own photo album. It’s blue and has a bone on it that reads “woof.” Cubbie isn’t usually interested and eventually does his own thing, but I flip through all the photos of him growing up. I feel as if he’s growing up so fast!
Each birthday I try to let Cubbie do whatever he wants (basically the same as every other day). But if he hints at a walk or playing in the backyard or taking a nap, I take my cues from him today.
For his first birthday, I bought a small cake for dogs. I think he really enjoyed eating it. I also got him several new toys, which is what I did last year. I guess toys is my tradition because I got him a new collar and a few toys this year, too. Probably because he chews threw them so fast, I feel he can always use more. Grammy also buys him toys on his birthday.
As a puppy, Cubbie loved to explore and play and climb on you. Physically, he was mostly black in color and had huge ears. They were way to big for his little head. He’s grown into them since, but I’ll always remember this little puppy with big “dumbo” ears.
Even from the start, Cubbie was a Momma’s boy. I really spoiled him. The first night I tried putting him in the kennel and he whined so much I couldn’t take it. So, right from the very first night he began sleeping in my bed. Cubbie had me wrapped around his paw in the first three seconds I met him!
Back then, I would put Cubs in the bathtub in my apartment when I had to run errands in case he had an accident while I was gone (boy, I do not miss potty training). It’s funny because now he could easily jump in and out of a tub. From less than two pounds three years ago, he’s now about 20 pounds. My little boy is now a big boy.
No matter how old Cubbie gets, he’ll always be my “baby.” While I have so many great memories of him as a puppy, we make new memories everyday. It’s been a fantastic three years, and I can only hope for many more years with Cubbie in my life.
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This post was written by dwagner on June 28, 2009









