Eevee was an “accident.” I know, how can a puppy be an accident? Well, here’s the story. I had been talking to my coworker about getting a puppy. I casually looked around, but I wasn’t looking for anything in a serious sense. I was planning on fostering a young dog, but that didn’t pan out. I decided that I’d stick to five dogs.
Then my coworker asked me about a puppy. Had I gotten a puppy or something like that. I said no and then immediately started looking for one. So, that’s why I said Eevee was an accident. She wasn’t planned. I blinked and she was there.
That’s the overview of the story. Here’s how it happened. I was browsing dog classifieds, specifically Shih Tzu or Shih Tzu mix dogs. I came across an ad of Shih Tzu Border Collie puppies. I clicked on it and was greeted with a black and white puppy that looked like a Border Collie with the silky Shih Tzu hair. I fell in love with that puppy and the next one. The third didn’t look like a Shih Tzu Border Collie mix, or even one or the other. He looked like he might be a Pit, with his sandy coat and beautiful, sandy eyes. The fourth looked much like the first two. Then there was the fifth one. It looked weird compared to its siblings. It had cherry eye, white paws and belly, a dark face, long ears, and a brindle back and legs. It was a funny looking puppy to say the least.
I contacted the people to see if they had a female left. We texted back and forth about price and the puppy pack. They also sent me a picture of the puppy. Guess what? It was of the funny looking puppy. I was already committed to getting a puppy and I didn’t want to back out. I sucked it up and decided to get the funny looking puppy.
It was a two hour trip to pick her up (in hindsight, I could have let them deliver her, but I didn’t). We waited in Dairy Queen, BF ate while I anxiously kept looking at my phone. I couldn’t sit still much longer and went outside to sit in the car. Dairy Queen closed around the time they arrived. It was cold outside and they pulled a tiny puppy out of the car. She had just had a bath so she was shivering (I later learned she has a thick coat that doesn’t like to dry). BF tucked her in his coat until we got her crate situated. We put her in the nice warm car, I filled out a contract, handed over the cash, got her vaccination records and headed home. We got back late, situated the puppy and the adult dogs, and went to bed.
She slept all night in her crate. She didn’t wake up until the next morning. I realized that they had done a lot of training before she came to my house. She was a good puppy. The best puppy in the world.
We named her Eevee after the Pokemon. We figured that since there is a Pokemon with my name–Seadra the Seahorse (although my name is spelled differently it’s pronounced the same)–that she should have a Pokemon name as well.
We took her to visit my mom and on the way there, I decided that she’d stay with my mom for a spell so Eevee could get her next round of puppy shots. She got carsick on the way to my mom’s house and when we got there she had to have an emergency bath. That was when I realized that her coat doesn’t dry easily. We spent the afternoon with my mom and left Eevee there.
My mom enjoyed her company, taking her to the vet and confirming that she had Cherry Eye, but it was cosmetic. I decided to have it removed and she stayed another week with my mom.
In that time she came into herself. She found her voice. She showed her stubborn side. She demonstrated that she was determined and when she had her mind made up, it was difficult to change it. If you didn’t want her to have it, then she wanted it even more.
When we picked her up, she had a cone on her head. I exchanged it for a soft cone and we took her home. The cone did little to stop her. She was in love with life and she felt no shame wearing the cone. She didn’t want to hold still for anything, let alone eye drops.
I kept her separate from the adult dogs most of the time, but I let her play with the girls after her cone came off. They didn’t mind her much, except Clara. Clara hated her (and still does). Buddy was curious about her, but she was too new and he got too excited, so they only saw each other with a gate between them.
I thought life would be difficult with a puppy and it was for a few days, but once I got into the swing of things, it wasn’t that hard to add another dog to my routine. She just melded into our life and it felt like she’d been with us forever.
I think of how I thought she was the weirdest puppy out of all of them; how I felt like she was the reject puppy. I’m glad I didn’t let all of that deter me from getting her. Now, I look back on the pictures of her siblings and I think she’d the cutest one out of the bunch. Biased, I know.
She’s now had her last round of puppy shots and her rabies shot. When she gets too annoying, she gets put in the room with the adult girls. Last week, Eevee and Buddy got to interact with each other without a gate between them. He was gentle with her and she didn’t seem to mind him much. I like to think that when she’d reached her adult size (somewhere between 15-20 pounds) that she and Buddy will be friends.
So that’s the story of Eevee and this is the last story in my origins series. I hope you enjoyed reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them. Now I have to come up with something new to write. Maybe I can come up with another series. I haven’t thought that far ahead though.
Until next time, don’t take no for an answer and continue to pursue whatever they’re trying to take from you.