King is a vivacious yorkipoo (yorkie+poodle) whom I love dearly. House breaking has seemed to be far too easy but I should have known the rest wouldn’t be. He is fully house broken and goes on puppy pads since I live in a condo and let’s face it… I’m not taking him for scheduled walks and I don’t do heat, cold or rain… Lol.
With anything you love comes a little pain. I’m not sure why this little fellow has decided to start eating shoes when he’s bored now that he’s one. Thus far I’ve lost two shoes as casualties of war, and I just wish they had been two of the same pair. Like I told my coworkers, I will wear my shoes, and they better not tell me anything about the defects!
Aside from that he’s a hormonal boy who has now started to mark his territory on predominantly plastic things in my home. Anything from shopping/gift bags, trash bags and the vertical blinds for a sliding door all stand a fair chance for him to mark. Everyone says I should have gotten him fixed, and I did originally. I decided against it at the time because my beau at the time was against it and a few months later, my coworker got a female yorkipoo and she and her husband are interested in breeding in the future. But what do I do in the meantime? Lol. For now I bought a product that I’ve heard people swear works. For $14.95… it better work.
I did initially do dog training with K-9 Factor. Training went well. I learned a lot about my new pup but with the holidays and my schedule not aligning, I didn’t continue training. I now really wish I had. Aside from all of this, I really do enjoy Kingston. I don’t think I’ve ever realized how much personality a dog truly has until I’ve owned him. He’s quite human-like in the sense that he’s got soft feelings and is quite territorial. He’s my first inside dog, so he’s broken a lot of my germaphobe barriers that I didn’t think ever could be broken. I never thought I’d be ok about a dog being in the kitchen or in my bed. He’s highly affectionate at times and is great company considering I spend most my time at home alone. This is good and bad since he has quite a case of separation anxiety. I’ve tried a few things to help with that and have honestly failed. Well I’ll say he’s shown some improvement in how long he whines when I leave, but I’m still longing for the day that he is completely silent when I leave. He does make my travels a bit complicated since he currently isn’t travel friendly since his separation anxiety causes him to rip through airport approved pet friendly bags. So I now have to get a dog sitter since I’m a bit nervous about placing him in a dog boarding facility.
It’s quite a journey I have ahead me as I attempt to tame this minature (5-6 lbs) beast. He’s a guard dog who seriously won’t harm a fly but I was pretty impressed last when I told him to get my sister and he bit her pants leg. It’s the little things, ya know? The perks are that he gives me something to look forward to… being unmarried and without kids, I had no reason to go home at a certain time. He’s a responsibility that I haven’t gotten sick of having yet. One thing about a dog is that they are really like children. They love you unconditionally. He really has taught me a sense of patience that I didn’t quite have and seriously needed a lesson on from something other than a person. He’s a very happy and friendly dog. Despite his flaws, he’s got to be lovable if my sister who despises dogs all together actually likes him. I’m hoping that one day he’ll surprise me and turn a new leaf because I’ve always wanted a dog that can be a travel mate and to know how to curb his doggy ADHD. Lol. I have faith that “my little animal” can make this happen. Watch him work!
Dr. Sunshine504 
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