Hello all and welcome to our blog. This primarily is to document the cute, sometimes highly irritating and mostly hilarious antics of our now seven month old German Shepherd puppy officially named, The Regal King. Luckily for all, (us mainly) he has a “house name” as we like to call it, Atlas (we will go into the naming of the demon puppy, this needs its very own place)
It all started with my previous delight Jasmine, also a German shepherd. My family and I bought her as a nine week old fat, fluffy ball of loveliness. Believe me when I say that she was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen … I was only 16 at the time and had lead a relatively sheltered life and so my experiences of beautiful things were a little limited, nonetheless we were blissfully in love with her. I will upload a picture for everyone to cast their eyes at, just so everything is in perspective.
At first thoughts I remember that she was the most loving loyal companion you could wish for. Mind you the more I think of it, that probably really inst the case. There was the hair, anyone with any form of shedding dog can appreciate the hair, let alone a long haired German shepherd, you eat it, breath it, sleep in it, drink it and more often than not, just learn to embrace it. Then there was her hatred of men, this was an interesting pastime of hers that I’m fairly sure she took great pleasure in, so much so that the poor postman posted a note through the door one morning requesting his very own post bin to save his fingers. You will be please to know that we duly obliged, mainly to avoid any future court summons from frightened said postman. There was the love of shoe insoles, yes the insole only, many a time I went to school in the morning with my poor feet just resting on the hard rubber of the shoe sole after Jasmines wild night of insole shredding. If you ever have the opportunity to see a shoe minus its insole you will know what I’m talking about, safe to say it wasn’t the most comfortable after a day trudging through the halls of secondary school and last but not least there was the lack of sleep. Now I knew even then that some puppies can be a little upset in the evening … what I hadn’t prepared myself for was the high pitched screeching at maximum volume every hour !! The only way to shut her up was to sleep alongside her on the kitchen floor and even then it didn’t always work.
Alas, we finally got over the terrible stages of being a family with a new pup and forgave her for the initial mishaps we had in the first year of our coexistence and moved on. For the next twelve years we cried, laughed, loved and subsequently enjoyed an amazing twelve wonderful years with her until she sadly and very unexpectedly suffered a stroke in December 2017.
It was all very quick and we are so thankful that she did not have to suffer. During the twelve years we spent with our very special Jasmine, I especially learnt some very hard lessons. The first being to love unconditionally and forgive, everyone and everything makes mistakes, don’t hold them to it. Teach the right way and move on but love always. The second was loyalty, now every dog is somewhat loyal to their owner in their own way but if you have never owned a German shepherd then you have sorely missed out, they are loyal to the death and once they have bonded with you they will be your best friend for life, the third and probably most important lesson that I find myself recently struggling with is patience, try where possible to take a deep breath and be patient, dont act in the moment, move away, compose and reevaluate the situation, you never know a different approach might be the key.
But of course our story does not stop there! Everyone who has ever had a pet then you will fully appreciate that a house is not a home without any animal, especially when its missing a giant German Shepherd. Jasmine left such a void within the household that we decided a new dog was a must have and so we met Atlas.
Jasmine … where it all started ❤