I’m a puppy; this means that my intelligence and capacity for learning
                 are the same as an 8 month old child.

                 I’m a puppy; I will chew EVERYTHING I can get my teeth on. This is
                 how I explore and learn about the world. Even HUMAN children put

                 things in their mouth. It is up to you to guide me to what is mine to
                 chew and what is not.

                 I’m a puppy; I can’t hold my bladder for longer than 1-2 hours. I can’t
                 “feel” that I need to poop until it is actually beginning to come out. I

                 can’t vocalize nor tell you that I need to go, and I can’t have full bladder

                 and bowel control until 6-9 month. Do not punish me if you have not let
                 me out for 3 hours and I tinkle. It is your fault. As a puppy it is wise to
                 remember that I NEED to go potty after… eating, sleeping, playing,

                 drinking and around every 2-3 hours. If you want me to sleep through the
                 night, then do not give me water after 7-8 pm. A crate will help me learn to
                 housetrain easier and will avoid you being mad at me.

                 I’m a puppy; I like to play. I will run around, and chase imaginary monsters,

                 and chase your feet and your toes and “attack” you, and chase balls, other

                 pets and small kids. It is play, it is what I do. Do not be mad at me or expect
                 me to be sedate, mellow and sleep all day. If my high energy level is too much
                 for you, maybe you should consider an older rescue dog from a shelter or
                 Rescue Group. My play is beneficial, use your wisdom to guide me in my play with
                 appropriate toys, and activities like chasing a rolling ball, or gentle tug games,

                 or plenty of chew toys for me. If I nip you to hard, talk to me in “dog talk”
                 by giving a loud YELP, I will usually get the message as this is how dogs
                 communicate with one another. If I get to rough simply ignore me for a few

                 moments, or put me in my crate with an appropriate chew toy.

                 I’m a puppy; hopefully you would not yell, hit, strike, kick or beat a 6 month

                 old human infant so please do not do the same to me. I’m delicate and also
                 very impressionable. If you treat me harshly now, I will grow up learning to

                 fear being hit, spanked, kicked or beaten. Instead, please guide me with
                 encouragement and wisdom. For instance, if I’m chewing something wrong

                 say ”no chew” and hand me a toy I CAN chew. Better still, pick up ANYTHING

                 that you do not want me to get into. I can’t tell the difference between your

                 old sock and your $100 Nikes.

                 I’m a puppy; and I’m a creature with feelings and drive’s much like your own,

                 but yet also very different. Although I’m NOT a human in a dog suit, neither

                 am I an unfeeling robot who can instantly obey your every whim. I truly DO

                 want to please you and be a part of your family and your life. You got me

                 (I hope) because you want a loving partner and companion, so do not relegate
                 me to the backyard when I get bigger. Do not judge me harshly but instead

                 mold me with gentleness and guidelines and training into the kind of family
                 member you want me to be.

                 I’m a puppy; I’m not perfect and I know you are not perfect either. I love

                 you anyway. So please, learn all you can about training, and puppy behaviors

                 and caring for me from your Veterinary Surgeon, Breeder, Book’s on dogs care
                 and even researching on the computer. Learn about my particular breed and its
                 “characteristic” it will give you an understanding and insight into WHY I do the
                 things I do. Please teach me with love and patience, the right way to behave and
                 socialize me with training in a puppy class or obedience class, we will BOTH
                 have a lot of fun together.

                 I’m a puppy; and I want more than anything to love you, to be with you, and
                 to please you. Won’t you please take time to understand how I work? We are
                 the same you and I, in that we both feel hunger, pain, thirst, discomfort, and
                 fear, but yet we are also very different and must work to understand one
                 another’s language, body signals, wants and needs.

                Someday I will be a handsome dog, hopefully one you can be proud of and one
                that you will love as much as I love you.

                Love,

                Your Puppy         

                 I love my little puppy; she makes my house a home.

                 She is my very sweetest little friend; I never feel alone.

                 She makes me smile; She makes me laugh; She fills my heart
                 with love . . .

                 Did some person breed her, or did she fall from above?

                 I've never been a breeder, never seen life through their eyes;

                 I hold my little puppy and just sit and criticize.

                 I've never known their anguish; I've never felt their pain,

                 the caring of their charges, through snow or wind or rain.

                 I've never waited the whole night through for babies to be born,

                 The stress and trepidation when they're still not there by morn.

                 The weight of responsibility for this body in my hands,

                 This darling little baby, who weighs but 60 grams.

                 Should you do that instead of this . . . or maybe that was wrong?

                 Alone you fight and hope, one day, he'll grow up proud and strong.

                 You pray he'll live to bring great joy to someone else 's home.

                 You know it's all just up to you; you'll fight this fight alone.

                 Formula, bottles, heating pads, you've got to get this right,

                 two-hour feedings for this tiny guy, throughout the day and night.

                 Within your heart, you dread that you will surely lose this fight,

                 To save this little baby, but God willing ... you just MIGHT.

                 Day one; he's in there fighting; you say a silent prayer.

                 Day two & three, he's doing well, with lots of love and care.

                 Day four & five . . . he's still alive; your hopes soar to the heavens.

                 Day six he slips away again, dies in your hands, day seven.

                 You take this little angel, and bury him alone.

                 With aching heart and burning tears, and an exhausted groan,

                 You ask yourself, "Why do this? . . Why suffer through this pain?"

                 Yet watch the joy your puppies bring, and everything's explained.

                 So, when you think of breeders and label them with "Greed,"

                 Think of all that they endure to fill another's need.

                 For when you buy your puppy, with your precious dollars part,

                 You only pay with money . . . while they pay with their heart.

                                                                                                     Author Unknown