I was recently getting involved with the dogforums community, but given that their site is hacked, I found my way here. It appears that most people with time on their hands to have developed forum habits are migrating here.
Anyway, a bit of history I suppose.
I'm the owner of Willow. Willow's a 12 week old basset hound puppy. Willow and I recently found each other through a non-breeder private party who, well, in retrospect makes me sad that such dubious people exist. She claimed she had really good reasons but sadly had to give up her puppy that she just got, later it became clear that her reasons were not as she said.
Any of the dogforums immigrants who read my last intro post will have read that when I brought Willow home I was surprised to find she had a pretty big hernia that forced her into an emergency surgery. The veterinary surgeon wasn't even sure they'd be able to repair the hole and muscle damage. The surgeon was willing to try fixing it though and she did a fantastic job. Afterwards I was told to keep Willow "extremely calm and relaxed" for around 21 days. So adding up a new home, new people, new toys, food, place to sleep, and everything in the world along side an extensive surgery, Willow was extremely freaked out, and I was beside myself trying to figure out how to handle the situation. I got a lot of helpful advice from the dogforums people, learned a lot through Willows body language, and somehow we managed. Very happily, after 14 days I took her back to the vet yesterday and I actually received a clean bill of health, and rather than waiting the extra-week she was given permission to be as much of a playful, jumping, running, tail chasing, clumsy, silly, hyper puppy as she feels like.
As far as I go, I live in the US (looking around the forum I see a lot of international posters) and live in Southern California with my boyfriend.
Willow is the first dog I've had in 12 years. Twelve years ago I had a rottweiler named Marilyn and I was extremely (to put it mildly) into my rottie and dogs in general. I've forgotten a lot in that time though day by day I find myself relearning things.
Over the past five years or so I developed a bit of a gaming addiction. I realized it was unhealthy but had no reason, motivation, desire, or for that matter interest to do anything outside. I tried to think of things that had previously held my attention and I kept coming back to Marilyn as being the one constant thing that engulfed me.
My boyfriend agreed that a dog would be a good lifestyle change for both of us. Amongst many other things we discussed (such as putting us on a healthy schedule), we felt a puppy would give us both something to do besides stare at our monitors for hours on end every day. That being the case we started looking for the perfect friend to love, play with, train, smother with attention, and motivate us to go to the park, beach, mountains, or where ever the world leads us. Eventually, after a lot of research we came across Willow, and so far Willow has been everything we could have hoped for and has brought us happiness I don't think we could have anticipated...anything else is well...history in the making.