27/07/2025
Yay this handsome Groodle boy graduated today! 🐾
This big fluff ball has come so far in building his confidence taking things at his own pace, with zero pressure and full respect from his humans and me. We have listened, followed his cues, and set him up for success every step of the way and it has been
a joy watching him on his journey.
BUT hey there is some heartbreak here I want and need to talk about!
I have been his coach, his snack dealer, his calm behaviour cheerleader. I have handed out more treats to than I do at a Halloween party. I have always set every session up for success.
I have always had his back, I have praised him, I have waited, I have played it really cool, and what do I get in return?
Absolutely Zero, and I mean Zero Snuggles.
Not even a pity cuddle. No loving looks. No soft little nudge on the leg. Just polite requests for treats like, “Excuse me, kind human, a k9 candy if you will?” which of course I always deliver because manners matter.
But affection? Pfft. Not for me, Why not? All because I am not one of his humans. I am not in his inner circle. I am the help just the coach, I mean I get it... doesn’t mean I have to like it! This fluffy gentleman is very loyal to his family, and has zero intention on cheating on his humans, that’s right this gentleman will be doing no flirting with anyone.
Still, my door remains open, the treats remain stocked, and my heart? Well, it remains hopeful. Because he will still be coming to puppy socials as he has been offered a job as a puppy helper and maybe, just maybe, one day he will bless me with a offer of his paw or a leg nudge that says “Hey, Zig your alright.”
A girl can dream, hey?