Last week I mentioned that I had taken a leap and done something for myself that would potentially push me to my limits, but ultimately make me feel like I had a purpose, one that FND took away from me some years back.

I picked Buddy up on the 22nd of July, and life since has been full of joy, laughter, cuddles, stress, very early mornings and more stress.

He is 10 weeks old now, and he is a little angel. Other than a few accidents here and there, some tantrum wees (as I’ve come to call them), some nibbled limbs and a lot of lost sleep, Buddy is such a good little man.

He’s started to come out of his shell now he’s settled, and loves our two other dogs. They are much bigger than him, though he is growing fast. He tries to play with them despite the fact they can flatten him with one paw and by accident, but it doesn’t stop him.

Buddy is a real people person. He loves company and meeting new people; everyone is an instant friend to him. I can’t wait until he’s had his second vaccination, and the week following that I can take him everywhere I go.

Over these last couple of weeks, I have been walking more without my crutch around the garden; I’ve had the motivation to do it for Buddy, to house train and exercise him. It’s such a small thing, but I feel like I’ve got some of my confidence back. If it wasn’t for my regular chiropractic appointments, my back would be suffering, I’m not going to lie.

So right now I’m snuggled up on the sofa with Buddy, he’s been a bit naughty this afternoon, and he turns into a bit of a diva when he’s tired. I wore him out a little more with some training (he has learned sit, down, wait and this way so far. We are working on leave, very hard seeing as he eats literally anything).

I’m looking forwards to pushing my boundaries and training Buddy. Our other two dogs are adapting slowly, it’s all very new and different for them. We will get there though, just got to take it a day at a time; something FND has made me very familiar with.