I know it may sound corny, (then again, maybe not) but I'm looking forward to the whole thing. I'm looking forward to training (which I hope to turn into play, make it fun) I'm looking forward to housebreaking (which hopefully will have already been started) I've got a "bedroom" all planned out, complete with doggy toilet, crate, waterbowl, food and toys. I don't have everything bought yet, but I've got it all planned out. I plan to make her/his bedroom a fun place to be, but I'm also looking forward to going places, trips, walks, bike rides (I plan to get a basket for her/him to sit in, with a cover and everything) and playing and snuggling.
I look forward to the food, the "accidents" (which are bound to happen) I look forward to learning how to groom her, and brushing her every day, and brushing her teeth. I'm looking forward to the "tests." I'm looking forward to playing with her/him, and watching her play by herself. I plan to get her fixed, I'm looking forward to puppy classes as soon as she's had all her shots, I'm hoping to find a "small dog" puppy class, cause I have no intentions on her becoming lunch for a dog who's sorely in need of training.
We have dog parks nearby, I plan to wait till she's had all her shots, but I really want to walk with her. Here in the Denver area there's a group of Yorkie owners that get together for "play dates" and I want to join in on that. It sounds like fun.
Anyways, I know everything doesn't happen overnight, it takes work, it takes love, and it also takes patience (hence, the name.) There's so much I want to do, I'm looking forward to every step with her or him, and a bow in her/his hair that I put there myself.
Like I said, corny.
Safiyah