Twenty-eight years ago there was a welsh terrier named Mackie. Fourteen years later there was a second welsh terrier named Mackie. And ten years ago a change took place and a welsh terrier named Lacey was introduced into the mix. It has taken me over 10 years to update my story after the addition of our new little girl, Lacey. Could it have anything to do with the fact that this little female diva had such outrageous demands of my time that I just now have time to sneak away to compose this? Or is it because I have been having so much fun with two welshies that I simply did not take the time to do so? Maybe it’s a little bit of both.
Bringing a female home was a new experience for us, having only had males up to this point. Lacey epitomizes every characteristic you read about what a female welshie is all about … she is spirited, she is bossy, she is intelligent, she has endless amounts of energy but most of all, she wants to be with her Mommy every minute of the day. Never having had a female before, I don’t know if this is true of all females or it is just my Lacey Lu. In my experience, my males have been sweet and loving but their loyalties lie with whoever is feeding them or willing to play yet another game of tennis ball or tug-of-war! Having the best big brother to learn from, puppy Lacey watched every move her big bro made and copied it all, down to lifting her leg when she potties. I was so thrilled to get my little princess, prepared with all of the pretty pink collars, leashes, beds and sweaters only to have all of my dreams squashed when she showed her penchant for rolling in mud, bird poo and dirt. She has been known to catch birds in mid-flight and shorten the lifespans of poor little toads who regrettably hopped into our yard. It’s a rare day that I don’t have to pull a branch, a leaf or some unknown object out of her beard when she comes back into the house … my little princess.
Being the proud owner of one welsh terrier is a true joy. Having two of these perfect creatures to call my own is a dream come true. Imagine the capers of one ornery welsh terrier and double it … double the fun … double the chaos … double the entertainment … double the enjoyment … double all of the great things that you love about your one welshie. Rarely a day goes by that I am not stopped by a stranger on the street to tell me how adorable my Mackie and Lacey are. Together they make the most striking pair pulling me down the street towards the next best adventure, all while I wear the biggest smile plastered on my face knowing I am happiest when spending time with my two best friends.
By Saundra Miner