Meet Peach & Lucy
(aka The Westie Besties)

It’s been such a crazy few weeks with The Westie Besties, and we’re feeling SO THANKFUL for all the lovely connections we’ve already made. 🙌🏻 So, I thought the first post out should be a wee introduction to the two wee Westies that make up TWB! <- not sure if that’s gonna be a thing haha.

Before I begin: Our little intro video is at the bottom of this post.
Check it out when you’re done!

It was on a road trip to Wangaratta from Melbourne (our home at the time) that the discussion of our first dog came to be. We’d definitely had the talk before (and come to an agreement on breed), but this one was much different. I was telling Luke a story our landlady had told me about bringing home their first dog. She and her husband weren’t agreeing on a breed, so one day she bought a teensie pup (of the breed she liked) and went to greet her man at work for his lunch break. And tadaa! Of course he was in love, it was a tiny Doodle puppy! Me being me, I loved this.

Finishing up the story, carefully watching Luke’s reactions, I asked “So, what would you do if I just came home with a puppy?”. My whole body knew the answer would be more of a grimace than anything else, but he totally surprised me and said “I’d ask what it’s name is!”. In Katherine language, this meant we were ready for our Westie. (Don’t ask lol).

The reason for going to Wangaratta was to see my Aunt and her youngest daughter who had driven in from hours away. We met at our gorgeous mutual friend’s house to have some serious catch up time. So, you can imagine our surprise when we found out my Aunt had also come to Wangaratta to buy Catie her first pet; a Westie puppy. Turns out there was a 2-pup litter at a friends house. (Cue Luke and I looking at each other in utter dismay, since it was only hours ago we’d had the warped “we’re ready to start the search for our Westie” conversation. Whoa.)

One week old Peach.

The next day we went along with Sarah and Catie to look at the pups. There was a boy and girl, and oh my goodness we fell in love with the little girl.

Before leaving Wangaratta that weekend, we’d made a deposit on our first Westie! We had a few weeks of preparing our little house back in Melbourne, which included making a big pen, lining the floors with clear adhesive carpentry plastic to protect the wooden floors, and knitting her a little lamb toy. (That thing went everywhere!)

Note: That adhesive plastic was incredible protection from accidental wees on our floors! I highly recommend it, as long as it doesn’t have any harmful chemicals smell-wise and chew-wise (should your puppy catch on to your protective scheme).

The day arrived and little Ella was ready to be brought home! Ella, you ask? Yup… that was her first name. But when we were welcomed into the owner’s home, this little ragamuffin puppy came flying down the corridor, skidding to a stop a few feet away from us with a devilish look in her eye, and then took off into a side room away from us hoping we were chasing after her… both Luke and I knew this was no Ella. Ella (to us) was a sweet, demure, ladylike name, and this little terrier was vivacious, ready to rumble, and not afraid to voice her opinion whatsoever. I had jokingly suggested “Peach” when we were deciding what we liked, and lo-and-behold, when we got “not-Ella” into the car, Luke said “I think this is a Peach!”.

Through her first 5 months, Peach was a dream. She never chewed, she caught onto doing her business outside in what felt like a millisecond, and she loved every person, every child, and every dog. By the end of those 5 months though, all our Australia plans changed and we were on a plane back to Vancouver, Peach in tow. We used an amazing group called JetPets (who I’ll be writing a separate blog post about soon), and our little pickle bounced out of her crate on the other side of the world like nothing had happened.

Then there was Lucy.

Two years later I was getting the itch to expand my herd. (lol). I knew I wanted a female, and her name was going to be Lucy. But it was our first time experiencing the long process of finding the right pup after Peach basically fell into our laps. I’d been given several names of BC breeders, but all had a long waiting lists, and though we diligently put our names on whatever lists came along, we ended up finding Lucy on good ol’ Kijiji.

She was the last to go from a large litter, and it was a few weeks past the date her brothers and sisters had gone to their new forever homes, so she was alone. That rung a few alarm bells for me. With all the Border Collie litters my family have sold, I know the last to go is generally the most meek; the one that didn’t bound up to the potential buyer and appear more outgoing. But, even though I was worried about that, plus I knew I’d missed those crucial first weeks after she’d been weaned (I’ll be writing a Blog about that soon)… there was just something about the sweet little photo that was sent through to us… she was Lucy!

The 5am morning!

Luke, me and Peach packed ourselves in the car at 5am the following Saturday to make the 5 hour drive to Salmon Arm. We were nervous. We had bought Peach when we lived in a home with a huge back yard, but Lucy was coming home to a 21st floor Yaletown condo. Also, when we drove up to the breeder’s house, “almost-Lucy” was out on the front lawn (retaliating against the idea of using her lead)… she was the shape of an orange.

It wasn’t that she was fat or rolly in any way, but she had these massive long hairs all over her that stood out about 3 times the length of her regular hair, making her look like she’d just put her paw into a light socket. You can imagine what Luke and I were thinking at this point! Peach looked so positively perfect when we picked her up: a teensie, sleek Westie puppy like all the Pinterest pictures, and here was this little ball of wiry fluff! All wiggles and very sharp teeth. Oh. Good. Lord.

Picking up Lucy

Our first few weeks were exhausting. She didn’t catch on to much. She chewed. She never stopped moving (so much for the sweet puppy cuddles like with Peach), and she had the most pin-like little puppy teeth… and poor Peach was the chosen pincushion.

Lucy’s grown into a gorgeous little dog. Quite a few less IQ points than Peach, gaining her the nickname “Goose”. If there’s a glass door, she’ll be the first to walk into it, allowing for copious fits of laughter every day. But now that the two are grown up, I’m so glad Lucy isn’t like Peach. Peach is always “on”: always on guard, thinking, and knows what’s happening before you do (or she thinks she does). Lucy is relaxed. (Or she genuinely doesn’t get it, which renders the same affect haha). If we’d ended up with two Peaches, I think we’d have quite the house-full. We’ll see what happens when #3 comes along. 😉

Don’t tell Luke.


4 thoughts on “Meet Peach & Lucy
(aka The Westie Besties)

  1. Very cute story ! Congratulations for the blog ! I love reading about you and your cuties.
    All stories we have with our dogs are really beautiful !
    Big hugs to your little angels ❤️
    Marina (and Joker the westie)

  2. Just started reading your blog and I absolutely love it! I’ve always wanted a Westie all my life and my husband surprised me with my now 4 year old baby girl Coco as a wedding gift! Coco is too smart and loves playing with other dogs but around the house she seems bored and always sleeping, which is why I want to get another Westie so that she can have a playmate but I don’t know how to begin my search for one. Do you have any tips on searching for a Westie puppy? I just don’t know how to make sure I get a real Westie from a true Westie breeder.

    Thanks so much!

    PS – my Westie Coco follows you on Instagram, her account is @cocowestiegirl

    1. Thanks so much for reading the blog, Sahilis! Westies are just amazing haha. So much personality.

      When I decided to make our one doggie household a two doggie household, Peach was in that same spot as Coco. Lucy DEFINITELY changed that haha, but once they were older they both were sleeping during the day!

      A few tips I’d give is Googling Westie Breeders in your area and who your local Westie Rescue is (they’re usually good help finding reputable breeders!). There should be a list of breeders online as well. Also, since your sweet Coco loves other dogs, it’s probably fine to buy another female, but be aware that two female terriers have the reputation of scrapping once their older, whereas buying a male as your second Westie shouldn’t cause those territorial problems. My first Westie, Peach, was newly reactive when I bought her Lucy to play with, and I see now that was the wrong thing to do. Peach didn’t have the capacity to enjoy Lucy being in the house at that stage, especially not a female. In a few years time when I try getting a second pup again, Peach will be in a much better state (she already is now) and I think I’ll try a male pup so there’s less territorial tension.

      The last thing… make sure you choose the pup you want. Buy (or rescue) a pup that’s active in the litter. When I bought Lucy (#2), she was the last of the litter and spent 4 weeks in a crate sitting at the breeder’s house. 🙁 I knew I shouldn’t have bought her. She needed a much different home (she needed to be the only dog in the home). If I’d bought a pup that wasn’t the last one with separation issues (thanks to the crate), one that was in the litter at the front of the “pack” I think things wouldn’t have ended the way they did in March.

      I’m sure your gorgeous Coco is going to LOVE having a little playmate! I’m so excited for you! Don’t feel discouraged by my “tips”. I only caution on these things because buying a terrier another terrier friend… it’s a big deal, and though you think it won’t happen to you, these territorial issues happen. If you take the process slow and ask loads of questions of the Westie people around your area, you’re setting yourself up to win! I’m going to live vicariously through you cause I can’t WAIT to find more little Westies to bring home. Please keep in touch about how it goes!! XXXXX

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