ENOUGH SAID.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
9 Weeks Old Today ...
Last Sunday, Gabe and Vinny closed off a portion of this huge place for the puppy. This is a HUGE enclosure for him where he can really stretch his legs and run like a maniac. He's not liking it much, though. He cries when we leave, then finds something to do for 10 seconds, cries more, plays with the sock, cries more, rolls on his back, and so on and so on. Sometimes he hides underneath the bushes and pretends he's a lion. Today was the longest he was in his yard...a whopping 15 minutes! WOW! When I went to get him, he started crying when he saw me and still cried when I picked him up. He was so sad!
He is exactly 9 weeks old today.
Then later on in the evening, he just zonked out.
He is exactly 9 weeks old today.
Then later on in the evening, he just zonked out.
Monday, October 13, 2008
The Puppy's First Vet Visit and First Bath (8w6d)
Today was Leo's first vet visit. He's on his way to 12 pounds (11 lbs and 6oz to be exact) and seems to be thriving and healthy. He got his little nails clipped and got flea and heartworm medicine. He has another appointment in 10 days to continue his vaccinations.
I didn't know what he was going to do when he saw the other animals at the vet's office. The first time he saw the neighbor's dogs, his legs got stiff and when he barked, he bounced like a cartoon dog. Today, he was genuinely happy to see every dog in there, even the ones that got all wiggy when he bounded up to them. He made all kinds of friends and was wagging his tail and trotting all over the place.
He had to have a slightly invasive check in his rear to ensure that he doesn't have any parasites (or whatever). I could swear when the vet's assistant brought him back, Leo's eyes were flat and lifeless, no doubt wondering WTF just happened.
As if he wasn't traumatized enough, he had his first bath (from us) today. He was very quiet and subdued. But he sure does smell good now!
I didn't know what he was going to do when he saw the other animals at the vet's office. The first time he saw the neighbor's dogs, his legs got stiff and when he barked, he bounced like a cartoon dog. Today, he was genuinely happy to see every dog in there, even the ones that got all wiggy when he bounded up to them. He made all kinds of friends and was wagging his tail and trotting all over the place.
He had to have a slightly invasive check in his rear to ensure that he doesn't have any parasites (or whatever). I could swear when the vet's assistant brought him back, Leo's eyes were flat and lifeless, no doubt wondering WTF just happened.
As if he wasn't traumatized enough, he had his first bath (from us) today. He was very quiet and subdued. But he sure does smell good now!
Sunday, October 12, 2008
We have bad news..... (8w5d)
We have bad news. We didn't know until just a couple of hours ago, but we didn't adopt a puppy. He's actually a Wombat named L.M. (Little Monster).
Leonidas Haiku
Oh, please don't let him fool you.
Looks are deceiving.
Innocent he so is not.
Leonidas Haiku
Oh, please don't let him fool you.
Looks are deceiving.
Innocent he so is not.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
The Cutest Puppy Ever (8w.4d)
So far, he is the sweetest little guy. He is developing a great personality and is friendly with and happy to see all our family and friends who walk in the door. He plays HARD and then has to take power naps.
Gabe says, "The puppy isn't going to sleep on our bed."
Uh huh, sure. Look at the next picture. Gabe did this all by himself. I was working in the studio and came in and saw this...I had to get a picture.
Gabe says, "The puppy isn't going to sleep on our bed."
Uh huh, sure. Look at the next picture. Gabe did this all by himself. I was working in the studio and came in and saw this...I had to get a picture.
Friday, October 10, 2008
Eight Weeks and Three Days Old (8w.3d)
Leonidas is acclimating nicely to his new home. His first day here was Tuesday, October 7, exactly two months after he was born. He was very quiet, mellow, almost sad. He probably was sad. When we picked him up he was running around with his five other siblings and his mother. At his new home, he has us and the neighbor's (my sister) dog who doesn't like him. I hope when he gets bigger, he will kick her ass off his property :)
He slept with me and Gabe last night. In our bed. Ya, Gabe wasn't thrilled about that but the puppy just wouldn't sleep in his own bed. He was so sad to be in his own bed so he had to sleep in ours. He's just so little still and I was worried that I would roll on him. He tossed and turned all night, pushed us both over to the edge of the bed, flopped on his back with his legs spread out, pushing my legs (or head) out of the way. It wasn't a good night. I am exhausted.
At 6:30 a.m., he had enough of rest and it was time for play. He let us know he was ready for his day... well, he let Gabe know it was time to start his day. He licks and nibbles the nose, cheeks, chin, ears, whatever he touches. It's so cute up until he actually bites something with his razor-sharp puppy teeth, then he's not so stinkin' cute anymore.
His chewing is out of control, but definitely expected. He made me laugh when we were playing with a tennis ball and it rolled past a little wooden table with tall legs. The ball rolled past the legs and he stopped mid-run to chew on one. Ahhhh...puppies.
He slept with me and Gabe last night. In our bed. Ya, Gabe wasn't thrilled about that but the puppy just wouldn't sleep in his own bed. He was so sad to be in his own bed so he had to sleep in ours. He's just so little still and I was worried that I would roll on him. He tossed and turned all night, pushed us both over to the edge of the bed, flopped on his back with his legs spread out, pushing my legs (or head) out of the way. It wasn't a good night. I am exhausted.
At 6:30 a.m., he had enough of rest and it was time for play. He let us know he was ready for his day... well, he let Gabe know it was time to start his day. He licks and nibbles the nose, cheeks, chin, ears, whatever he touches. It's so cute up until he actually bites something with his razor-sharp puppy teeth, then he's not so stinkin' cute anymore.
His chewing is out of control, but definitely expected. He made me laugh when we were playing with a tennis ball and it rolled past a little wooden table with tall legs. The ball rolled past the legs and he stopped mid-run to chew on one. Ahhhh...puppies.
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