So the puppy has become an even bigger peeing and chewing machine than he was in the first week. We're still trying to get him to stop biting quite so much. But, you know, it's a four month old puppy. Good luck with that. And his begging for food during meals is ridiculous.
He's also getting increasingly scruffy. If he's this shaggy at four months, I can only imagine what he's going to be like by the time we take him home at Christmas. That's the first time we can get him trimmed. Although the breeder has asked that we not trim him. She rather likes him and would like to take him to a show and breed him, with our permission, of course. In return, if we agree, we would get a puppy from that litter.
We'll see. Cathy is not wildly enthused by the idea.
Boo is perhaps also not the smartest dog in the world. He's just a puppy at this point and puppy's are not renown for their intelligence. But he is a little vacuum clearer right now. Which means he hasn't learned that everything you put in your mouth is not necessarily good for you. We took him for a walk on the tundra out on the Road to Nowhere last evening and he apparently sucked down a bunch of berries when we weren't looking.
He promptly threw back up later. And to which he then tried to eat again.
As I said, cute, but entirely bright.
Anyway, I finally managed to remember to take my camera on one of these walks, so here are a few pictures. Also, and this is mostly for family and close friends, there are a ton of new photos up on my Flickr page (click the box on the side). There's lots of vacation photos along with ones of Boo. Not all of them have names or descriptions yet, but I'll be working on that over the next week or so.
A small pile of stones serving as a firepit near a river just outside of town.
Most of the flowers are starting to fade from the tundra, but these are doing just fine.
As much fun as it is to take the little monster out for a run, I imagine doing it back in July would have been just horrible with all the bugs. Beautiful, you understand, but they would have found our skeletons bleaching on the land.
Boo in a rare moment of not trying to eat things, running across the land.