Things have been interesting around here, to say the least. Dylan’s a sweetheart and too smart for his own good. He runs everywhere he goes. He has a laundry basket full of toys available at all times, but prefers to chew on shoes and furniture. I had to take the lava rocks out of the fireplace because he kept chewing them.
The biggest problem has been our girls. They are just now starting to warm up to him. They acted like their hearts were broken and just started being friendly to us, again, and him in the past two days.
Dylan slept through nearly all of the first night here, then wouldn’t hush the next two nights. We figured out that we needed to put his crate up on an ottoman next to the bed so he can see us, and now he sleeps through the entire night without going out or messing his blankets.
He made the switch to the same food as the girls already with no problem, has started ringing the bell on the door like they do to go out, and yesterday he started running both down and up our seven porch stairs to go do business. He also discovered yesterday that he can bark like the girls do. He has only had accidents in the house when the weather is bad and, like the girls, he doesn’t want to go out then and get wet.
Thanks for this great little guy,
Darrell………..
