Amy & I picked him up in New Braunfels when I was in Texas earlier this month. On our first day, Boss was an angel. He slept peacefully on the 2 hour drive to Amy's house. He tiptoed into Amy's house and sat quietly by my feet. He peed on his wee wee pad. I thought I scored the most well behaved puppy in the world.THEN. We went to bed around midnight. I had taken Boss to his wee wee pad, and he went. Then he went again in the bed. I woke Amy up and we changed the sheets. Then I put a diaper on Boss.
Sometimes I feel like he's mocking me even when he's just yawning.I put Boss in his little carrier he would travel in on the plane to Seattle (under my seat, not in cargo). He went bat sh*?! crazy. Oh, Lord. 100 people are going to hate me all the way from Austin to Seattle. So, the day before departure, we went to Amy's vet and got 2 sedatives for the little bug. He conked out the whole flight.
Upon arrival in Seattle, we met Jesse and Boss tried out his leash for the first time. He did NOT like it. So I picked him up and we walked to the car.
He does have his calm moments and has gotten along famously with Roommate's dog, Sophie. At least, he thinks they get along. Sophie got up and walked off 10 seconds after this picture was taken.Ten days later, here's the sitch:
1. Boss hates being left alone. He yelps and yaps and howls in his crate. Therefore, I have no social life so that my neighbors don't evict me.
2. Thankfully, Jesse has been on his school break and Roommate has had a flexible schedule, plus other friends have stepped in to babysit. Seriously, I need a babysitter for my dog.
3. Potty training is on the fritz. It's a total crapshoot. Thankfully, our carpet is already a piece of crap so a little more hasn't made it worse for the wear.
4. My favorite moment so far: I washed the towel that Boss soiled (b/c oh yes, he potties in his crate even though he is supposed to, by instinct, not want to do that) and put the freshly laundered towel back in his crate. He headed straight for the crate and I thought, "Yay! He wants to hang out in his crate! He's starting to like it." Stupid girl. He walked into the crate and peed right on the towel.
5. The one rule he has down pat is one that Roommate laid down for Soph and therefore Boss has to follow as well even though I don't really care about it: not allowed in the kitchen. I spritzed him in the face twice with a water bottle and he hasn't gone near the kitchen since.
6. Boss knows his name.
7. I have been to Petsmart or Petco 5,637 times in 10 days.
8. Boss starts Puppy Kindergarten on April 7th. Happy frickin' hallelujah.
2. Thankfully, Jesse has been on his school break and Roommate has had a flexible schedule, plus other friends have stepped in to babysit. Seriously, I need a babysitter for my dog.
3. Potty training is on the fritz. It's a total crapshoot. Thankfully, our carpet is already a piece of crap so a little more hasn't made it worse for the wear.
4. My favorite moment so far: I washed the towel that Boss soiled (b/c oh yes, he potties in his crate even though he is supposed to, by instinct, not want to do that) and put the freshly laundered towel back in his crate. He headed straight for the crate and I thought, "Yay! He wants to hang out in his crate! He's starting to like it." Stupid girl. He walked into the crate and peed right on the towel.
5. The one rule he has down pat is one that Roommate laid down for Soph and therefore Boss has to follow as well even though I don't really care about it: not allowed in the kitchen. I spritzed him in the face twice with a water bottle and he hasn't gone near the kitchen since.
6. Boss knows his name.
7. I have been to Petsmart or Petco 5,637 times in 10 days.
8. Boss starts Puppy Kindergarten on April 7th. Happy frickin' hallelujah.
Then he does this...and I fall in love all over again.