The puppy is here. He plays, he sleeps. He plays too much, he sleeps even more. A growing boy.
He loves the ball. He loves Dolly and chases her everywhere. Dolly needed a chill pill (Benadryl) to cope yesterday, today is better. She’s hanging out in the same room now, at least.
There is nothing like watching a 3 pound, round ball of fluff chase a 60 pound Healer. He bites the tip of her tail….he’s precocious. She’s not happy with the tail biting, but they are figuring things out.
He had his puppy anxiety last night, he did good in his pen till about 1:30 am. He had an upset tummy. We went outside. He was a good boy. He slept till 3:30. Then started crying. My hubs growled “let him cry”. That lasted for maybe 3 minutes. Next thing I know the baby is in bed with us. That man of mine is not going to let the baby cry. 😌
Somewhere about 4:30 am baby had to potty. He made his way off the bed without us hearing, left a lovely bundle on the hubs side of the bed, and started crying.
Hubs is freaked out that baby is off the bed, and the “bedlam” starts.
I think the height of the morning was when baby went outside and had another BM, and my husband had to examine it. 😣. He found, not just grass, but a red round plastic piece that was the size of a Reese’s pieces. I have to say, when my husband is on guard, no poop is left unchecked! My man is diligent when it comes to the babies.
Baby has chewed on things he shouldn’t, as babies do sometimes.
Now I have to get him to eat. Considering what he recently digested, and how much he’s sleeping today, I’m being patient. He turned down eggs. He’s had like 4 pieces of soaked kibble today. But he’s taken water. I’m being patient.
I’m keeping things in prospective, and enjoying my dogs. Dolly is engaging, and our little baby is determined to love my Doll.
We are thinking Max is the name. It’s what he responds to best….so far. My hubs cringes when I call him Maxi. 😆. I get to create bedlam too!