I had requests for puppy pictures so tonight I will happily oblige.
OK, maybe it was A request for puppy pictures. the rest of you will just have to sit back and enjoy the show.
1. wilson is totally food driven. say the word cookie or treat and he is right there at your side. he's done the whole "flip the dog biscuit off the nose right into the mouth" trick three or four times, but usually he just tilts his head forward and waits til it drops to the floor. lazy dog.
2. he's not irish. and these eyes are not smilin. but he sure looked cute wearing the shamrock headband that i wore to work yesterday. (i totally rocked the wear green day. thank you, dollar tree.)
3. sometimes he gets this look. we call it "the devil dog." his eyes get all weird and his ears point back. and he gets mean and will try bite your pants and ankles off. (he's usually pretty successful with the bite your ankles off part.) and maybe that's the number one reason why we're checking into puppy school.
4. he does not like to be left alone if he can follow you somewhere. especially if you're going to the kitchen because he knows where the treats are.
5. he's learning the fine art of fetch. to him that's - run down there and jump over top of the thing, maybe pick it up and bring it back, but hold on tight and don't let go. he also likes to squeeze the daylights out of his squeaky frisbee. at 5 am. so far, no complaints from the neighbors.
6. as my mom said recently, "he's getting so long!" ya, his body is long, but did you notice those eyebrows? (i love this picture.)
7. he will eat an.y.thing. dryer lint, bread bag clips, freshly pulled right-out-of-the-pot tulip bulbs, paper, rugs, tags on everything you can imagine, door stops, dish towels, skeins of yarn, packing peanuts, but his favorite non-real-food treats are pine cones. the vet said it's good fiber. he looks like a big dog in this picture.
8. but in this picture, taken on the same day, he still looks like my little baby pupy. he's at this weird "my head and feet don't fit the rest of my body" stage. a disproportioned bundle of never ending energy and slobbery kisses.
