On Monday, the day didn’t go quite as planned, but in a good way for a change. I started the day out dogless and ended up with a new member of the household. When we came back from an appointment about noon, he was hiding around a trash can at the base of the driveway and by the end of the day he was in our house.
He appears to be about 4 months old and is smart as a whip. He knocked down the baby gate we are using to keep him occasionally enclosed in the laundry area once and after that he has respected it. After one evening, he will willingly go into his crate when he is told to. He learned to fetch his ball and give it to me in less than 10 minutes, once he figured out I would throw it again for him. One or two noes have been enough to keep him away from things I don’t want him in, although I don’t quite trust that in such a young dog. He is going to be a big one – far larger than any dog I had thought to get, so he needs to be very well behaved.
We have asked around and no one has claimed him. Here’s to hoping he can stay. And I think another dog portrait may be in order.