Yes, more puppy porn. I warned you some weeks back. We took Lucy and Hattie to the dog park yesterday to enjoy some leashless freedom. She made some new friends (Z, Chopper, Tara, Jazzie) and had a grand time. Life is good off the leash.
This morning Barb took Hattie to her first play date with Jack, a German Short Hair.
For some reason Lucy does not recognize the iPhone as a camera. No way to get these moments with the Casio. It is… invigorating… to be in the same room with such distilled, existential joy.
Almost (not quite) house broken. Sleeping through the night. Chewing the shit out of everything. And Lucy (5 year old Golden) is ready to play.
It’s been five years or so since our last experience house-training a puppy. Barb has read several books on the best ways incorporate a puppy into your family but right now it’s mostly about taking her outside about every 20 minutes. And hugs. Lots of hugs.
Lucy is slowly warming to the new dog and will come around in time.
A Golden Retriever puppy is distilled love. It wants nothing more than to be with you. And to play. Which –in this weather– involves short breaks, stretched out on the AC vents.
Blogging will be light for a while.
Stills are a little challenging since Hattie is a blur of motion, so here’s a minute of video. Lucy (5+ years) is still unsure about this interloper.