I have been very busy helping to unpack boxes and chew paper and anything else I get my teeth into. I moved in April and now settled on the west side of York County. I am in cool air doggie heaven since the air vents are in the walls and floor I can lay on them for a cool down!! I turned 1 year old July 3rd, celebrating with a new collar and a large bone. Oh, and lots of squirrels, rabbits and birds to chase at this new place!
Part of the routine after a walk or a chewing marathon is the flop on the pillow and take a nap. Note the chew stick almost gone. It would be totally eaten if Boomer wouldn't have given in to a nap!
Boomer continues his chewing marathon! We are over the baby teeth and now it's all about needing to expend energy mode. He gets 2 walks a day and plenty of play time. Apparently we have a high energy boy! Next step is a bigger antler and fatter chew bones. At least he is content while chewing. This antler is double the size of the last one. And it will challenge him! For exactly how long is the question.
I am 7 months old now and weigh 15 pounds. I need to begin watching my weight! I get too many treats because I am that adorable! Forget my crazy running through the house blitz times or chewing good leather shoes, chewing the door paint or stealing anything that falls to the the floor in a flash! I've also learned the art of grab and hide - so I can get more chew time in before I have to give back my find! Today's picture is me being cute!!
Not minor to Boomer who is stuck wearing a not so comfy collar until next Friday. There comes a time in every male dog's life where business needs to be taken care of to control dog population 'accidents'. Since Boomer is a pet and no plans to become a show dog with purposeful breeding, you know the rest of that story. He is not happy right now but will be back to feisty in a few days! He gets some collar reprieve each day with close supervision. Next Saturday - spa day to end his week of misery!
I came home to woodwork that apparently looked like food to Boomer. Thank goodness the shards of white painted flakes were on the floor else he would have needed a TUM!
I wrote A Sniff in the Park in 2012. Having a blast with books signings and readings.