Wednesday, August 3, 2011
He's about 8 weeks old and has a lot more energy than these tired bones of mine. I know I shouldn't have, but I kept him on the bed last night. I wanted to sleep. From 11pm til 3am, we slept. From there on out, he needed to go out every hour.
Yesterday, I taught him to carry his own leash. Beats having it wound around my legs. I'm still dizzy.
The training didn't go too well. Koda gave up a long time before I did.
"Hiding" from me right after I brought him home.
I kept him in the back bedroom away from the cat and got him used to me before bringing him into the house. For the next 4-6 weeks while he learns to control his muscles, he will spend days in the crate when I'm at work.
I thought the bones would be good for a teething puppy. Koda has shown very little interest in these. He prefers my toes and now a sock with more than one hole.
Koda comes from the Sioux Indians meaning "friend". My new buddy has fleas from being raised in a barn. I'm going to be bathing him once it warms up a little more. The grass needs to be mowed. The laundry needs to be done. And I will probably find myself driving into Charlotte this evening for dinner with friends. I'll take Koda with me to get him used to all the miles we'll travel. At 30lbs, he'll be a little small to ride in the bed of the truck, but the passenger seat is almost always unoccupied.
It's 72 degrees. Yardwork today.