Happy Winter/Summer Solstice – depending on your hemisphere.
About 5 weeks ago we had an unexpected addition to our family. I say unexpected because although I have whined endlessly about wanting a dog (no pun intended there), Tom has been less than keen. Until we met Jack.
He came home and took up temporary accommodation in a a cardboard box (lined with a pink baby blanket as you can see).
He was quite timid and frightened at first and every noise in the garden had him on alert – note the tail tucked firmly between his legs.
However he soon settled down and we discovered that one of his favourite pastimes is chewing. He started on his bed…
He has a range of toys, this blue plush doggy is one of his best friends, Bill. He doesn’t chew Bill but uses his presence to reinforce his innocence, when caught chewing other things, by providing an alibi.
He now has a much more robust, fancy, unchewable and really bloody expensive bed.
He’s very spoilt and indulged and he repays us by being completely adorable, house training quickly with no trouble at all, learning to sit in a matter of minutes, and walking beautifully on the lead when he had his first walk yesterday (he’s just had his 12 week vaccinations which means he’s free to mingle to with other dogs - and ducks, as you can see from this picture).
Jack didn’t have a great start in life, he was removed from his mother by less than reputable breeders at the age of 5 weeks, he then had two other temporary homes (with his litter mates) so that we were his 4th home when he came to us at only 8 weeks old.
However he has settled in well and certainly seems to appreciate being with us and enjoying a somewhat pampered life. In return he is eager to please and gives us hours of fun and lots of love. We’re all very happy.