#1. He spends most of his time on his hind legs. Old Bob was a horizontal canine for all the years that I knew him. This one is part corgi; part circus dog. You deserve a more complete picture than this one where he’s trying to climb onto the patio furniture, but at least he’s stationary in this shot. Moments later, he abandoned the plan and settled for licking the underside of the table.
#2. There is very little hope that his nose hair will grow back anytime soon unless he gives up this kind of pitiful activity. FYI – we were sitting on a 16 X 24 ft outdoor deck, but he chose to act the prisoner. I swear I did not have him penned up. He just likes to do this. Because he’s a perv.
#3. When I imagined life with a puppy, I knew that he would have more energy than I did. I visualized that energy as something along the lines of the non-stop gumming of a squeak toy or perhaps taking a vigilant stance when a blue bird fluttered too near.. I certainly didn’t envision this from 6 am to 11pm with only the most grudging breaks for food and poops.
Stedman and his Disney Princess Ball
UPDATE: Early this morning before anyone else was up, I gave him a bath with baby powder-scented puppy shampoo. Now I have to pack a bag for him because he’s going to a Puppy Party today.