First day at the spa

This morning I let Hogan sleep in while I did three miles and shower at the Y. I got back home just before 7:00 and fed him, then took him outside before I had to leave at 8:40. He was crated until nearly 2:30 and I felt so bad for him. To make up for it, I decided to pamper him with a bath and toenail cut, not knowing that I had to drop him off and pick him back up. The look on his face as they took him away was heartbreaking, like, we finally reunited and now you're going away again! But when I picked him up, he was very happy with his new clean coat and clipped toenails.

A couple of friends at a client's office bought him some "housewarming" gifts including a couple of toys that hide treats in them to make dogs play. And he did:

He played with that ball for nearly an hour and only got one of three treats out of it because instead of rolling it, he tried to eat them through the one hole that they fall out of. BUT at least he played with a ball! It's a start!

After the makeover, we went to Finch Park, which he liked very much. It has about 100,000 trees and even though he only marked about 100 of them, he was a very happy puppy.

Note: He's in his crate for bed for the night, and has barked several times, which he's never done at all before. I KNEW he was too perfect! Maybe it was the neighbors . . . I still love him with all my heart. He's the best dog EVER!