The first mile was at the Senior Center this morning. We are wearing each other out. Who woulda thunk that walking a dog was so much more tiring than just walking by yourself??? I went to bed at 10:15 last night, woke up once for maybe half an hour, then didn't wake up until 7:00. So much for the Grimes Park/YMCA at 5:00 am plan I had. Not today, anyway.
Today he also barked for the first time. A friend from church came over and when Hogan heard the knock on the door, starting barking furiously. I am so excited that he's going to be a protector dog after all!
Then the little devil, shortly after he'd eaten dinner but before he pooped (I took him out twice, but no go), lied down in his little bed for the first time all by himself rather than me placing him there, and looked up at me with hungry, imploring eyes. Who's training who? So I gave him his rawhide treat, and shortly thereafter he got up and stood by the door. It was dark out by now, so I turned on the porch light and within a couple of minutes he pooped. He's now in his crate sound asleep, and I'm not too far behind him. To bed, that is, not in the crate.
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