Our pup, Amy (aka Amelia Pond, aka Yellow-Bellied Coward Dog...I swear, she's frightened of everything) is now eight months old. She's still a bit clingy, and has totally devoted herself to loving Dusty, which both irks and pleases him. She was supposed to bond to the boys, but apparently she wanted a man.
And she's loving this whole living squeaky-toy thing called a "cat".
Of course, neither cat is enthusiastic about the whole thing.
Amy still has some quirks we need to work out, like where her toilet is.
She back-slid in her house training after getting fixed, but she's slowly getting better again.
She's also decided that my side of the bed is her side of the bed. Mi casa es su casa, and all that.
I've actually woken in the middle of the night with my feet on the floor.
And dear LORD, the gas on that dog. It can clear a room faster than yelling "Free donuts!" at a cop convention.
She also figured out how to hop the fence, so we were forced to put her on a lead. She's not happy about it, but until we can get her to stop jumping the fence to explore the neighbor's yard, it's the best we can do.
She also likes to steal clean socks from the laundry basket and run off with them. She won't play fetch with her toys, but she'll play keep-away with underwear.
Of course, Precious, our senior dog, has taken Amy under her paw. The two play together, and Amy follows Precious like Precious is her mommy. Precious is teaching her the ropes.
Amy also likes to wake us up nice and early every day, so we don't miss anything important, like playing with her or rubbing her belly or giving her food.
Amy graduated her obedience class with flying colors, learning sit, wait, down, touch and come.
But she's still a big, silly pup who chases after nothing, slides on the hardwood floors, loves being dragged belly down on the carpet and will flop in front of you for random belly rubs. She also has a puppy love attack that leaves you laughing and covered in dog kisses.
So even though she's a cowardly poo-gas factory, we love her to pieces and are so glad we rescued her. She's made me smile on days when I thought nothing could.
Silly pup.
