make grown men babble and coo like idiots?!
It's been nearly 16 years since I had a pup and I had almost forgotten how willingly we engage in the most unmanly of behavior when a wriggly, squiggly, milk-breathy ball o' energy is put in our arms.
Housebreaking is progressing well, and so is work on her name and Come.
She did not protest the collar, doesn't fight the leash, and walks at heel instinctively. For now I'm focusing on bonding--we nap and road trip together--and I let her play with our previous dog's old toys since they're dog scented.
And, she love the snow. When I put her out to pee she porpoises through the head-high (to her) snow and pushes along with her head completely in the snow--something down there smells interesting apparently.
I haven't introduced her to bumpers or dummies yet. I her want to differentiate between the dummies and her toys--dummies are for work, toys for play. Once we get the basic commands down--Come, Sit, Stay, Heel--We'll progress to fetch training.
She's an absolute joy and I haven't felt this good in a long while.