Above picture includes a piece of my hair on Jax’s face
We kept Jax alive for 7 weeks! Hooray. He’s now 14 weeks old…twice as old AND twice as big as when we got him. He enjoys biting, peanut butter, tug of war, biting his way up the tug of war to your hand so that you drop the tug of war, and bully sticks which are literally made from a cow penis and despite the advertising, they smell disgusting. His favorite command is shake. Probably because I screeched in excitement the first time he did it. He also knows sit, stay, come, lay down, off, roll over, up, crate, and go outside.
Everything is rainbows and sunshine
One of our biggest accomplishments is that we sleep through the night. So I’m a fully functioning person again. We have occasionally woken up to his dry heaving progressing to vomiting from a few too many sticks consumed. But we don’t have to go out in the painfully cold winter nights anymore. Related: he is mostly trained to go to the bathroom outside. Up until two weeks ago he was pretty good about going on the pee pads in the pen. But one day I came home to this:
We replaced the pads with old towels and he used those for a few days, and then just started to hold it until we got home. Luckily our schedules are a little offset so he isn’t holding it for more than 6-7 hrs.
Pre-puppy we didn’t know too many people with dogs, so we were a little concerned that he wouldn’t be well-socialized before his shots were complete. But people with dogs have come out of the woodwork, so 1-2 times a week he gets some unruly playtime. And our neighbor with a dog offered to watch him once a week, so that’s super nice too.
He enjoys cuddling, which is my dream come true. I strongly desire an 80 lb lap dog that will also be athletic and go on runs and hikes.
It’s also hard, etc.
The total amount of time he spends biting has vastly improved. But he is larger and has more advanced abilities in chomping…so when he bites it hurts a lot. The more time he can spend outside chewing sticks and toys, the less he turns his biting on us. It’s magical. The inverse is that every time it snows [damn Colorado late spring snow] and outside time is limited, he turns into a vampire. Arms and fingers are standard fare, faces and throats are for when he’s especially over or under tired hah. One ticket straight into the pen! But then he has to find an outlet somewhere:
He jumps, a lot. He jumps on us when we get home. He jumps on new people. He jumps on old people. He jumps on everyone. He jumps off the back of the couch. He jumps up onto our bed [he’s allowed on the couch, so I see how this is confusing]. He jumps up with his paws on the kitchen counter to see what’s up there. He jumps up on any closed door. He jumps out of his his X-Pen. One day I got home from work to him greeting me at the door. Hah. He’s a puppy kangaroo!
And while I know he’s a puppy and will grow out of most stuff, I REALLY don’t want him to be the 80 lb dog that jumps on people. This is one of my worst memories of dogs from growing up. I had a friend in elementary school whose 80 lb German Shepard [ie, almost twice my size] would jump and scratch his paws down my face on the way to the floor. That experience made me pro-cat up until I met Dan.
Other than that we are building a shed. The plans are here. We spent ~3 hrs buying 1,500 lbs of materials and lugging it all into our backyard, and maybe ~14 hrs of building so far? It needs a roof, door, and paint – hopefully we can finish it all this weekend.
For the last few months I’ve been reading the Harry Potter series [for the eighth time] because I am extremely sophisticated.
I am running as many hills near my house as I can and trail running in preparation for 14er summer 2k18. I want this summer to be ALL THE 14ERS…and also lots of local travel and car camping and general mountain time.
We are getting Jax’s next round of puppy shots this weekend and then we can go for walks! Outside the house! This is the gateway to us going on short hikes. Then longer hikes! Then runs! And then he will be my best friend forever, the end.