Our constant, loving companion . . .
. . . has come down with a bad case of puppy tantrums.
A lego or flip flop here and there wouldn't concern me so much, but he's taken to chewing my arm in the evening. And barking. Lots of bossy barking and overprotective yard barking. Very much like an overtired toddler in the evenings. I've tried using bitter spray on the back of my hand/arm to stop the mouthing, but he's pretty stubborn. Hmm . . . another way he fits in so well with all of us?
He will be back in doggie school in a couple of weeks.
Thankfully, he's been well-socialized and loves being out and about. When he's away from his own territory, he's extremely polite and tolerant, so we take lots of walks and trips to the pet store and pretty soon the park (when it's a little cooler, of course). He loves chasing balls and frisbees, and he's definitely an air-dog. Thirty solid pounds of muscle and adrenaline. Phew! The bonus is that we're all getting our exercise and sunshiny vitamin D. In fact, I think I might invest in some new workout clothes and shoes. I'm pretty sure he should count as our P.E. requirement for the year!
We're still dealing with adjustments. I think a lot of his issues are mine. I'm stressed and tired in the evenings, and he feeds off of that energy. I need to work on that. He's also dealing with the loss of his littermates (those guys who did let him bite their faces and actually enjoyed it) and foster mommy, after being orphaned and bottle fed (he still "nurses" on a fleece blanket when he's tired). And then there's just the petulant teenager dog stuff. It's all much easier to cope with once you identify the problems and causes.
Not easy . . . just easier.