Our dear Paulo has grown so much this year. Our big, little puppy is even a bigger puppy now.
He’s not chewing as much as he was, though we have still lost quite a few shoes, a pair of headphones, a baseball glove, a chair cushion, and well, you get the idea. I just saved one of my son’s hats.
He is of course as loving as ever. Always has a warm, wagging welcome when we come home. In the mornings, he would rather I crawl into his pen and rub his belly, than to get up with the sun.
We’d like to get him into the pool this summer. So far, all we’ve managed to do is scare him. He won’t go near it. It was grandpa’s fault. He threw him in the pool thinking tough love was the way to go. Now, try as we might, we can’t coax him to come near the water.
We’ll keep working on it. It is one of the things on the summer to do list. That and get in shape, but more about that in a different post.