the dog
So, Scooter is now 7 months old. We've had him for a little over 5 months. He's been potty trained for about 3 months (maybe a little less). And, he's great. He's just a lovely little fellow. The girls are still so in love with him. I really like him, too. I was worried about getting a dog. It's a big commitment to get a dog, but it turns out to be one we can handle. Go figure.
He's a good dog. He sleeps in his kennel all night (in fact, he loves his kennel). For the first three or four months, we just shut him in the laundry room at night. But, he started waking me up every morning around 3 or 4 am to go to the bathroom. We were going out of town, so we locked him in his kennel to see how he'd do. He loved it.
He is pretty independent and his main goal in life is the pursuit of food. When he was little he was a glutton for any kind of food. Now, he's a glutton for any kind of food except dog food. We made the mistake of feeding him our food as a reward for sitting and shaking, and now that's almost all he seems to care about. I'm the worst about it, but he's just so cute I can't resist.
It's good to have a dog.
