Another day, another dog

She's starting to perk up a good bit, and wanting to play. I've decided that this is not going to be a dumb dog, and have changed her over to a high grade food, Nutro Ultra. Funny, her poops straightened right out, and she was incredibly playful this afternoon, even though I really wasn't.

She, all in all, has been an exceptional experience with a puppy. I am actually pretty impressed with her. Five weeks old, and she doesn't mind her leash, mostly "does her bidness" outside, loves Bunny my year-old kitten, and doesn't mind her crate. She hasn't responded to people food, and has developed this particular grunt when she prefers to go outside instead of her training pads. She has also learned that if she poops in her bed, she gets a bath, and only has a binky instead of her giant fluffy bed. I'm even getting her used to a little puppy yoga when she gets up in the morning.
Now, if I could just get her to stop gnawing on me when she thinks it's play time. Instead of the chew toy, about 30% of the time, she goes right for my hand. She answers to my whistle every time, and is almost coming to her name on a regular basis.
Temple Grandin was absolutely right about animals being wary of or distracted by shadows. Occasionally, Bayo sees mine on the trees and stops dead in her tracks. Also, if there is too much noise in the breezeway, she balks. Mostly, she hasn't shown fear apart from those two things, and the jackass who refuses to put his 80 retriever mix on a leash.
I love this dog. She's going to be a great character in my life.

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