That's what they are. They are exhausting. Even thinking is too much for me right now. All I want to do is SLEEP.
I like them best like that: napping, or just quiet for a minute, that's fine too.
After they played until Denny got hysterical, I separated them and they fell asleep. Rare moments.
They look so innocent sleeping like that.
Happy is still a puppy with his 10 1/2 month, sometimes we forget that, since he's so big.
This was on April 10, two days after we brought Denny home.
Don't let that photo fool you. This is really not how they are most of the time. Both like to cuddle. Happy always wanted that, and I guess that's why he lets Denny crawl on the dog bed.
Yesterday we went to the Vet's for Denny's first appointment. The drive went well. He didn't sleep, but looked out the window. He was a hit with the receptionists. If you have a treat and want to give it to him, he'll love you, and wiggle his bum off. They thought he was the cutest thing ever. He's such a charmer.
Happy was there too, just for socializing. He's timid, and hides either behind me, or in the corner, when somebody talks to him. He's never taken a treat from strangers. But, I guess competition works wonders. After he watched Denny for a while, he came forward and eventually took one treat from the Lady.
Later we went all upstairs to the examination room for puppies. There are two leather chairs there, and a rug on a wooden floor. Denny found the container with the treats in a minute.
The Vet took his time, and gave extra attention to Happy, who first shied away, but during the time we were there, he took several treats, and sat in both leather chairs. It all went well and was a pleasant experience for both dogs.
Denny really is sweet, and cuddly, until he turns into a Gremlin. Must be the water Happy dripped on him, when he was at the water bowl. This dog can screech, growl, and snarl like a big dog. And he's got to learn to have some alone time. Seems like he's a case of separation anxiety. Anyway, this is a new experience for us too. Our White Shepherds were all so calm and quiet, nothing like this little fireball.
Oh, and please forgive me, if I don't respond to your lovely comments for a while. I'd rather write a new blog post during the time I have right now.
I wish you could hear Denny right now. He's in the kitchen, and I'm in the next room. Since he started yapping, Happy joined him on the other side of the baby gate, but he's not calming down. Let's see how long it will take him to calm down.