Dev: Weeks Two and Three

It’s been three weeks since Mr. D and I picked up Dev in Wisconsin and I think he brought the Midwestern winter weather with him as it has been awfully cold and windy here, making those early morning and late night potty walks a real production.  Luckily, he hasn’t yet had an accident waiting for me to get on my hat, gloves, Uggs, down jacket and scarf!

A number of milestones have been marked, but thankfully the furniture has not been.  One morning playing fetch with the tennis ball I noticed blood on it and found a baby tooth on the kitchen floor. The tooth fairy obligingly got him a bone to chew on as a reward.

He made friends with his new vet after sniffing out the exam room photo 5and didn’t make so much as a whimper as he got two more inoculations and had every part of his little body examined. Next he was taken back to the vet techs to be made a fuss over and to get his nails trimmed. Naturally, everyone was won over by his friendly, sweet personality. Dev and Addie are the only Aussies in the practice and they, like Sydney used to, give the breed a good name by being so well behaved.

Unfortunately, we had to visit the vet again just a few days later, this time for Addie to get some help. It turns out that like the rest of us “senior citizens” shphoto 1e failed to recognize her limits while rough housing and playing with Dev. She awoke the next morning stiff as a board and clearly in pain. Rimadyl, muscle relaxants and lots of cuddles on the couch have worked their magic and she is fine now, but clearly aware that being twelve is not the same as being five months old. Dev is sad and a bit puzzled at having lost his playmate, at least for another week or so.

Last Sunday we went to our first puppy class. It was soooo exciting to meet three other puppies ranging in size from five pounds (a Jack Russell / chihuaha mix) to a fifteen pound labradoodle to a thirty pound yellow lab. But the best part for Dev was that one of the families had a toddler who he fell in love with, and she with him! He was so sweet and gentle with her that everyone melted, even the trainer.

He hasn’t been able to work the same magic on the cats … yet. Jackson is as big as Dev (but not for long!). He has Dev crawling on his tummy in submission, tail wagging, begging for some attention. So far Jackson hasn’t decided to play keep away with the offered toy, but he is obsessed with Dev, to the point of watching him out the window when he is outside. Lizzie, on the other hand, is still exiling herself to our bedroom most of the time.

Dev is  good about being crated when both he and Addie are sequestered, but he hasn’t yet learned to have a quiet time out by himself when I need him to, as I prepare dinner for example. We’re working on not sounding like torture is taking place when he is confined when I am at home. (He obviously feels it is time to call in the Humane Society). Dev does sleep quietly in his crate overnight in our bedroom, thankfully.

The pup and Addie and Mr. D and I love to walk by the river, and Dev’s first glimpse of the Great Falls of the Potomac clearly mesmerized him, as it always does me. There is nothing that makes me happier than the awe-inspiring beauty of the natural world, especially when enjoyed with a loyal canine companion. I look forward to many happy trails ahead!

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