The puppies are growing like weeds. Speaking of weeds, this week the puppies ventured out into my overgrown garden, becoming more bold and going farther each time. Being babies, they must put everything possible in their mouths to see what it is. Everyone of them has brought a dead leaf back into the house. They are getting more playful with toys and each other. While out in the yard with them, I have been carrying a pocketful of kibble and calling "Puppy, come!" when they are not looking. Right now, they all come running for a treat out of my hand when I call.
Indoors, I have moved their pen from my office to the rec room which has access to a fenced yard. They are quickly becoming potty trained. Indoors, at least most of the time, they do their business on newspaper; if they have access, they run outdoors to do their business. Also, they are now intermingling with the big dogs. My main concern has been a grouchy old foster dog I have had for awhile, who is male dog aggressive. Even he is accepting the puppies and all 3 adult dals now seem pretty comfortable with the pups. They do not hesitate to give the puppies a low growl and a curled lip if they aren't being civilized. Discipline is a good thing. Here are some photos of the pups on their outdoor adventures, and their subsequent discovery of the soft, cushy doggie couch in the rec room. Friday, they had their initial dose of worming medication.
Next week is a big week for the puppies. On Monday, they will have their initial set of immunizations and be microchipped. Later in the week, they will be temperament tested. On Saturday, they will be hearing tested. At that time, I will be making up my mind as to which puppy I want to keep. It's a tough decision because of all the things I want to do with my pick puppy. I need both good conformation and a very trainable puppy.
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