OK, I’m totally in love with our new pup. For a 4 month old, Bradley’s amazingly well behaved and almost housebroken. M picked me up from BART last night with B in the car and I barely noticed he was there! We do need to work on some commands and get him used to the crate, but he’s definitely ahead of the class. One thing I noticed is that he rarely barks. Last night M made a ruckus walking through the front door and Bradley didn’t even flinch. Same with the garbage truck this morning. C’mon dog, we’d like to take advantage of your bad ass German Shepherd protective services, please! I almost forgot that around 3:00 am this morning Bradley’s chewing instinct kicked in. Poor M had to stop him from chewing the couch, the window pane and even the fireplace! Fortunately he favored then demolished one of the new toys I got him instead. I think we’re going to need a crate full of rawhide.
Joey’s another story, he’s not keen. Not at all. But until those fleas clear up he’ll be staying in the bathroom. That should give him some time to get used to the clomping monster in the living room.
I dusted off my camera and took some good shots of B last night… but I’m still shopping for a new laptop so who knows when I’ll get those up. Here’s a phone pic of Bradley and Charlie, a stuffed St. Bernard that the SPCA insisted Bradley take home with him.
M and B (and the now destroyed toy…)
Ahh
I’m so happy he’s home with you!