It's been a busy week for Hank. Moved to the big city, met his new family, learned about the zip line, got in trouble for scoping out the counter and table top. He gets brushed almost every day and had his ears cleaned. I'm sure the ear cleaning is something he'd like to write home to Mom about.
By the looks of him, food was a precious commodity for quite a while. He eats like there is no tomorrow. In fact, Hank could lick the stainless off of a stainless steel bowl. He gets a Kong put in his bowl to slow him down as he wolfs through his meal. I'm not sure it's made much of a difference. The only one here who eats as fast as Hank is Reno. Don't tell him I said that. Hank is getting some Satin Balls and some yogurt with each meal. Reno doesn't get goodies like that.
Hank still sounds off and barks (sometimes) at the other dogs if they walk by his crate. But we've seen vast improvement on that.
Maddie has decided with the newby around her crate in the basement is a lovely refuge from Hank-mania.
Kobe, bless his senior heart, found the air mattress we had for a guest in the spare bedroom. He thought he was in dog heaven until he got stuck between the wall and a soft place. Some how (where is that video camera when you need it) he rolled to his side and got stuck on his back between the wall and the mattress. He was rather like a large turtle on his back. Reno helped him get right with the world. I know, I know, not funny, but funny at the same time. Poor Prince Kobe.
Things are rarely random, and totally random in my doggy-dog world. What can I say, I love those fur balls.
Life with dogs. A little humor, a dash of play, a seed of faith, and of course, some dog fur.
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