We spent the month of July learning all about Comet. He LOVES LOVES LOVES people. He likes dogs because he can play with them in the way dogs play, but he LOVES people. He wants to be wherever we are all the time. We had to re-teach him to sleep in the crate, eat puppy food (not human food!), and to potty outside when sent outside. But other than that, he has had no accidents in the house. The only accidents he did have were in the crate because we didn't listen to his crying or we were gone too long. In both cases, those were our fault! Silly humans.
He has all of the exuberance of life that a puppy has, bounding (or streaking!) from one place to another, totally excited about everyone and everything. He is extremely curious and smart. He learned pretty quickly to not jump on me when I let him out of the crate!!
Last Tuesday, I took him to the vet to have his baseline checkup. The vet said he was "perfect", and she doesn't say that often about dogs. I scheduled his neutering surgery for that next day (it's required by Rescue that all dogs be spayed/neutered!), and so he spent the night at the vet's office.
The next day, when I came to pick him up, I told the receptionist that I was here to pick up Comet. She said, "Oh Comet!! Yes, he figured out how to open his crate at will." Oh. Oh my. That's bad!! Hilarious since it wasn't on my watch, but bad!!! Smart boy!!
The vet recommended 14 days of restricted activity. HA HA HA Hardy har har. That's hilarious. Getting an Italian Greyhound puppy to sit still is like asking ice to not melt in 200 degree heat.
He recovered from his surgery in a hurry. By the next morning, it was driving him crazy that he couldn't run around outside with his 2 roommates. By Sunday, he was getting Napoleon to chase all over the yard. He still has to wear his space-dog collar to keep from licking his stitches until they are absorbed, but I've stopped restricting his activity!!
In fact, on Sunday, his new forever family came to see him. They drove from DC to meet this sweet boy, and he immediately loved them. In fact, they sat down on the couch, he bounded on top of them, wormed his way to a spot between them, and promptly fell asleep on their laps. That's when I decided he should just go home with them. And go home with them he did.
I received an email yesterday from his new mommy that that he did really well in the car (stress drool, yes. vomit, no), and did well in the house - no marking! Good boy! He claimed his spot on their couch within minutes of arriving.
Comet on his new couch! |
We miss Comet - he was truly a fireball of puppy life. And I know Napoleon REALLY misses him... he's SO B-O-R-E-D BORED BORED BORED without him. We thought long and hard about keeping him but in the end, we decided it was best for us and for Comet to give him to a home that really wanted a fireball of Italian Greyhound.
Good luck, boy! We miss you!
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