Friday, 18 March 2011
Six Months Old.
So the little rat is six months old today, which means she's been with me nearly four months and I haven't strangled her with her ears or dropkicked her into the wall when she's refusing to pee yet (though I've threatened to do so many a time - with her pricking her ears and wagging her tail because of my high pitched happy-puppy! voice). That's an achievement right there.
Another achievement was today's walk. As I've posted before, Lola is a little wary of children - they run and are small alien creatures and generally seem to creep her out. She's also scared of things that drag along the floor; such as suitcases, skateboards and prams. Today, I accidentally timed a library trip so that we were coming back along my street when the primary school across the road finished. Children were everywhere, but not a single yap came from my puppy's mouth. She held good eye contact with me (for kibble, obviously), and at one point she even sat next to me as, just less than a metre away, a woman pushing a pram with two loud children went past.
I love my silly, intelligent little pup. Here's to years together, Ro!*
(* Providing I don't succumb to temptation and devour her head, that is.)