Lucky

We have a new addition to the house here now. I bought a little puppy, a black labrador called Lucky. He has the softest brown eyes and a tail that seems to be powered by the renewable energy of a happy voice. Just say something and it wags a little faster, tell him he is cute and he rolls for his tummy to be tickled. Another replacement for the fact that I can't get pregnant, that's what he thinks so he wouldn't refuse to let me bring Lucky home. He is probably right, I need something to love that will love me unconditionally in return and no one is more faithful than a dog to it's owner.

Lucky was 7 weeks when we picked him up, that makes him 9 weeks now. He isn't exactly peeing in the right place but he is trying. he is so eager to please that within the first few days I managed to teach him to sit and shake paws. You can jus whisper the command and he bottom drops to the floor, tail sweeping the ground quickly, his paw lifts without the second word mostly, he knows he is so clever!

I have spent the last week trying to teach him to lay down on command but this is more tricky it seems. He gets so excited that he starts to lay then pops right back up again. I have scratched and nibbled hands, a sign of unadulterated excitement.

Picture this, a little lack puppy skating around on my laminate floor as he races after a fluffy white cat with cat fur hanging from his mouth; the cat pulling his angriest face as he raises his paw at the puppy. It looks like trouble until you get closer and hear the cat is actually purring!!