Happy at 10 weeks

Happy – 10 weeks: what we/he have/has learned so far:

His name.
Biko’s name.
Sons name.
No. No. No! No! No!
Lets go pee.
Sit. (since this gets him food, and out of the crate).
Get off! Recognized but mostly ignored.
Bone.
Ball.
Fetching is beneath me. Or - I’ll get it, but you can’t have it!
There’s never enough food in the bowl.
The water dish is his personal swimming pool.
He’s sharing his swimming pool freely with all his chew toys.
He can take from Biko whatever he wants, whenever he wants.
She’s there for his amusement only.
Her food is his food.
His food is his food alone.
Crate time is not acceptable.
Telling that he has to pee/poop is well and good, but who can wait for these slow humans?
Given boots, helmet and rope he can climb anything.
Getting down is another matter.
Jumping on the sofa, since he’s too big now to crawl under it.
Yoghurt containers, as well as empty plastic water bottles are great toys.
He can take himself outside on this darn leash. (get it off, get it off!)
Walking on leash works well - when it’s in the direction he wants too.
Being carried is his right.
Birds are scary, lawn mowers are not.
Glass doors hurt, when taken head on.
Chasing own tail is fun, even if one gets dizzy.
Chair cushions are there to sit on.
Biko is a big chew toy. Especially her tail, mouth, eyes and chest.
The space under the desk is a forbidden zone, so it must be reached any chance one gets.
Water is fun, did I mention water is fun?
White vinegar is NOT water.
Yarn balls are fun too, especially if being chased through the house is the result of grabbing them.
Paper is there to be shredded.
Paper towels are there to be shredded.
Sleeping through the night is for dummies.
He can sleep great during the day, any time he wants to, as long as he wants to.
Humans are suckers.
The world is his food, and chew toy.
Stones are good too. Lick, lick, crunch, crunch, yummy!
Toads are not as tasty as he thought.
Little puppy nails grow quickly and can scratch painfully.
He’s faster than I am in an open field. And besides, he’s part rabbit!
Birkis are still kicking, and his best sleeping buddies.
Puppies are exhausting.
Left alone he’ll definitely kill himself.
What were we thinking?

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A few days ago, Happy had his first bath. Biko is wishing we'd drown him, I'm sure, and if so, she wants to witness it first hand.

A treat after good behavior in the bath tub:

What? I'm eating!

Rest IS for the wicked...

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