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| Boney in his bed in our room 4-13 |
Bonaparte turned 11 months old today! Almost a full year
old. Wow. It doesn’t feel like it’s been that long. We found Bonaparte and
invited him into our lives when he was ten weeks old, so we still have some
time to go before he’s been with us for a full year. But even so it feels like
we’ve had him for only a little while, not almost a full year!
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| With me |
He’s grown, probably to his full size which is now 7.6
pounds. He might be a bit more than that, but not more than eight pounds. He is
still scruffy looking, but soft and full of life. Appropriately named
Bonaparte, a little body with a big ego, we’ve finished with our “intermediate”
training classes and are debating if we’ll do anymore. Mostly my goal for us is
for him to come EVERY time I call, and to stay beside me when we walk, oh, and
to stop barking when it’s inappropriate. I don’t really care for him to do
tricks. He sits, waits, leaves it, drops it, “go get it” meaning he fetches and
brings whatever he fetches back to me. So he’s doing really well. Every day
when we go to get the mail, he knows to stay with me, and where we are going. He
doesn’t run off, and comes when I call him back to the house. Now if we can get
that good while on walks around the neighborhood, I’ll be happy.
He loves to go and play at Frank and Ruben’s house and was
so happy we house sat them this weekend. He and Ruben especially love to rollick
and pounce on one another. We’re glad Boney likes other dogs.
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| With Geoffrey, his favorite man |
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| Before Christmas 2012 in my father's room with his hat on |
