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You may be amazed to learn that puppies are a great deal of work. Who knew? The (not as little as he used to be) guy has been living with me for almost two months now, and I am only just returning to the internet. Sorry y'all. But really. Could you resist this face? 
Obviously I could not. (FYI, that picture was taken the day he came home. He's bigger now. But still irresistable!) Anyhoot, would you like to know some stuff about him? When I first met him, a very sweet little girl handed me a wiggling mass of puppydog. As I took him from her arms, he crawled up me and proceeded to lick me all over my face. I was done. Love at first sight and all that jazz. This dog is mine!
The Story of His Name
The following is a faked-up transcript between me and my mother during his first nap at my house:
Mom: Does he seem upset that he has left his mother and his family and everything he ever knew behind?
Me: Nope. He tried to eat some snapdragons and now he's napping in the flowerbed.
Mom: So he wasn't at all troubled with leaving his family with a total stranger, going on a second big car ride in one day, and arriving in a totally new and strange place?
Me: Nope.
Mom: He's such a dude.
Me: Maybe I should name him Lebowski!
end scene
(Also, his favorite substance on planet earth? Grass. Additionally, he would enjoy it greatly if someone would let him try that stuff in beer bottles already. He's getting sick of trying to knock them over to get to the goods inside.)
The Story of How He Isn't Allowed on the Furniture:
Yeah, this dog isn't at all spoiled (in this photo from a couple weeks ago it should be obvious that he is very sleepy and also the same color as the sofa).
The Story of How He Never Misbehaves:
Honestly, potty training has gone very smoothly. His accidents are few and far between, and already he is sleeping uncrated on the floor of my bedroom. (His options: floor, super comfy giant dog bed he treats as a chew toy but does not ever sleep on, super comfy upholstered chair that he treats as a chew toy but does not ever sleep on.) He's never had an accident in the bedroom.
Even though I am totally biased and think that there is no better puppy anywhere ever, I will share that his poop doesn't smell like roses (nor does his gas). Also, he snores. But most importantly, his teeth are SHARP. The People all say puppies grow out of the biting thing, but jeepers cats, man, he can be vicious when he is hyper and wants to play. Those nips of love HURT. We start kindergarten this week. Hopefully professional help will either reassure me that this is normal or teach me some better training methods. Or both.
He also thinks it is funny to chew on pant legs, bath mats, jacket sleeves, jacket zippers, bath towels, furniture legs, furniture skirts, and pretty much anything else he can get in his mouth. Constant vigilence. I've let him have the peonies and supplied him with a never ending supply of puppy chew toys, tennis balls, frisbees, and his ultimate favorite pinecones.
Lebowski isn't at all shy, and loves to meet new people and dogs. If you want a doggie playdate just give us a call. His vet says he can go anywhere now that his immunizations are up to snuff! She also says he seems to have no nerve endings, but I think he's too enamored of the chew toys and the ladies cooing over him to be bothered with flinching when he gets his shots. Dude's got an image to maintain!
(We went camping last week:)
