Picard 2. Human 0. You know I have always thought that my human was relatively intelligent. But it seems one Picard puppy has her beat.
She is a very diligent person when it comes to puppies. If we are out of our crates when we are little, we are watched EVERY minute. But of course, as we get older, she begins to be a BIT more lax about watching our EVERY move. She will trust us while she goes to get something from the other room. She will trust us if two of us are playing together. And the older we get, the more trust we get. So if Velcro dog and Jaws are wrestling on the deck and my human is in the dining room with the deck door open and she can hear them, she trusts them. Not that she doesn't check every few minutes to see if Frodo still has hair, but she doesn't have to stare at them constantly. And yesterday morning when she went to dash off a quick email, she assumed we would all be fine together- as morning wrestle-mania was going on. She was gone for less than 2 minutes. But as she approached the dining room, she noted that we were all silent. And she saw me contently lying in the middle of the kitchen floor. And Frodo near the door. She came around the corner and there was Jaws. Lying under the dining room table. Surrounded by chew toys. But what was he doing? Chewing a two inch hole in the middle of the carpet. Well, not really chewing - he was plucking the wool fibers out one by one. QUICKLY. So you could see the woven burlap-like base which holds the fibers underneath. "Hey" she said. Jaws just looked at her as if to say, "What's your problem." She quickly ran for the poor-substitute bottle of Bitter Apple wanna be. And she sprayed it on the hole. Clearly a bit too late.
Then last night, when she got home from work, after she walked us, fed us, and played ball with each of us, she opened the deck door to get some fresh air. And she went out to survey the deck. It had been painted last summer - and it held up VERY well. But she knows there are a few TINY flakes of paint coming off in some areas, and she figured she had better touch them up this weekend before the weather gets too cold. And that's when she noted a fairly LARGE - 4 inch round chip. How did that happen, she wondered. Well her question was quickly answered as Jaws dove onto the spot. "Hey" she said. And again he looked at her as if to say "What's your problem?" Deja vu.
He ALMOST could have had three points yesterday - if he had joined me in the woods on my bunny hunt too. I was hot on the trail, barking and darting back and forth. He BEGAN to follow me, dragging his long line, but my human shouted his name - and go figure, he came back. I did too, but after a few minutes. PON 0. Bunny 1.
The key to puppy monitoring is silence. If it's too quiet, with Elroy, you can pretty much assume he is into something. The guy isn't big on sleeping.
We have actually started to chase each other a bit outside. And he DID try and pull the hair on MY butt - and I didn't go ballistic. Things are settling in. Let the noisy weekend begin!
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