The last post I wrote about Blue was a little over two months ago, when he was 13 weeks old. I look at those pictures and can’t believe how tiny he was or how fast he is growing! Now just days past being five months, he is less chubby and more gangly but as sweet as ever. He’s developed such a great personality and I couldn’t be more obsessed with him. So, a little update…
Sally and I affectionately refer to Blue as “the baby” or “bubble” and we marvel at his ombre ears and cuddly neck fur. He loves his Auntie (what we call Sally) almost as much as me (the mommy) and when he’s not busy getting into his toys he prefers to be snuggled up next to one of us. Several times throughout the day he looks up at me and makes a few little cries to let me know he just wants me to sit on the floor so he can play with a toy in my lap. For anyone who’s read The Art of Racing in the Rain, will nod in agreement that “actions” are all that dogs have and you really feel like your pup is communicating with you at times. And for any dog owners who haven’t read the novel, I highly recommend it even though it will break your heart more than Marley and Me. Along the lines of communicating, Blue’s learned to wait by the door when he needs to go outside to potty and although I broke the habit of having him sleep in his crate when I got home from London (I couldn’t help it, I missed him too much not to let him sleep in my bed!) he wakes me up by patting me with one of his paws and then gives lots of kisses once I let him know I’m awake.
Blue loves to eat his food. It’s honestly his favorite thing and he’d eat all day if I let him. As soon as Sally or I ask, “should we get your food?” he’s up and running to the pantry and starts doing 360 spins and jumps while we get it ready for him. Then he chows at an impressive rate and goes back continually to check his bowl and see if he left any behind. Blue has a very loud, big boy bark. We think he picked this up while being at doggie daycare while I was in London and he uses it say hi whenever he sees other dogs or people. He means well and really only wants to go up and be friendly with either dog or human but his bark is so loud that I always have to explain that he doesn’t want to attack, just play. Silly puppy. He also doesn’t know how strong he is. At around 35 pounds, he can practically pull me over when he sees a dog or person he wants to go up to and I’m investigating getting a different leash so he will learn that he can’t enter into a full sprint when on the leash.
Can you tell that I could talk forever about this puppy? I could go on and on about all the cute things (and naughty things – i.e.: eating underwear) he does but this post is already long enough an any non-dog people are probably rolling their eyes (sorry!). I seriously don’t know what will happen to me when I have children someday because I am so attached and obsessed with Blue. There’s this book Sally and I read when we were little called Love You Forever about this mama who always rocked her little boy from the time he was a baby till he was a grown man (creepy, but tender?) saying, “I’ll love you forever, I’ll like you for always, as long as I’m living my baby you’ll be.” I feel like I’ll be like that—holding my baby in my lap even when he is 80 pounds (or more).
Images taken by MBM for A Piece of Toast