I’m writing all sorts of things, including half-finished blog posts. And until some of those move closer to done, or until my life hits a lull (ha!), here’s some more information about The Dog.
Remember The Dog? He’s all cute and sweet and we’re working really hard on training, still (and always will). He’s getting much better at the speed of his response to a command and the length of time he’s willing to follow a command–especially stay. There are still a few major hurdles, most noticeably “come.”
The biggest change, though? He now leans.
Yes, leans. You read that correctly. He leans into me to be petted. He never used to do that. If you remember, or if you went back and read the letter, you’ll remember that I allege neglect on behalf of his first owners. He came to me loving people, dogs, children, everybody and not knowing what to do about it. He’s starting to learn. He leans into me to be petted instead of sitting an arm’s length away. He sits on the couch with me, with his head on my lap. Sometimes he attempts a 90 lbs impersonation of a lap dog. At night he curls up, not just on the bed, but next to me.
He’s learned affection. I almost don’t care if he learns come.