so today i'll take him to the park and let him loose in the dog area to run around. that was the most energy i've seen him expend since i met him. maybe doc will go to the park with us. either way, i'm going. i've been waiting for a dog to use to go out and see the world, now i have the dog . . . time to go out and see the world.
there's a pub crawl in July for the animal foundation that i'm thinking of taking him on. i have to get more details about it, like what time it's taking place and which bars and such.
now Chewy is passed out on the floor. he's had his run and his breakfast and it's nap time. little does he know he'll have to wake up and play with doc in a few minutes.
doc was worried that i would want a dog that wasn't a good fit for the house. i think we got extremely lucky. the size and age were right, but we couldn't know until we got home what a good dog he is.
doc asked if we were done adopting animals now . . . i told him Chewy didn't really count as a dog because he was so small. doc laughed uneasily, the way he does when he doesn't know if i'm kidding and doesn't think it's worth it to find out.
aside from vader, the cats still don't seem to notice the dog. he's small enough he just blends. if only he didn't smell different than them.