Sota pup (as we sometimes call her), is doing really well. We estimate she is 12-13 #'s. Our vet appt is this Saturday, so we'll confirm her weight. Both Maria and Francesca have become more comfortable around her (if you recall, Maria was bit last month by a lap dog, and she is working out that fear). Sota has learned already how to sit. Dan is working on stay and down, but those take longer to do. We will be enrolling her in a puppy class--just need to find the right one. She has been an absolute angel for crate training. As with probably every girl dog, she is reluctant to potty on the leash, but she finally agrees. I'm used to boy dogs, that make sport of peeing everywhere. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised that being female, she views her potty breaks as a necessity and not a sport (imagine that!). Therefore, it hasn't registered that she can do this first thing on her walks--I'm confident she'll get there.
She now walks, for the most part, like she has a halo and angel wings when we're out on a leash. She is learning what excitement follows the jingle of the leash, the rattle of her collar, and the crinkle of plastic bags. All kinds of interesting sights and sounds follow! Last Saturday, I took her to the park near our house with the girls so the family could go sliding. She had a ball running after all the sleds and children on the hill. It certainly wore her out. Anyway, photos included...enjoy!
Ciao, Rita
Marie and new furr butt sister
Who's holding who?
And then there were 5