Week 2 with Toby the beagle pup.
He is growing so fast! Already the purple fleece he wears at night to keep warm is a little too snug, and taking it off a wriggling squirming bundle is an art form. The collar has been let out a notch too. He loves his grub, and is still being fed 3 times a day. We’ve switched Minnie’s feeding times to match, and keep an eye on them as they are eating to watch out for growling or food guarding.
The play fighting continues: sometimes it’s what I call the War of Jenkins Ear, other times it can be over a toy. One of Toby’s faves is a squeaky Peppa Pig, which technically Minnie won as a prize about a year ago. Now, she’s never really shown any interest in toys…..except when someone else wants them. The fighting takes place under the kitchen table, or under my desk, and I hope everyones’ ears survive this phase intact. Even mine, for the sharp beagle “play with me!” bark is VERY shrill.
We paid a vist to the dog-tor, to have a health check, get microchipped, and see when the next injections are due. I didn’t realise that different vets use different brands, and of course the first set he’d been given were not used by our local people. So we’ve had to start again. Microchipping is essential, but it is quite a nasty jag for the dog. And he got a worming tablet. This has to be done monthly until they are 6 months old.
Now, you know you’ve got a seriously cute dog when even the vet’s receptionist rushes round from behind her desk to take a photo, and put it on their Facebook page immediately!
He wasn’t too impressed with being in the back of my car, which has a proper dog guard, or being on a lead, but it’s important to get him used to different situations and experiences at a young age.
Toilet training is going very well, and he has a special pooping place in the garden. I remarked that he was top of the pooping league, and my husband offered “Top of the Plops”
It’s been Star Wars day – May the 4th be with you. This year it fell on a parkrun day, so needless to say I’ve been planning costumes for me and Minnie for months. She was originally to have been Chew-barker, but after a trip to the groomers she’s currently resembling a shorn lamb, and so Bark Vadar it was. Toby is too young to participate just yet, but I did enjoy recreating the opening scenes, with “help me Toby-wan-kenobi, you’re my only hope”. My son appreciated this joke! (Hi Harry *waves*, your puppy snuggles await!).
Dancing At Lunacy 
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