Anyway, Hank and Aster arrived on Sunday. Hank is lovely, although unfortunately he's still full of worms :( Oh well, to the vet to pick some dewormer up this afternoon. Hank LOVES Beckett, but he's a good medium-energy, is laid-back in the house, and is a nice mix of lovebug and independent Sheppard dude. He came to daycare yesterday and was unfazed by pretty much everything, although he was kind of confused why most of the lab dogs play like complete idiots. Sorry man, you're too well-socialized for most of these bozos!
Hank at TG
The only glitch in Hank is that he likes to mark, but at the same time, he's not one of those sneaky markers. He's one of those 'Think about it for 5 seconds, then lift' guys, so usually I can catch him. (Unlike Beckett who is a 'must pee on EVERYTHING' type marker). With some persistance I think I can break Hank of the habit -at least as far as daycare goes-. He hasn't tried to mark inside yet, but has looked like he's been thinking about it. Better not buddy, or you'll be seeing your foster mum come down like Thor's hammer.
Oh, and for complete bonus, Hank is crate-trained. I don't mind when they aren't, but for the first few days its really handy to have them be able to sleep in a crate at night so you know there won't be deposits in the morning. Or, in the case of Trunk, a re-arranged house -she was so sneaky! Especially with the young ones, as I wouldn't leave Hank home without being crate-trained. So, whoopee, that makes life especially easy. He quite likes it in there anyway, not as much as a single whimper of complaint. Just a long sigh and a thud as he hits the deck. ---Boy can he SNORE though!
My second foster is Aster (who I keep calling Astra). She is some sort of ChiX and was given up because she killed her pups :( Aster is only 8-9 months old! She hasn't had a lot of socializing (as is proving evident here), but has the sweetest temperment and doesn't have a mean bone in her. She just doesn't get it. Her form of trying to get Beckett to play (who she is nearly obsessed over by the way), is to hump his face until he tells her off. Then she gets the zoomies, runs around the house and looks confused as to why he won't come play with her. Then she does it again. And of course Beckett looks down-right confused about the whole thing and has taken to hiding out beside me on the couch to defend him against Aster raping his face.
Suhki (previously foster pup Dayo)-who is here for a few more days- is helping her out though. Its pretty darn funny to see a 4-5 month old pup nearly rolling his eyes and taking Aster under his wing to show her how to play properly. Its refreshingly cute and endearing. Suhki shows her something -like to chase a toy, or how to play-bow, or how to wrestle without any humping involved, and waits until she mimics him. If she doesn't, he shows her again, and again, and again if need be. When she gets something wrong, he stops, snarks her once, and then demonstrates proper etiquette again. Aster is trying to be a good student!
And of course, Hank and Beckett look on like two old souls who don't give a damn about helping her out! Hank is fine with her -he's great with everything, I think he might be good with cats too-, but he doesn't want anything to do with her, which is fine. If you can't get along, just ignore.
BTW: Aster has these gorgeous freckles on her face, and this very cute floppy ear, and such brown, adorable eyes you just smile whenever you see her. She's freaking adorable! I'm hoping she'll get a home with someone who will continue to give her more dog socialization. She REALLY wants to play with the other dogs, she's just not sure how to go about it. I have a feeling daycare -which she'll probably start near the end of the week, or next week- will help her out on that end.
Hopefully I'll amend this post with some pictures tonight!
PS: Anyone want to donate a camera :P
Best,
Emily
Okay, so I got the camera working -Whoopee! Had an interesting day trying to figure out dewormer, but I think we're a go. Roles have reversed slightly. With an hour an a half of exercise Hank is a huge indoor potato. After sleeping off the bus run, Aster is now a crazy, loveable spaz. She's picked up a nickname -ADHD-, because she's that kid in class that's just 'off', half in an annoying way, and half in a very endearing way. I'll let the pictures tell the story.
Aww... I don't want to be in trouble :(
Cuddle, I can do that!
My favorite activity: Getting Beckett to notice me.
Beckett is my FAVORITE. I LOVE Beckett!
The "Estacy" face.
Just a little obsessive?
Staying still for a minute to give me a good shot for her petfinder.
And back to her favorite activity. There's no stopping her.
Got him by the tail and hung on tight!
Time to get your spayed ADHD! Phoning the SPCA is on the agenda for tomorrow. But I think Beckett is in for another week or two of the humping queen.
Hank is smart and tells her off before she can even start sniffing him. No horniness for him!
Some Hank shots.
All in all, everybody is doing awesome. I'm glad to see Aster is playing more and more with good play skills. I don't think she'll ever get over her obsession with Beckett, but at least she can be distracted by other play partners -IE Suhki.
But Suhki has had almost enough of her too. Evident here:
Only a few more days of puppy. Sometimes I forgot he's not mine!
2 comments:
Beckett deserves a medal (or a treat) for putting up with nosy, humping visitors! Glad to hear they are settling in well.
It was amusing on the way back from cobble hill where we picked them up. Hank was tired of being in vans and decided the best way to occupy himself was to endlessly poke Beckett. Beckett would tell him off, and then Hank would continue. It was becoming a rather loud game by the time we got back to Langford.
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