The hardest part
Toby’s really settled now, and I have no concerns about dirty floors and dog toys and twigs and leaves just about everywhere… It’s only three days until he can venture outside for the first time - I guess I’m much more excited about it than he is as I actually know it’s coming. I’m not entirely sure why but I thought that since Toby quite happily follows me everywhere he would happily do so on a lead… Not so, he really doesn’t like it at all. So back to my friends and my books I go. I gently coax him with food and his toys but he’s seriously reluctant to move if I have the lead attached. I’ve made a little progress - I’ve got him to move by scattering food everywhere around him. And today I’ve managed to get him moving freely in the garden by kicking around one of his favourite toys - the good old fanta bottle - and encouraging him to chase it. Shortly after I was actually walking around the garden with him on the lead but it was him doing the leading. Although this isn’t ideal it’s a million miles better than him sitting/lying on the floor steadfastly refusing to move. I feel I have a deadline of Saturday to achieve this and really want to be able to take him on his first walk - I cannot wait.
Toilet training going well - he actually waited for me (while I was upstairs) before he went out for number 2’s - and he made a noise last night to be let out (door was closed, fed up of house full of crane flies).
On a separate note - he’s growing up - the hair on the scruff of his neck is definitely getting more wiry - and he’s humping his cushion - lovely! He’s also getting heavier, quite noticeably, when I pick him up it’s starting to be a little bit of a struggle. Bad news is that he can just about reach the coffee table - I wonder which remote’s going to be first…
He also prefers eating his food from the floor than from his bowl… not sure why - will investigate.