The pups have been on a couple of runs following the 4-wheeler lately, they are still a little unsure of it and walk right in front of it while it's moving, much like their momma does. It's a great trait she's passing down(/sarcasm). But I won't complain too much, most other things (other than the HOWLER SCREECHING) are good habits that I am glad she's passing on!
Here she is with 3 of the crew (more on where #4 was later...)
A run with these guys to the river takes about an hour, whereas the other crew, it's about 20 mins max! Anything with puppies is extremely slow right now... they have to stop to play along the way 50x and then there is the stopping & sitting for no apparent reason thing.
This is them leaping in front of me!
Finally, PB is up ahead so the little rugrats go to chase her.
And the playing withe new blades of grass distraction
|"Oooh weeee! We've never seen this patch of grass before!!!"|
Then as we headed to the river, Louis - who is the most adventurous of the pack so far, followed the 3 big dogs ahead of me. I was a bit worried about their first river trip so I wanted to be there when they got to it. He beat me, was gone a few seconds and by the time I got there he was out and soaking wet. Puppy swim #1!
Louis learned his lesson quickly and stayed out of the river, but Maggie and Howler were up next. They've never met water that was deeper than them, so Maggie just stepped right in and SPLOOSH! Under she went. She didn't go far and clambered to get out of the water ASAP. She didn't mess around.
Then Howler had his turn, you'd think they'd learn from watching, but no. Got this dip on camera! Here they are walking up to the rivers edge.
Maggie, you can see is already wet, just had her dunk. Howler is in front of her checking it out. It was HOT today so the water was a welcome sight.
|Ooh, water, yay!|
Before I knew it the current sucked him wayyy out almost into the middle of the river and he was motoring downstream at a surprisingly fast speed! Got this pic then realized I might have to run along the bank to keep up with him. His little legs really started going and I was amazed at how freakin fast he turned around and shot back to the bank. He only really went about 6ft down river, but he was NOT going much further. And of course, he tried to get out in the bushiest, steepest spot, so I managed to grab the scruff of his neck and yank him out.
It was pretty funny and I praised them afterwards for being "such good little swimmers!" They shook it off and we ran/waddled/walked/sat/played all the way back home. What an adventure!
Here's what's up with little Fossey. It only took them about 11 weeks to injure one of the pack! She is on lockdown as she injured her leg somehow. I came home to her limping and not bearing ANY weight on it. After a couple days of implementing Operation: Fossey Lockdown, she is much better. But still no playing allowed and that makes for a pretty cranky puppy.
But she IS getting lots of one-on-one time with me, and she's been so good inside. She's been cuddly and adorable too.
Us leaving on a walk without her, poor little thing!
And here she is at night, passed out on the dog pillow. She missed the swim fiasco today, but I'm sure she'll be back with the pack soon!