Maine Millers

I’m not sure if this is Scout’s passage into official “dogdom” or not.  We were walking through the woods next to the house today and he was checking everything out like usual.  The neighbor’s black lab, Potter, uses these woods as well and Scout must have thought the smell was right for marking so here he goes…lifts up that rear left leg…starts to pee…and tips right over…I  wish I had a video camera at that moment.  The look on his face was priceless as he was laying on the ground.  He hopped up walked a few steps and squatted like he always has done.  We’ll see what tomorrow brings…

How many times do you tell the kids that they need to pick up the toys in the basement?  I guess one more since Max Steele is going to need to have his left food amputated and will be come the new six million dollar man if I ever finish that correspondence course on micro robotics.

Scout also likes to play caveman and drag Barbie around by the hair. There must be something about the taste of polyester hair that is appealing to a six month old dog? Go figure. I think it is the thrill of the hunt no matter where I put the Barbie she is found and carried around by the hair.

Scout just loved the pile of leaves that Zach and Emma raked up on Saturday. He just had a great time jumping in and out of the pile and the kids loved to bury him under the pile.

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It was beautiful yesterday so I had Scout outside and we were playing frisbee for a while. I went inside and came back about 10 minutes later and this is what I found. This is not the first time he has dug in the back yard. In fact it’s not the first time he has dug in that exact spot. I had just filled it in last week before going out of town so that when Michele’s mother stayed at the house with the kids, dogs, and birds she wouldn’t have a chance of stepping in the hole and getting hurt. I guess once some boundaries were set she and Scout got along pretty well, of course he did get her muffin one morning and spent a bit of time in his kennel. She has a long hair dachshund and Scout is one of the biggest dogs she has spent time with in a long time. A puppy with energy and brains did seem to get the better of her at times.

After digging his hole he spent some time in jail on the deck, none to happy I might add.

Will he be rehabilitated?

Will anyone bail him out?

Will he learn to sing the blues?

Stay tuned…

Scout can finally go down the outside stairs!  Woo Hoo!  He was starting to really struggle when being carried down and when putting him 3 or 4 steps from the bottom he would just jump off and not actually walk down the steps.  Yesterday when I got home from work he went right down them, although it was very slow.  He takes very tentative steps but will go down even in the dark at night.  This is a huge milestone for him.  Next weekend Michele and I are going away and Nancy is staying with the kids, Scout and the birds and now she will not have to carry him down the stairs!  I knew he could do it, it was a matter of when he was ready to do it.