Overall, the last couple of years have been horrible … some of the worst I can remember. So I’m blowing a raspberry at 2012 and movin’ on. I’m looking forward to new and better things; it’s time the winds of change bring something good this way.
This picture was taken when Gus was just a hair over three months old. He’s six months old now, and starting to fill out and mature into the handsome boy he’ll become. His personality is engaging and when paired with his winsome smile and good looks, it’s the icing on this little pupcake. Gus is smart, tenacious, witty and forgiving. Unfortunately his housemates are not always that thrilled to have this happy, zoomy bundle of fun around and to his credit, when they slip into to their police act Gus goes along with their nonsense. Yes, you’re big and mean and tough … wanna play tug? Wanna chase me? Wanna look for deer poop together? It would take a lot to crush this sweet little boy’s joyful soul. I adore his happy energy and loving temperament; it’s a welcome change from the stern, serious working dogs I’ve had the last fifteen years. Not that Gus is any slouch. He’s not. But he’s a master at letting things go and easily flips from the tenacious hunter into the wiggly snuggler in the blink of an eye.
I couldn’t have picked a worse time to get a puppy. Going against my better judgement, I got Gus knowing full well that I had a long weekend away planned less than a month later. Fortunately, my sister-in-law was kind enough to volunteer to puppy-sit and I was able to get away without having to worry about boarding a very young, somewhat timid little boy. We survived that hurdle, but the weekend after we returned home my older sister was in a terrible motorcycle accident. And during all this I was still struggling to get by with badly impaired vision and upcoming (additional) corrective eye surgery.
We soldiered on. I somehow managed to get Gus to a local puppy kindergarten class. Unable to drive very far or drive after dusk, this class was scheduled for early evening and conveniently close by. I took Gus out for several meet-and-greet visits where we’d sit outside the town library or post office and strangers would pet my puppy and offer him a tasty treat. Slowly, Gus outgrew his timidity of unfamiliar places and people and learned to enjoy riding quietly in the car.
The best thing about Gus is that he’s not a particularly stern or serious dog unless he’s hunting. It’s only then that you can see an intensity and demeanor transformation that’s true to his breed. The second best thing about Gus (and it runs a close second!) is that he’s QUIET. So far Gus isn’t prone to barking or making excessive noise, which, after living with a dog who loves the sound of his own voice, is a godsend! I look forward to watching this young boy grow and mature into a young adult. We still have the terrible “tweens” to navigate, but I’m thinking this little guy will come through that unscathed. Time will tell!
For a puppy, time passes so fast. It seems like one day they’re a squirming bundle of wiggling, pooping energy, then before you know it they’ve grown up.
Gus is getting more mature every day. He’s taller, sleeker, faster and he’s losing his clueless puppy-like curiosity of the world around him. He’s starting to become more and more confident and interested in who peed where and he’s just as likely to try to have sex with his favorite teddy bear as play with him. (Or her?) Still, he’s a sucker for his peeps and he wants oh so much to please. Which is good! Overall, Gus is a happy, energetic loving boy who is willing to put up with a lot of crap from his fellow canine housemates. It seems like no matter how intense his buddies get, Gus just rolls with the punches. And besides, he’s rapidly getting faster than they ever hoped to be, so escape is not much of an issue.
Gus loves training. I only feed him one small meal a day from his bowl and the rest of his food is used for training sessions. Consequently, Gus can’t wait to train! He’s a pretty quick study … not quite as quick as the ACDs, but he runs a close second. His potty training was a tad behind the curve, but for the most part I think he’s on the uptick there. Gus has never once awoken us during the night or even so much as made a single peep, and he’ll easily sleep in until 7 AM or so. Given that I have two adult ACDs who can barely sleep past the crack of dawn, this laid-back attitude is a welcome change. And Gus most certainly has an “Off” switch. He’s active certain times of the day, then he’s content to lay at our feet and snooze or chew on a chew toy.
I think the best thing about Gus is that he’s QUIET. He doesn’t live to hear the sound of his own voice and he seldom barks in alarm or excitement. His morning Snoopy grunts of contentment are endearing and easy on the ears, which is a welcome change from the two ACDs, who bark at every little thing. As much as I’m not a big fan of puppies, Gus has been a delight to raise and I can only hope that as he continues to mature he remains the sweet, winsome gentleman he is now.
It makes me laugh when one of Gus’s ears gets turned inside out. I don’t think he cares a whit and often goes tearing around with both ears flipped back. He’s such a silly puppy; full of curiosity and zip! And quite toy-deprived too, don’t you think? 😉
…. button? Today’s photo “assignment” was to shoot two little 6-month old Havanese pups. They were very cute, but they were also very challenging to shoot. Lots and lots of quick movement and it was very hard to tell which end of the dog was what! The lighting was anything but helpful and being unable to see their eyes made it more difficult to focus. Oh well. I did the best I could. I did get some nice shots, but it wasn’t an easy task to say the least! I wouldn’t mind going back again when they’re a little older. Perhaps they’d be a bit more settled down and cooperative? Six months is pretty young and they were double trouble!
12:07 PM. EST.
Canon EOS 7D
ISO 100, 85mm, 1/125, f/2.0
Lens: EF 85mm f/1.8 USM
Not my child or puppy, but I love this picture! This is a friend’s son and the last of a litter of pups they raised this summer. “Isabel” (“Izzy” for short) now lives with my farm vet. She’s adorable and I get to see her every now and then when I stop by for this or that. I took this picture on the spur of the moment when they stopped by as they were walking home after a little hike in the woods. It was the pup’s last day before going to her new home. All the red/orange in the picture was funny, but totally unscripted!