But he finally learned how to smile for photos and stop looking sad!
Also, where'd his ears go?
No new photos from anyone else, but I did take a couple of the kids here:
Rippa shows off one of her tricks/quirks - she likes to get up on Yishai and ride him while he does pushups.
Daca and Fury - twinsies.
Couch tussel - Rippa's looking pretty awkward these days.
Eatin' the front yard grass.
Approving the new patio furniture.
Dog couch - which is actually the nicest couch I have. The woman sold it to me for $100 because she was having a baby and "we only allow microfiber in this house for babies." Okaaaay.
Have I told you lately how squishably adorable I am?
So Daca's coming right along. She is much calmer than when she got here. She's no longer freaking out about strangers. Yishai and I spend a lot of time evaluating our approach to her. She is so cute, and so nice, and damn amazing in every way that it's heart breaking to see her react the way she does when she's intimidated. But progress is happening. In a little over a week here, she's a much better dog and we're finding our rhythm. Yishai's currently got her on errands and I have Rippa at home. SHe's wandering around our climbing gym and looking at people and totally cool with it. So, yay. Perhaps she can be brought back to be a good wittle dog.
After all, dogs like Daca are why I bred Fury. I didn't do it to keep a dog for myself, I did it to propagate talent, drive, biddability, loyalty, beauty, and most of all - intelligence. She's all these things and more. She's going to be someone's amazing heart dog that can do anything that person wants her to do and do it well. They just have to accept that she needs her space and doesn't necessarily need to be touched/held/whatever by everyone who wants to do it. I was watching Rippa at a meeting Yishai had at his house. She's very tractable, tolerates all kinds of shenanigans, but she also is allowed to do what she wants - if she's not feeling it, she leaves. I think that's all Daca needs to learn how to do.