This will be another post about dogs. Sorry for those non-dog lovers who are so bored with this topic. It is all I have got. It’s my life these days. Almost every waking hour is spent doing something with dogs. Most of the time we still have to have the two dogs separated. The puppy is terribly rough on the gentle older dog. I’m forever shutting one door before the little one escapes. Separate feedings, separate walks, one dog is always left out and whimpering behind a barricade somewhere.

Libby is now in her thirteenth week. Since I last wrote she has graduated from a four session puppy training course and now knows how to sit, lie down, come and sort of retrieve. I will be honest. All of these tricks are achieved through the use of treats, but you have to start somehow.

For fun Libby enjoys wrestling with a large plastic jug tied by a rope from a tree. We have also been going to the beach daily. It is deserted this time of the year and ours to enjoy. The weather has certainly been cooperating.

Libby has learned our routine and is not quite so frantic in the morning. She now stays quiet until 6:30 a.m. I can live with that but would prefer another hour of sleep. She is great in the car and I try to take her out daily so that she will get comfortable with traveling.

Duck season is upon us and we live with the sound of guns firing from pre-dawn to dusk.  I’m hopeful that our older dog does not pass along her fear of guns.

Our trainer brought over some PVP tubes and these have been set up on the lawn as a sort of agility course for Libby. We toss her a ball and she hurdles over the bars and on a good day retrieves the ball.   Libby is brilliant!  I will leave you with photo  evidence.

She is destined for greatness.