That Dog!

Try as I may, I have yet to fall in love with our little mongrel - I mean dog. At 15 weeks old, this little Boston terrier continues to wreak havoc on the Peterson household; however, I must admit, at times, I can tell that he's calming down a bit! He has random moments of hyperactivity, thinks everything is his, and chews on anything within reach - children, adults, toys, shoes, socks, etc. I'm pretty sure he would chew on one of our cats if they let him get close enough.

At times, he amuses me almost to the point that I like him (see video); however, at other times (like when he's biting me or one of the children), I remember why he hasn't exactly won my heart.

He's a puppy, I know. Puppies bite! It's just I haven't had a lot of experience with dogs; I have always been around cats, so life with a dog is a major adjustment.

Lucky for him, he's cute! Those little ears flop over and he almost has me; then, he does something crazy (like chew up my shoes) and we are back to square one. At least I have a valid excuse for buying new shoes:)

The kids have learned that they are only safe from Petey when they lock him out of the playhouse or they are on top of the climber. Though Petey puts forth a valiant effort, he has yet to master going up the slide.