My little puppy is growing up. Not really. He is still a puppy, and with the wheaten disposition, I do not see that changing anytime soon. We got him a can of wet food for his birthday and put a candle in it. He knew something was up as soon as the can opened. He walked around in circles with his nose in the air. Before Reggie eats he must sit, lie down and then wait. He has been doing this since he was just a pup. The books said repetition was the best way to ingrain behavior, so he sits, lies down, and waits for my command twice a day. The unfortunate part is that he still gets confused with "Ok!" and sometimes continues to wait after I say it. I never said he was bright. If you look closely in this picture you can see that he is slightly raised off the ground, only his forearms and back legs are touching the ground. He was just a little excited. Later that day we came home from a walk and he went back to his empty bowl and continued to lick it. Even though he likes the wet food, I think the better birthday present was the awesome yard he received three days later filled with sticks with his name on them. He really likes to watch squirrels. His bed is by a patio door and he just sits there watching the squirrels chase each other.
Well, for those of you who were thinking I was coming back to Michigan soon, sorry to burst your bubble, but I will be here for awhile. Well, at least that is the plan. I am hoping to add some posts to this blog more often as we make some drastic changes to the house. I officially closed on Monday, although I paid for the house and signed papers on Friday. The closing process has been very long. I think close to a month. First the appraiser made several errors on his appraisal and they had to be adjusted before we could sign. Second, the seller (the bank) would not sign the paperwork because in February the county sent a letter to them letting them know that the address of the house would change sometime in the next year to adjust for 911 standards and the bank just changed the address without waiting for the notification. As a result, they would not sign paperwork on a house at 1419 Spruce because they thought they owned 1611 Spruce. In the midst of all this I have my not so normal work schedule, working in middle of nowhere Montana so that I could not just come in to sign during my lunch hour, and I traveled to Chicago, and the plane ride led to a perforated eardrum. It has been a long couple of weeks. The good part is. The house is mine. And Reggie LOVES his yard. Every time we go over there he bolts for the gate that leads into the backyard. And I think Evan loves his list of projects. The first one being knocking out a wall and framing it for french doors to open up the living room. He did this yesterday while I was at work. I decided not to watch. He has taken many "before" pictures I hope to post soon.
