Saturday, December 31, 2011

Thurmon's 2012 New Year's Resolutions

In 2012 I resolve to:

1. come when called
2. cut back on my sweater consumption
3. shed all my fur outside, not inside
4. figure out why my humans make me do silly things, like bringing them balls that they just throw away again

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Dec 22, 2011: Vacation

Thurmon is off on vacation, going home to his breeder's for the holidays. We hope he'll have a good time, and although we want him to miss us a little, he'll have other dog family and friends to keep him busy. We'll miss you Thurmon - see you before you know it!

Below: Thurmon peers in at us through the basement kitchen window - Mark says he's looking in at his "human aquarium".

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Dec 21, 2011: Super Snuggler

No more lamentations from Mark that Thurmon won't snuggle - in the last few weeks he's transformed into a dog who's happy to sleep on your lap for hours if you're willing to sit still for it. We couldn't be happier - now we don't have to turn the furnace on - just let Thurmon keep us warm!

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Dec 17, 2011: Thurmons Firsts

Thursday this week was Thurmon's first day at work. We had a four-hour window, what with the TTC restrictions on dog travel, and the travel time from home to work. I think I really only managed about two hours of work though - he was definitely a bit of a distraction. But there was only a minor dust-up with one dog when we arrived (a little territorialism going on), his interactions with the other dogs were fairly subdued (probably because I kept him on the leash) and he refrained from getting yippy and demanding, so there's hope for Thurmon to become a good workmate in the future.

Then last night was Thurmon's first party. Our friend Lima hosted an open house, and Thurmon wrangled himself an invitation. To get there we took Thurmon on his first street car ride. He would have loved to sniff in all the corners, steal the scarves and mittens, and gnaw on the genuine reindeer hide, but we kept him on his leash and distracted him with dropped crumbs (thanks Margot!) and a cosy spot on the kitchen carpet. Then he had a long walk and a subway ride home, meeting several very friendly people along the way. And finally to bed, an hour and a half later than usual - what a late-night adventure!

Addendum: Although we'd hoped his late night adventure would allow us to sleep in, it only gained us an extra 45 minutes. What does it take to tire this guy out?!