So, I'm going through a little separation anxiety.
We took Oliver to the vet for his final booster shots. These will allow him to be able to take obediance training and go to dog parks. While there, the vet had a look at his one cracked tooth (a baby canine) and was worried that it could get infected and damage the adult canine. So, he stayed over night and is getting 1) a tooth removed, 2) neutered and 3) microchipped. We weren't expecting to leave him and the vet is the other end of the city, so we went to a nearby Pet store and bought him dinner and a thrift store for a bowl. When we told the clerk what we were doing, she gave us a huge bag of various treats for him. We took him to a park and walked, ate and brought him back to the vet's.
On our way home and over dinner, we frantically made a list of every minor house project we need to do and can finish before he comes back. I re-sealed the bathroom floor tiles last night and Rachel will be weatherstripping our sunroom this afternoon. We'll likely weatherstrip one of our doors too. But I suppose all these projects are to avoid missing Oliver. Last night I woke up three times to take him outside to pee.
Also, it turns out that Oliver (who is now 22 lbs!) is actually YOUNGER than we thought. We believed he was coming up on five months, but he hasn't lost his insiscors, which happens like clockwork at 4 months. SO, the adult weight of 25-30 lbs is out the window. We have no idea how big he'll get (though the vet doubted over 100 lbs).
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Dude, you are so hooked on your puppy! So if the latest opinion is "probably less than 100 lbs," what is the next revised estimate going to be? Oliver looks like a lovely dog, and it may be that there will be a whole lot of him to love! Big dogs rock.
I agree: I am hooked on my puupy. I love bigger dogs (though there's a Bull Mastiff in our neighbourhood who's just too big). The problem is our small, small bungalow. The vet thinks he has some Chesapeake Bay Retriever (because of a distinctive kinky in his fur) and they grow to 50-60 lbs. I'm cool with that.
Actually, we thought Oliver'd be held for another night, but Rachel's picking him up as I type this. He should be home soon.
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