Learning to walk

Stylin' in my new puppia harness.


Learning how to walk down steps. (Warning: Crazy, high-pitched words from the humans.)


On the way home from Coolidge Corner. Look, I am so cute, I don't understand why not everyone stops and worships at my feet. When they don't, I turn back and stare at them in disbelief.

I am king of the squeaker bone.

More naptime cuteness

This is for our dear little feline friend Hershey. I'll see your kitty tongue and raise you a puppy tongue.


The baby blanket with bear seems frivolous but it has been a lifesaver, I tell you. He keeps himself entertained in his crate by chewing the bear for hours on end.

The humans having a little naptime fun.

More pictures

...at the request of Grandpa Chu.

I can

snuggle

anywhere!!

2:29 p.m.


2:36 p.m.


3:05 p.m.


3:08 p.m. zombie dog


Naptime: dog on the couch, human on the floor...

Us: More toys = burn energy = sleepy puppy = full night of sleep for the humans.

Boston: Strawberry! Ball! Towel! Red space ship! Camera strap! Too many toys...which one to play with??

This video is kind of dark, but the little head tilt at the end. Very characteristics of Boston Terriers. Too bad he's not always as sweet, tame, and clean as this.

first day home

Car ride home early this morning. Bos and I took a wrong turn and took the scenic route through Providence, but he was pretty well behaved with the exception of trying to drink from my dunkin' donuts coffee; chewing a corner off DJ's cup holder; and seriously protesting when I tried to zip up the little window so he wouldn't come out.


Tired out after many unsuccesful attempts to escape his fashionable doggie purse.


Snuggling and bonding with me in the morning. This is right before the two of us fell asleep and took a 2 hour nap!


DJ pretend sleeping with the new puppy because he doesn't want to be left out on the cute puppy pictures.


This 2-month old puppy is adorable, needy, and stinky. I left for 30 minutes to pick up DJ from the hospital and he was so lonely, he poo'd and pee'd all over his living area. Most of the rest of the day if I put him in his pen, he would cry heart-wrenching baby pouts that slowly graduated into full-fledge yelping/howling. However we are trying not to coddle him when he cries and I think it's working, since he's going into his crate voluntarily now.

This evening, after me giving him too much food because I felt bad that he ate his bowl clean so quickly, he gifted us with about 4 of the stinkiest farts I've smelled in a long while. (And I'll let you imagine the kinds that can come from DJ.) But I'm worried I may have given him constipation since he hasn't pooped since dinner and has been drinking a LOT of water. Luckily he goes to the vet tomorrow.

More to come...

Seven weeks old

I didn't get to go visit this week, but the self-appointed "alpha male leader of the pack" (à la Dog Whisperer on Nat'l Geo Channel) did, and he brought our good friend C.

Don't let this picture fool you - this little dog already has DJ in his paws. This dog has more toys than human newborns have. More about that later.


Uncle C (or maybe godfather - he's praying about it) trying to crack a smile.


Demonstrating his already-developed biting and chewing skills...


and making Uncle C giggle hysterically. I can't decide who's funnier, the dog or C:


He comes home in five days. Needless to say, we can't wait!