Drax, is very much like his human Daddy, in that he doesn’t bother to think things through before doing them. Yesterday evening he decided his dinner time was at 6.30pm, when in fact it’s at 8pm.
When Bear takes him out in the evening, he happily makes it to the front step before deciding he’d rather not and tries to wriggle out of going outside.
When I’m not entertaining the dog and trying to keep him from eating shit that could seriously damage his health, I’m cooking meals I barely have time to eat, sleeping like crap and missing out on a lot of the basic affection I used to get pre-puppy.
If a puppy could get cabin fever, I’d say he has it. Two weeks stuck indoors with only a patio area to explore and the same two humans to look at day in and day out… boring.!!