It has been over a week since Samson joined our family. This week has felt like a thousand years. To start, he makes us get up at like 7:00 a.m (or sometimes earlier) and when I get home at midnight, he is ready to play, so I usually get to bed around 2:00. And then back up at 7:00.
Also, there have been a few times where he has peed in the house. Okay, not just peed, he has also pooped. In fact, the other night, I came home after an exhausting day of work and I was just about to get his leash when he pooped on the rug, I did not see it and ended up stepping in it. I was not a happy camper.
Speaking of the bathroom thing, I am actually a little better than Lindsey at noticing when he needs to go. She asks him fifteen times if he needs to go outside (like he is going to say “yeah!”), but I watch him and as soon as I see him start sniffing around, I grab him. There have also been a few times where he has started to squat, but I have grabbed him and ran outside before he could go on the floor.
He has also started biting things. Everyone says you need to establish NO. Easier said than done. I say no in a very loud, firm voice and he looks at me like I am an idiot and then keeps biting my arm. He also loves to chew things in the house that he should not chew. You give him a toy and he chews on it for twenty seconds then decides to move back to the couch cushions.
I know what you are thinking, “geez Josh, what did you expect, he is just a puppy!” And these are not complaints, these are the joys of owning a puppy. You might think me sarcastic, but I am not. Because for all of those seemingly negative things, there are positives.
Watching him learn to climb the stairs was pretty cool. Unfortunately, once he was up at the top, he would not come back down. He was deathly afraid. And then he finally was able to do it. He slowly went down a step at a time. Sometimes he would just stop on the step and lie down. But after awhile, he finally figured it out and all day has been running up and down the steps.
Today was also his first haircut (and yes, I know everyone is worried about him getting a haircut and losing his strength). He looked so cute when Lindsey brought him home! I mean, not cute, totally handsome. Also, today was one of his first moments playing with a group of dogs.
Lindsey said she had taken him out the one day and he met another dog and was a little shy at first. Then once she started petting the dog, Samson came over and began playing. Well I was walking him and he met four other dogs. I was impressed with how he behaved around them. In fact, he was hyper and jumping around them. The one dog was pretty big, but Samson was not afraid (nor was I).
It is officially past midnight, which means that Samson made it the entire day without going pooping or peeing inside the house. That is something worth celebrating! He is definitely getting a treat.
The first few nights we had him, he would not really play too much. He was a little shell-shocked about the change. Now though, he runs around the house like a crazy dog and since we have hardwood floors, he ends up sliding all over the place. He also will chase a tennis ball and almost bring it back to me.
But my favorite thing is when I am sitting here, either writing or watching television, and Samson jumps up on the couch and snuggles up to me. It is such a great feeling and it makes my heart melt every time.