Hi all, I’m now six months old and Mum says I’m very cheeky. I mean, just because I chase the cats and dig holes and steal things from the kitchen bench... what’s wrong with that?! Anyway, my mum and dad think that I might not make it as a therapy dog. I’ve had a lot of issues with one of my legs and I limp a lot. I’m off to see a specialist soon and Mum and Dad are building me a pool for something called hydrotherapy. That sounds ok, I guess. Mum says that, actually, they were right about me being a ‘therapy dog’; it’s just that they thought I’d be giving the therapy when it turns out I’ll be receiving it 😁 They say they’ll love me forever no matter what 💕 #dogsofinstagram#goldensofinstagram#goldenretriever#puppies#therapydog#training#lovemydog
This weekend I graduated from puppy preschool. My family is very proud of me. I got roast lamb and potatoes for dinner!
“Where’s my puppacino?!”
Mum took me to Nambour today for some out and about time. For some reason I was scared of lots of things today: tunnels, flags, prams, motorbikes, shops 🤔🤷♀️? Mum wasn’t sure why. But I did climb the play equipment in Quota Park and practised sit, drop, crawl, roll over, stay and heel. Then we went to Husk and Honey cafe for a smoothie and I got to practise ‘mat time’ while loads if people came to pat me. That part was nice.
This morning at puppy preschool, I learned to roll over. Mum thought I was very clever.
I’ve been discovering my paws and tail lately. Yesterday I fell asleep in Mum’s lap with my paw in my mouth.
Because I inhale my food instead of eating it... Mum’s making me eat out of a muffin tray.
Coldest morning this winter and Mum has to take me to puppy preschool on a frosty oval. She’s not happy but I won’t even notice with all my lovely polar fleece.
Today Mum took me for a walk to wear me out then let me meet the chickens face to face. I thought they smelled amazing! But were a bit scary. (P.S. Mum doesn’t think that will last.)