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I’m dogsitting my Granddog HUGO today - and every day this week!

He’s been chewing on a ham bone that is as big as him! He wore himself out and now is sleeping on Great Grandpa’s lap - and the TV is watching over them both.

Hugo’s only 11 weeks old and is the BEST dog in the world - he goes outside to do his business, he comes back in the door and sits on the mat, awaiting the first half of his treat. He holds his right paw up to shake for the second half.

He’s such a pleasure and wonderful company to have in the house.

Do you have a dog?

Hugo the Explorer is learning about life very quickly. He knows to go to the door and when I open it, he runs to the little step Grandpa put up for him and he goes right down it to the gravel in the courtyard and squats. I think he knows all he has to do is squat and look like he’s doing his business then run back inside, sit on the mat, look cute and he’ll get a treat. He’s had a few little accidents but sure tries to please us. He’s such a SMART poopy dog!

P.S. Hugo, please forgive me for dropping you out of your blanket last night and for letting you play so hard you fell off the bed. Bad Grandma.

Poopy-dogs rule the world…..well, at least Hugo rules my world right now - he is sleeping on my lap and oh, so adorable!

When he’s awake, he runs marathons around the house, pees where he shouldn’t and tries to chew everything - fingers included. AND those little poopy-dog teeth are SHARP.

He is sure bright though - he knows if he goes outside, squats on the grass and pees (or pretends to pee), he gets a treat. He knows he gets another treat for coming right back in the door. He chases and fetches, he eats like a, well a growing dog. He’s feeling very “at home” in his new home.

Crystal and Jim have a cat “tunnel” for him. It’s very light weight and has 2 holes on one side. Hugo tries to carry his pet dinosaur into the tunnel through a hole, but the dinosaur is bigger than he is and bigger than the hole, so has to go through sideways. He has trouble getting it in but keeps trying until he and the dinosaur are in this safe little dark haven, then he chews and chews.

I could watch him for hours!

Little Hugo has a prescription of worm pills now that he’s 8 weeks old. Apparently all dogs are born with worms - or they get them - or some such thing….I am not a dog person, so I really don’t know a lot about them…..BUT, I’ve had cats and I’ve had children. It’s always a fight to get a pill down the throat of human or animal babies, but with perseverance and knowing it’s the right thing to do to make them better, you just do it. Right?

I went to the vet yesterday with Crystal and Hugo and watched how to make the puppy swallow the pill. Just have someone hold him, facing the correct way, use your right hand to open his mouth, put your index finger and thumb head between his teeth to hold the mouth open and drop the pill into the back of his throat. Close his mouth, holding his chin up, blow gently at his nose and he swallows that big old nasty pill. Give him a treat and do the next one. Piece of cake.

No problem - I did it right there in the vets office and I knew I could do it at home. For some reason, Crystal just can’t do it. I think she’s just being the over-protective Mommy, not wanting her poopy-dog to suffer or cry, so I offered. It’s a nuisance driving to the vet every day and the staff there will soon get tired of being the good samaritans.

The first pill went down his throat with no problem. The second one almost went but his little tongue pushed it aside as Crystal was pushing my hand aside, saying not to hurt him, so he spat it out, whimpering for his Mommy. Again, and again. Crystal was almost in tears, I was frustrated and, sure enough, the dog beat us both. Finally, I let the two of them win.

No pills for Hugo. Hugo the nearly 8 week old Boston Terrier is stronger willed and more determined than I….. darn he’s cute - wormy, but cute.