Dog Day Afternoon

Henry is nothing like our previous canine friend, Sparky. Sparky was quiet and sweet. Henry is the opposite. He's LOUD! He's AGGRESSIVE! He's always into something.

I love him, but he's a handful. Sparky used to follow me around all day and sleep by my chair when I finally sat down. Henry FOLLOWS me around ALL DAY, yippin' and chewing on my chair even before I sit down. Luckily, when I need a break from him, he's happy to amuse himself in the yard.

First, he runs out into the grass and wriggles around in it:



Then- after inspecting the trees for squirrels- he runs to the back fence to see if the neighbor's dog is out:



After spending a good hour barking at anything that moves (and occasionally things that don't-like a lawn chair), he will sit by the back door until I let him in.

It's a lot of work being a nine-month old puppy. You can't blame the guy for needing a nap:



Next time: Henry goes toad-hunting.