She was 11 weeks old, 10 and a half pounds. She actually was a little more keyed up at the clinic than I would have preferred, so I took her back the next evening, when I had to go up to the clinic for an hour or two to do some computer work. I let her just hang out in the crate, and put her on the scale and got her to sit quietly, etc.
The best nicest thing that happened this week is that our 7-yr-old female, Viva, seems to have bowed to the inevitable, and decided to accept Truffle. The first few weeks were a little tough. The last two days they have played very nicely.
It amazes us that this little puppy has the dog instinct to bury bones. If she picks one up in the house, she carries it to the door in hopes of going out to bury it. Then she will put her paws up on the window sill, maybe she can go out that way.... She carries them under the deck, or buries them in long grass. This one she found under the deck where she must have taken it, because the others can't fit under there.
Truffle goes in for the leg, and Viva uses the head butt. Truff can get very rough, but so far Viva has put up with it . Viva still gets tense and pushy if Truffle comes to one of us, she wants to herd her away. But I already see progress on that front also.
