The First Month (and then some) with Reese

The day we brought Reese home

It's been about a month and half since we brought home a little ball of love and sharp teeth that forever changed our lives. Reese no longer mostly fits on our laps - though that doesn't stop him from sitting on them. And though we've had him a short time, we can't imagine our lives without him.

Still a lap dog

The first weeks were challenging (just read older posts from this blog for details). But we've mostly come through the other side. I hear puppies go through a regression around 7 months, which I am not looking forward to. But, I love him so much and will steel myself for whatever nonsense we have to put up with (but please don't let it be biting...).

Reese is an incredibly social pup - I think he takes after me. Every time I take him out, he pulls toward the dog run so he can look for his friends. And when it's empty, he just sits on the fake grass looking so forlorn. There is a really great pack of pups in the building, but he seems especially partial to the Frenchies. His best friend is a 2-year old boy Frenchie named Beni, and he has a little girlfriend named Bou who is about a month younger than him.

Reese and Bou

A woman in our building runs a doggie daycare/walking service, and she's been kind enough to coordinate daily meetups with me as well as letting us crash some of her adventures hiking and to the beach. Reese loves it, and I love how tired and well behaved he is when we return home.

He's been a huge ray of sunshine and provided some much-needed structure to my day as I continue my job hunt. Even in spite of the early (and probably pending) challenges, I wouldn't change bringing this guy into our lives for anything.