Well, Gus is in the house. Bouncing. Jumping. Running. And then collapsing in a lump to sleep it all off at a moment's notice. Puppies are like that...so much exuberance we wonder how one little bundle of fur can have such joy at life. and such interest in every single thing.
He seems to be adjusting well...figuring out routines moment by moment. So much so that when Mark put on his shoes and coat to go to work this morning, Gus was a little put out as it did not include his halter and leash for a walk about. His routine here the past couple days has been that he and Mark go for walks and watch basketball games. Weekend guy things. Staying home with me didn't seem to be all that thrilling. Until I started to prep some food in the kitchen, then the interest seemed to perk right up. And he seems to like Tom Petty's music quite a lot.
The photos I posted on the first post were ones of Gus in Japan before he came to the United States in November, he was 3 months old at the time and sporting his fluffy puppy look. These photos today are of Gus now at 6 months old sporing his sun-bleached wind-blown riding-the-plains-cowboy-dude look. This is pretty much what he will look like from now on, although he will be a little larger than his current 8 pounds, maybe around 12-14 pounds.
He's very cute and we love him already, so nice to have a Tibbie back in the house. Speaking of having a Tibbie puppy in the house, this is a nice photo of little Gus peacefully sleeping in his favorite spot on the couch yesterday morning...at the time I decided it would be a great moment to get dressed for the day and make the bed. When I returned to the living room, it was apparent the timing of my moment of decision had coincided exactly with the moment that Gus felt he needed a Kleenex.
Enough said. I smiled as I remembered Pippin and Vash going through this stage...Gus following in much loved footsteps. Yep, there's a puppy in the house!