latest favorite pic of his

pet supplies

Some new findings: IKEA has pet supplies too, but mostly for cat. Not sure that is because somehow IKEA customers are more likely to have cats instead of dogs? Anyway, despite the discrimination against dog, I still managed to find toys for Cartman anyway: a mouse frisbee, and a cat tent. Both of them are intended for cats, I guess, but no matter, our Cartman enjoys the toys the same. He especially loves the blue tent with a green tail, he thinks the tent want to get him when he could not get out from it with his big tail raised high, so he fights back. He now develops one of his many routines to run around the house with his mouth carrying the tent.

drugstore.com added pet supplies too. Very happy to add Cartman's supplies to the cart along with human's. Needless to say, new website/store means new toys. Both of us get bored by local petSmart and petCo: those toys, treats are so, boring... :) We (the woman and the puppy) tend to love a surprise when stomping into a new pet department in a store we thought we already know inside out.

18 pound!

He is a 18 pound of big dog now. Between the lack of updating, here are some latest updates: 1) at one point he learned to open the gate to the stairs, hence enjoyed the leisure of following me upstairs for a few days. Then the gate problem was fixed again, a piece of glass was attached in front of the gate, so his paw cannot reach over and open the door. He whined for more than half an hour when he found he could not open the gate again... :( my poor puppy... But there is a even more hardheaded male in this household, who enjoys fighting back with the puppy. So, I guess poor Cartman lost. Finally he got over with it, and learned to lie in front of gate waiting for me whenever I disappeared into upstairs. And, of course he continued to whine, loudly. 2) His begging became excessive now days. He pops his nose into table whenever human dinner is served. He just needs to sniff and decide if it's a good meal or not. I decided to stop his chicken supply this week, i.e no chicken added to his normal puppy/chiot chow. He appeared to be furious and frustrated, "where is my chicken?" How do I know? He tossed his food bowl upside down, twice, with all puppy chow scatter to the floor. That's his way of asking, "where is the chicken? It is even not at the bottom of the food?", again. This is still going on. He had to eat at the end, but, he just had to do it with such an altitude. Not sure who (he or me) would waiver in at the end...