Moving Again ... sigh

OK, so Bear is now 10 weeks old, absolutely huge, and just as full of tricks as he was at 4 weeks, then 6 weeks, and so on ... just larger and able to bite much harder and jump higher and run faster ... Although, on the up side, I have managed to teach him to sit before he eats, shake a paw, jump up, lie down and roll over - which he learned pretty damn fast. It diesn't even take him a day to learn something, he seems to know within minutes what you want him to - from there it is just a matter of if he feels like doing it and how big the rewards are!

So quite a bit has happened lately. Most importantly, we have to move from our beautiful big house by the sea and no doubt get a house like everyone else ... boring! I apologise for being a snob but we really like our house and we really don't want to move! The people that own the house are moving back to Swakop from Windhoek and so we are officially homeless as of the 1st December. Of all the times, this is what annoys us. It is never easy to find houses to rent in Swakop, much less in December, as the entire country converges on Swakopmund for their summer holidays.

I have been to every agent in town, and we looked at 2 houses out of 15 agents. One was at the golf course out of town and tiny, with no garden for the animals either, the other was a 3-storey in Long Beach and nowhere near as impressive as we had hoped to make us move all that way out of town. From there I found another one through Patricia that we went to look at, and yes it is ok, but nothing great, very boring, very old-fashioned and closed-in, when I am now so used to this house with its big open spaces and wide windows.

We are waiting on one more house to look at, and am praying that the agents will come back to us today. I have been to see them twice and phoned and emailed so apparently we are on the top of the list, but who knows, we can only wait and see. The problem with this last house, is that it is unfurnished, which means we have to start buying our own furniture, and due to us paying off our debt and the recent Doctors bills that we have had, this might be a little difficult, so expect to see an empty house ...

Otherwise, I really am not sure where we are going to go or what to do. I have started packing - glorious job - but that should soon be done as we don't have a lot of things really. Enough to have to pack more than our clothes lol but not enough sadly to need a truck!

Marley and Me

Was really a great book and I enjoyed it thoroughly. I even blogged about it, but I have to say, I really think that I may have more trouble on my hands John Grogan had with Marley. Snort at me all you like ...

Last week Monday Bear had his first set of shots, at 6 weeks and one day old. Not only did he get dewormed, but I also had to explain to the vet that his penis didn't look quite right - it seems that was the start of it all. So yes, he has an infection down there and had to endure the embarressment of being held down and having a load of antibiotics injected right up it!! I have never heard of a puppy having an infection down there; how on earth it happens I do not know.

So on a daily basis he lies on my feet and chews everything in sight - this is really quite cute. He removes my slippers from my feet and drags them off to his bed to chew in peace. If I refuse to allow him to chew my slippers he will then try his hardest to chew my feet to pieces for as long as I can stand his needle-sharp teeth to pierce my skin.

If that doesn't work, he will chew whatever trousers I am wearing, and walking becomes a problem when you have a Husky hanging off your leg and are at risk of ripping through your clothing. He also miscalculates from time to time and smacks into the back of my leg, forcing a little "whumph" out of him. He sits down, shakes his head, and goes right back at it. The reason why I am not disciplining him for chewing my legs as I am walking is that I am hoping that ignoring it and having him run into my legs will eventually stop him - guess what? It's not working. He does it twenty times a day.

He destroyed my lettuce bed, he steals laundry and drags it around the house (slightly embaressing when you have guests and he strolls out with my knickers in his jaws, ever so proud), he chews the furniture and me, my shoes, the cushions and whatever else he can get his teeth into even though he has numerous toys and bones lying everywhere. He chases the cats everytime they move, and won't let you clean as it is just WAY too much fun to chase the mop or broom (which he has destroyed as well btw).

We took him to dog-training (agility) the Saturday after his shots, just to find out where we could go for puppy-training, only to have Bear try and hump every other dogs leg that he could reach! He had absolutely no manners at all, and clearly didn't mind if they were male or female either.

Even at one day short of 7 weeks, the "dog whisperer" of this training session advised us that he was going to be problematic to say the least ...