Early July we picked up Pippin, our new child, from the breeder. He was the last one to leave the nest, 9 weeks old. It was a traumatic experience and he was very restless and noisy in the car, finally dropping off to sleep when we turned into our street. Then our new life started...
Pippin was named after one of the hobbits in Lord of the Rings, who was somewhat naughty, always hungry and had a tendency to test the boundaries. All of this has proven to be true! Anyway it feels like having a baby again, with interrupted nights, early mornings and many hours of attention. To keep our sanity we set up a puppy fence in the living room, with his own space to play and sleep.
Pippin has quite some self confidence, and we have been exposing him to as many areas and activities as possible. In principle he has two short walks in the streets around the house, some playtime in the garden and one excursion to a park, the beach, puppy training or Mary's parents. He is allowed walks of 10-15 minutes only, and still sleeps 16 hours a day.
From the first day we have been training Pippin to be obedient, to come back when we call him, to sit, and even to swim. He has bursts of high energy and takes long breaks in between, mainly asleep!
From the first day we have been training Pippin to be obedient, to come back when we call him, to sit, and even to swim. He has bursts of high energy and takes long breaks in between, mainly asleep!
Pippin, just before he left his mother
Drinking water in the garden
We often need to carry Pippin to make some distance
Sundowner in the garden
Paula and Jasper watching Pippin run back to Mary
Pippin found a friend
Almost everything can be destroyed: we allowed a garden glove this time
Piet and son
