So, today is day 3 of puppy training. By training I mean chasing the little bugger around the garden, removing various stones, sticks, soil and occasionally chicken shit from her mouth and pulling her out from underneath the hedge where she seems to think there is some buried treasure. To be expected I guess, but you'd have thought the bugger would have the decency to actually go to the toilet while outside wouldn't you? Oh no.... not this one. 5 milliseconds after coming back inside she has the amazing talent of producing the biggest turd you could imagine a puppy could produce and depositing it on the carpet. And then running towards you with a proud smile on her face as if to say "look at the size of that!" Nice. If she's not shitting she's patrolling around all of the plant pots she can find to either push/pull them over, or grabbing mouthfuls of soil and then spreading it liberally around the house. The joys of puppies.
Could be worse I suppose - they say babies are hard work....
So what can I look forward to tomorrow I wonder - I guess there is still puke and she's not quite yet managed to eat her own crap - just a matter of time though!