Wednesday, August 27, 2014

20 / 21 weeks, fully vetted and microchipped

Today's Date - August  14th, 2014
Today Emmett fatally injured a baby rat.

Today's Date - August  16th, 2014
Emmett is 20 weeks / 5 months old and weighed in at almost 65 pounds when we went to the Vet yesterday to get his final series of puppy shots and micro-chipped.
 

 
The micro-chip was $38.57 and I like the idea that he also has an ID tag that can be Googled so I can be contacted anytime.  I also like the fact that I can change my contact information as needed without an extra charge or a yearly fee.

He is micro-chipped with Save This Life and his number is 900164000532961

This afternoon after Mark came home from work, Emmett charged across the hallway, into the bedroom and jumped up on our very high king size bed.   He did with no effort and actually seemed pleasantly surprised by being able to do so.

I e-mailed Dr.Jones with Emmett's current weight and I will be giving him 1.2 ml of  IVOMEC for his Demodectic / Puppy Mange.  His coat is a lot healthier looking now and we still have another 2 weeks to go.

Today's Date - August  19th, 2014


I love the picture of Emmett sleeping on top of Mr.Bear.
   
 


         

   He loves to eat carrots!
 
 Today's Date - August  23rd, 2014
Emmett is 5 months and one week / 21 weeks old.  He still weighs 65 pounds and one afternoon while taking a nap I missed another growth spurt.  It's totally amazing to see him grow and change on almost a daily basis. 
 
I took the picture below a week ago and the one underneath it yesterday.  Thought I share what a one week growth spurt looks like through my eyes. Emmett is a good head taller than Rosie now.
 
 
 

 
 
 Today's Date - August  26th, 2014

I've been taking Emmett for short walks to get him more accustomed to being on a leash before I start training him.  People don't seem to realize that he's still very much a puppy even if he looks like a grown up dog. 

I took the picture below to show even though he may look like an adult dog, his testicles are the size of marbles.  It's only recently that they were even visible. 



Everything is so new to him and I enjoy watching his reaction to the silliest things.  He barks at trash cans, mail boxes, bicycles, people looking at him, leaves blowing across the street and anything that moves.

He's going to have an incredibly deep chested bark when he's full grown and I have no doubt an excellent watchdog.  He barks every time he hears a doorbell on TV and any outside noise.

Yesterday, while sitting on the front porch I noticed he is actually taller than me when we sit side by side. He's earned the nickname "Hugging Emmett" because he loves to put his front paws around my neck and hug me.

Anytime I fall down, he lays across my back, puts his paws around my neck and rests his head on my head as if he's waiting to go for a piggy back ride.  The other morning I was down on my knees looking under the bed to see where Rosie was when I heard this loud gallop coming down the hall at top speed and before I could turn around, Emmett jumped onto my back as if I was some sort of diving board and sprung himself up onto the bed.

Breaking my leg the day after bringing him home and being in a cast for 8 weeks definitely put his obedience training on hold and I did what I could.  How I managed to potty train him, not to mention using potty pads is beyond me.

The potty pads helped a lot and I had no problem weaning him off them once I was able to get around better.

Emmett still prefers to sleep in the smaller crate even though his legs hang out the door.  This morning he heard something outside, jumped up barking and smacked his head on top of the crate. 

I guess I need to shut the door so he uses his new crate which is absolutely amazing.  He probably sleep in it more if Rosie would stay out of it.  The only time he is crated is when neither Mark or I are home.

It's been an interesting week watching him try to figure out his height difference as he bumps his head under the kitchen table trying to sleep at my feet as he's always done since the first day we brought him home.

 
Today's Date - August  27th, 2014
 
Last night as I prayed, I asked for guidance in training Emmett.  This morning when I woke up, I took Rosie and Emmett on a short walk together.  I had Rosie in a prong  collar and Emmett in a Gentle Leader.  I know most people really hate the prong collar but when used as a training aid correctly it's a huge help.
 
Rosie is very difficult to walk in a regular collar and has yanked me off my feet more than a couple of times.  My balance has always been an issue since coming down with the Transverse Myelitis and the only way I can walk her without getting hurt is to use the prong.  She has the greatest respect for it and is so much easier to walk.
 
The walk was actually enjoyable and both dogs were well behaved.  Rosie has a melt down anytime I put a leash on Emmett because she feels that she's missing out on some wonderful new experience even if it's only a training walk to the mail box and back.
 
Rosie was so happy to be included and Emmett loved having her along.  I need to walk more to get the strength back in my legs and I'll be able to go on more walks if I walk them together.
 
I thought I share a few things I've learned this past week with Emmett.
 
1)  I can not leave any clothes, towels, bath robes, shoes or personal items out, left on tables, counters, beds or any sort of furniture.  If it's within Emmett's reach he will take it.  Last night he and I went head to head over him repeatedly taking the kitchen and bathroom towels not to mention my bathrobe.  Once he gets it, he zooms around me at top speed to show me how much faster he is.
 
Note: I thought it was a bit too quiet and found Emmett on the bed, surrounded by all the clothes that had been in the laundry basket.
 
2)  He puts a whole new spin on being a food hound!  Last night Mark had some Little Debbie, oatmeal cookies and Emmett was so obnoxious about it that I had to crate him.  Little wrappers need to be thrown out and all food put away as quickly as possible. 
 
I like to mention that anytime we open the refrigerator, Emmett comes galloping in as fast as he can and sticks his entire head in to get an up close and very personal view of the insides.  I also need to throw out all trash before going to bed.
 
                                                He finally looks like a Great Dane!



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