My big little boy is one week older and every day looking more and more like a proper dog, rather than some uncoordinated ball of fluff. Mind you, he's still as clumsy as ever and falling all over the place
He's also getting stubborn when we come back inside the building from potty breaks... so we have started going for little walks around the block once a day or every couple of days... and I now give him a treat when he comes in the door (that makes it so much easier).
Well, here you go, Lucca's 9th week in the world, in pictures
last Saturday, Lucca went to meet his cousins Apollo (the giant malamute) and Juliet (AKA Jules/Juju, the rottie)
Apollo was a little freaked out by the little one, but they all played nicely
aw! my favorite boys!
then Lucca went and passed out on my mom's kitchen floor
view from the floor
I suspect he's beginning to find the camera annoying?
this is when it hit me -oh, he's an actual dog!
just been told not to chew on the couch... NEVER MIND LUCCA!! EAT IT! EAT IT! -can't say no to those eyes
all my children
let's love on Olive
too much love! too much love!
Frida and Lucca passionately make out... that or he's eating her...
still can't climb the couch
sleeping on his stuffie twin... which has come out of the crate so Lucca has space to stretch out
today... "ANOTHER sitting picture??"
climbing on mom's lap
-using his food stand as a measure?