Margi
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He is 10 weeks old today and weighs 5.5 lbs. I am not a practiced stacker, but I think he's just under 9".
The Good:
He is alert, curious, and smart. He knows his name and comes when called, knows sit and down and will fetch. He doesn't seem to be sound sensitive (thank you lord). He slept thru the nite without a mishap in a crate meant for an adult sheltie. He is funny as the dickens--his antics get me laughing so hard!
The Bad:
I don't even want to get started on the potty training rant raging in my brain because I will not do Fillion any good in jail for matricide!
The Weird:
After a week of going for walks, following along behind me like a champ, he suddenly started throwing a fit on the leash when leaving the house. I can not snap him out of it. He will walk a few feet then cry and throw himself around like a trout on the end of the line! When out in the field off leash his follows me perfectly away from the house. After we walk and explore a while, I hook him up and he trots next to me like he's known heel all his life as long as we are heading toward the house! Change direction and he starts all over again! Like a stable sour horse...
I got frustrated with Photobucket, so I hope his album on FB allows anyone to view.
https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?...16244799.1073741825.1062445208&type=3&theater
The Good:
He is alert, curious, and smart. He knows his name and comes when called, knows sit and down and will fetch. He doesn't seem to be sound sensitive (thank you lord). He slept thru the nite without a mishap in a crate meant for an adult sheltie. He is funny as the dickens--his antics get me laughing so hard!

The Bad:
I don't even want to get started on the potty training rant raging in my brain because I will not do Fillion any good in jail for matricide!
The Weird:
After a week of going for walks, following along behind me like a champ, he suddenly started throwing a fit on the leash when leaving the house. I can not snap him out of it. He will walk a few feet then cry and throw himself around like a trout on the end of the line! When out in the field off leash his follows me perfectly away from the house. After we walk and explore a while, I hook him up and he trots next to me like he's known heel all his life as long as we are heading toward the house! Change direction and he starts all over again! Like a stable sour horse...

I got frustrated with Photobucket, so I hope his album on FB allows anyone to view.
https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?...16244799.1073741825.1062445208&type=3&theater
I was ON it and Fillion had one or less accidents a day in the house and none at nite. Then I took two hours to go to wally world and left him in my hubby's charge in stead of crating him. Fillion cried at the door to go out (he knew to do that already), he lets him out and he pees. 10 min later he cries again but hubby wouldn't let him out! He had just been out and couldnt possibly have to go again! So of course he pees and poos on the area rug in the house, and its all been downhill since then. Can't believe two hours could undo everything, but it did! Back to square one--'cept now he thinks the house is ok to potty in...
don't worry, I'm on the potty rant with my 12 weeker. it will get better! The leash thing, I'd try maybe baiting him into it.