Today, Ash is
& 8 months old!
My, how he’s grown!
Everything about him has changed; from the thickness of his fur, to the scruffiness of his tail, right down to darkness of his coat. Hey, even his eyes have lightened. We kinda miss the vivid blue color though, to be honest. 😦
Isn’t he beautiful with the brown leaves under his paws? We can’t wait for Fall this year!
Ash’s first Halloween…. Oooooh!! It’s a good thing we have our very own wolf. 😉
…. A sweet, harmless one that is.
Lately, Ash doesn’t do too much, except for crash into things, and trip those of us that are headed somewhere.
He doesn’t realize his size, but then again, what dog does?! He does give the best hugs though. We love snuggling with this big boy. He’s so strong!
He’s very content simply lying on the floor near one of us.
He can go a good hour doing just this… and other times he’s a hippity-hoppity puppy that won’t leave you alone.<3
He’s the sweetest, he really is.
I don’t know what we would do without this
big guy in our lives.
I sat for you, can I have a treat now?
High-fives to our boy for 8 months!
The other day someone asked how Ash can be a puppy, yet act so mellow?
Maybe a lot of it has to do with the method of which we play with the little guy…
When it comes down to personality, Mine and Chris’ methods of playing and socializing with the dogs can vary.
Chris is typically more rough, and handles his strength best.
You HAVE to be rough with this dog, or you couldn’t function around him at all.
He would knock you over on your butt, and literally walk all over you if you didn’t.
Chris helps me know how to handle my strength in accordance with Ash.
It’s strange to have a smaller being than you weigh more, and use his strength better
than you know how to use your own. It gets me every time, but I’m getting better!
I’m the more gentle one, well of course!
When Ash was a very small pup, just learning to run confidently I had to make my first
attempt at discipline. It sort of broke my heart even telling him “No” because looking at him whether
he was being bad or not made me melt. His sad eyes, and petite face made me feel as though it was wrong to get upset.
However, that’s the just the Momma instincts in me, and frankly… just being a girl
I learned that a smack on the nose when your pup was acting up was a good way to get their attention.
I did so when he deserved it, which resulted in him getting angry and biting his teeth hard into me.
That was the very first and the last time I saw Ash angry or fierce.
I’ve always been bigger on cuddling and comforting Ash, which made him respect me less, love me more.
We’ve since addressed the issue, and he does listen to me more, but it’s very clear that Chris is the more respected one in the household.
As far as when it comes to playful time, I’m peppy and carry a nicer tone.
Chris keeps Ash energetic with his hyper-ness, and rough nature.
To everyone out there that supports this blog, leaves your love, and shares your wisdom here:
Every single follower earned on this blog matters to me.
I was so happy to be driving down the road, on my way home today,
when I received a text message about 2 new followers!
Each notification is proof that people are out there somewhere admiring something I’ve put up, and coming from an internet lurker myself, it’s such a honor.
My biggest reason for sharing my new life here in Florida is so that others can share the happiness I have just from seeing my little Asher’s smile.
I feel like I’m one fish in an Ocean, so small in a web of internet sharing, and blogs galore!
But I keep on swimming, with my school of followers already dog–blog–paddling with me. 🙂