We continue to have a very busy household with Major here. When he’s not napping, he’s chewing, running, bouncing, sniffing, eating, or up to no good. We’ve learned that someone, be it an adult or child, needs to be with Major when he’s out of the crate. If we don’t pay attention, he’s more than likely eating a Webkinz or somebody’s Spiderman coloring book.
He’s also maturing, which I came to realize after catching him getting intimate with a beach blanket. Ahem. Boys will be boys.
But we still love the snot out of him. He’s fabulous.
It’s good that you didn’t name him Dooley.
No, we intentionally kept his name old school.
LOL He’s adorable! Glimmer is approaching maturity, too – at least, she seems to be, what with getting suddenly lovey-dovey with our cat, Charlie. She’s been grooming him quite a bit over the past couple of days, and generally “mothering” him. The chewing thing, though? We’re still having that issue; we have to watch her every second. Her latest incident resulted in the loss of hubby’s glasses. :O He was *not* amused… LOL