Amina (who you’ll remember was previously named ‘Amiina’, and has subsequently lost an ‘i’ but fortunately not an eye) is 17 weeks old today, and is growing fast.
She’s eating meat, bonemeal, vegetables and a little fruit. Great fun. Preparing her dinner us just as much fun as cooking for people (a little grated carrot, half an egg, some meat, a teaspoon of bonemeal, sprinkle of olive oil…) with the exception of minced tripe, which has a strange and disturbingly fishy smell.
In the sunlight you catch a hint of chocolate brown, but otherwise she still looks very black. Her coat is still very straight, with the exception of a curly tail.
Walking her is enormous fun, and both Rachel and I are feeling fitter and happier through the enforced exercise regime. Socially, dogwalking is very different from regular walking. You meet people who are friendly and want to talk to you when you have a dog.. and an adorable puppy makes even non-dogwalkers want to say hello.
She’s already good at “come here”, “sit”, “stay”, “leave”, “paw” and “heel”. Obedience classes start tomorrow night, and I’m hoping add “lay down” and “fetch” to her repertoire. “Put the dinner on” may be beyond her, at least until she gets a bit taller and can reach the oven.