Isn't he precious? He came home on Thursday evening, so even now he's still in sensory overload. He was really scared at first, but he's finally gotten used to me, Sam, and Sam's roommate. He loves to be held and he loves to play.
I still hold to the theory that he's my and Sam's dog, because Sam's roommate will be moving out of town after graduation in May, and taking Kojak with him (and he knew Sam wanted a dog, so he got him a puppy). In any case, he's warmed up to me and has started to feel safe around me and Sam, which is a good thing.
Training will be a chore, though. Apparently Jack Russells train really well, but housebreaking him will be interesting for sure. He peed in my bedroom floor last night (and I wasn't even mad). The good thing is that he's still so tiny he can't make big messes yet. The first night Sam had him, he was sitting on Sam's shoulder (he likes to sit on shoulders/chests/necks) and he peed on Sam. I told him that meant Thor liked him.
He has me wrapped around his tiny little paw for sure. It was like love at first sight, and I was legitimately sad when Sam took him home last night. I won't say I cried, but I may have wanted to. I really want to go back and see him again but I guess there are other things I have to do too, like be a productive human being...
Love Always,
Kristin
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