i picked fletch up from the clinic, he literally threw himself at me, clipped my chin with his teeth, and made me bleed. i popped him into the car and a block away from the clinic, he squatted and peed in the back seat.
i found myself not so secretly wishing the clinic had accidently let him play with a bottle of euthanol while he was there but they didn't.
welcome home fletcher.. puppy pain in the ass.
Carol, I understand how you can love Fletcher while railing against his pain-in-the-ass puppy behaviour. I am used to older dogs and cats. A few months ago I fostered a kitten that my dogs had found. Eventually, I found him a great home, but he really tried my patience. I named him "Rocket" because he would race around the house like a rocket! He did all those wonderful kitty things that one would normally love and encourage in a kitten-- if one didn't have to make sure he was not killed by three Karelian Bear Dogs as he annoyed them so much! It must be hard to deal with Fletcher when you are used to comparatively well-behaved (except for Odie) senior animals!