53.4 lbs
inches tall
(Daddy is falling down on the weighing/measuring job, keeps forgetting to do it, then wants to wait until the next time- usually Tuesdays and Fridays, lately not at all, or barely once a week) so we really don't have an accurate weight, nor have we had a height measurement in over two weeks, now.)
Baby teeth: just one last premolar hanging on. Lower jaw is hysterically void of teeth in the middle- he has the front teeth and all of the back premolars/molars- and nothing but empty sockets in between! On both sides!
Both upper baby canine teeth fell out over the weekend. I noticed on Friday that one was missing. Sunday was the first time he gave me a decent chance to look in his mouth at the other side- which was already sporting a new canine. I guess we missed it.
I did manage to snag/save one baby premolar. It happened at 4am Sunday morning while I was awaiting the reappearance of that final leg of plush lion, which he ingested Thursday. He's puked a few times since then, but due to circumstances (us being not home, or him puking so quietly it didn't wake me up in time), if he threw it up prior to Sunday, he re-ingested it again. Probably more than once. This time, I was ready. I had the air conditioner turned up so that it didn't come on and drown out the sounds of imminent hacking. I had towels at the ready. I heard him start smacking and licking like they do right before,and I promptly got up, shut the bedroom door, turned on the light, grabbed a towel, opened the crate, and voila! Caught one very putrid plush lion leg.
He later un-stuffed a plush raccoon and ate some of the filling, and was pooping out white stuffing during Monday's walk.
Over the past week, Kal has encountered on our walk-
a tractor, plowing up an empty lot, prepping to lay a foundation. He found that very interesting.
3 kids on scooters, during Saturday's walk. They passed us on 3 separate occasions. The first was observed off the path,from far away, and caused some curiosity and lots of barking. The second time, we were much closer, but off of the sidewalk and well out of the way. That went ok til the kid bringing up the rear started going faster, which created more noise and caused Kal to startle and balk. The third time, they were approaching us at a place where the path narrows, and there wasn't much room for passing, although we moved out of the way as much as possible. That went ok, but it occurred right after a man walking behind us had experienced a coughing fit,which had also startled Kal and made him attempt to flee, and then continue to glance behind us suspiciously for several paces.
Monday morning, he hesitated and barked,hackles raised, at a woman sweeping her sidewalk, though the yard work she was performing prior to that he found interesting.
Talking to a neighbor holding a tiny chihuahua on his way to be neutered Friday morning was fine, though.
Possibly, we're experiencing a fear period.
He pulled a lot on Monday's walk and was really difficult, in general, all morning. Excess energy and excitement. Sunday, he was walked by himself, at his own pace (much faster than when we all have to slow down for Kansas) and for about 20 minutes longer than usual. Both girls were having a "rest day" since they'd both been limping on Saturday (he plays far too rough now that he's older/bigger, running full-tilt at a reclining Airlie that afternoon, at which point, his right leg connected with her head. He limped for quite a while, but recovered, and I guess Airlie hasn't sustained any head injuries, though one of her rear legs seemed to be giving her trouble after that. Kansas was limping on her left foreleg Friday night and then Saturday during the walk, so... ), and I was trying to tire him out. I succeeded. I guess it's time to walk him and Airlie together, and take Kansas on her own walk.
Saturday, it finally occurred to me that if I flipped the blinds in the bedroom the other way, there would be less light (and also less heat) coming in during the day- especially in the mornings- and that maybe this would solve the "puppy won't sleep (or let anyone else sleep) past 6am" problem. I mean, it's been 3 months, dude... He wakes up at 6 or 6:15 (or 4am like he did Thursday morning...), and I've been taking him out to potty and putting him back to bed, where he has been mostly quiet til 7, but not much longer. This, in itself is an achievement as he was previously refusing to go back to bed and sleep/occupy himself appropriately. But it's been a couple of months, now, and he should be at that stage where he waits quietly til I'm ready to get everyone up. Not so.
I don't know why I didn't think of it, or notice the blinds sooner. All of the other blinds (in the main part of the house, anyway) are flipped for those express purposes. I guess I just thought I'd already done it. But I noticed the blinds in both bedrooms were like that. At least we've only had a couple of weeks of actual sunny, summer weather. I sort of feel bad for the electric bill that I didn't change things sooner, but then I remember how many weeks of overcast, rainy days where temps didn't get much into the 80s and so I think it's ok.
Definitely makes a huge difference in the bedroom temps now, though,and the a/c doesn't cycle as much. The thermostat is right in between both rooms,so...
The a/c here is ridiculously loud, and comes on far too often, stays on too long, no matter what it's set at. Last month, I had to set it at 74 just to get it to come on at all. Over the past two weeks I've changed it to 76 and then 77, just to try to get it to stay off. But then it doesn't come on enough at night and the dogs get hot, in spite of the ceiling fan.
I think maybe I've got it figured out, finally.
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