Welcome Oliver.

My son had decided on his name before we knew who Oliver was! Alas, after many days of watching my litter of four adorable Labrador Retriever puppies we have decided which one will be Oliver. He will be 8 weeks old on August 5th and his training has officially started. My hopes for Oliver is that he will become my next Agility dog. I thought it would be fun to write a blog while I watch him grow.

Today for the first time, I separated him from his two other litter mates that are still waiting for their “ideal homes”. They each took turns and stayed alone in a crate. No fun at all! Screams, howls and barks. No amount of toys in the crate convinced them even for a minute that this was a good idea. I decided to wait it out, surely they would tire and when they were quiet I could run and open the crate door. It took a while but we all survived. Hoping to make a “positive” impression I also fed them inside the crate.
My daughter stated that if I was going to repeat this tomorrow she was getting ear plugs!

Since Oliver is now a member of pack of five other dogs, we are also working on making this a “smooth” transition. The sooner he learns his place the better. Each dog in our pack has a slightly different method to accomplish this:

  1. His mom Holly who will be 5 years old in December would probably play with him however, all Oliver wants to do is nurse and she is totally sick an tired of this, not to mention skinny and with half the hair she used to have before she became a mother; she looks at me with the most grateful eyes when I take him off of her. We try to keep the pups way from her so she stops making milk
  2. His Grandfather Andre 12 years old who can’t run away from him fast enough
  3. His aunt Sabrina almost 10 who consistently and clearly teaches him the meaning of “alpha bitch”. I know that in few weeks she will play with him but for right now she is having a ball terrorizing him by growling a low fierce growl and watching him crawl away or roll over in deference to Her Royal Majesty!
  4. Morgan, a 6 year old Sheltie who knows that if this pup doesn’t respect her now that he is just about 5 pounds, she will be dead meat in a couple of weeks! If Morgan auditioned for Cujo II, I am sure she would get the part. The puppies now know that if they tease Morgan, they better run away FAST.
  5. Ella is a 7 year old Lab that is presently rehabbing from an injury, so we try to keep her quiet and walking on a leash, so right now she is not interacting to much with him. Ella usually pretends he doesn’t exist.
  6. Matilda, aka Tilly the Godmother of the litter. She is a rescue that belongs to my good friend Susan and we are boarding her for a year as Susan is on Army duty in Kuwait. We have estimated she is about two and very active and LOVES to play so she tolerates sharp puppy teeth much better than the rest of the pack

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