Boy, i feel like it's been forever since I last posted, partially because it has been. There are a few funny stories that have come up that i wanted to tell everyone.
First, Prime has proven catagorically that he is NOT Jesus. We drove over to Houston, Tx in mid-november to see my mom and let her meet Prime. When we first got there we let him out to play in the common yard in the middle of her condo grouping. They have a nice large run-around-able yard and a pool. After playing for a while we decided that Prime had stretched his legs enough and we were headed back toward her house so that we could eat dinner. As we were messing with the fence trying to get it open, Prime decided we weren't moving fast enough. So he tried to walk on the water of the pool to get past us. Needless to say, it did not hold his weight. I wish that i could describe the look on his face as he fell in the water, it was priceless. At that point i ended up dropping everything i was carrying and reaching in to pull him out (which by the way, isn't the easiest thing to do when your dog weighs nearly 100 lbs and is flailing about) because everyone else was laughing so hard. Thankfully, he was fine, he had a little scratch under his eye from where he scraped it as he went in but otherwise is perfectly okay. He didn't even seem scared of the pool the next time he went out.
I also feel like we are hitting a little bit of a fear stage, which is a little amusing and annoying at the same time. For example, the other night we got a cold front that came through New Orleans so it rained ALL day. Well Prime and I were sitting in the living room while i watched some TV and he asked me three separate times to go outside. (As a side note, we have bells on our back door that are fantastic, they are from a company called Poochie Bells, http://www.poochie-pets.net/ which are fantastic because Prime audibly asks to go outside, which is really good because Kevin still has trouble reading doggie body language, anyway...)But everytime i get up and open the door he looks at me like I'm stupid, takes one look outside and turns around. The first time I figured it was because he might have accidentally hit the bells but even so normally he'll go outside turn around and come back in. Well after the second and third time he did it i was getting frustrated cause I'd gotten up 3 times in 7 or 8 minutes. So i finally decided that he was going out whether he wanted to or not, so i went out with him to see what the big deal was. He stood on the concrete for nearly ten minutes looking out into the wet rainy backyard....finally after some coaxing from me he went into the yard. It was the strangest thing though, all of a sudden he was afraid of getting wet.
Otherwise, he is doing really well, we have switched his food from Solid Gold to Bil-Jac after much consulting with our breeder and resources. I'm hoping the condition of his coat will improve!
