Puppyyyyyy

So Maggie has started her typically-Boxer moments of insanity. She frantically darts around the furniture, screeching just in time to avoid a crash. Sometimes an unsuspecting toy is brought along for the ride. This lasts for several minutes and is promptly followed by a glance at me to see if she is in trouble for it. She never is.

She is in a growth spurt right now, so her legs are a bit clumsy and don't change gears very well when running from carpet to linoleum, which makes for great entertainment for any nearby humans. After daily attempts to jump up onto the couch, she finally made it on Friday. She seemed a bit surprised when her back legs followed her front legs on up.

She loves a good spray from the garden hose and, thankfully, loves a good scrubbing in the tub. She has grown out of her first collar, opened up the seams of her first stuffed toys (lion and duck, rest their souls), learned to sit at the door when she needs to go out, and successfully made friends with a kitty and her cousin-puppy. Yes, she can do all of that, but she can't pee in the rain.

Do dogs know whether or not a particular person can be trusted? During our many walks, we run into a variety of folks in the parking lot. There are certain ones that she goes bananas over and cannot stop playing with. But there are others (same ones every time) that she does not like at all. They haven't done anything to her, but she does not invite play from them. She sits at attention and stares, without wagging her tail. She loves all kids, though.

My parents call me for updates on the dog. They usually ask about her before they ask about me.

I am so not giving her back.