Today, let’s look at the firsts in my second six months of life. I’m a lucky puppy as I have gotten to do a lot of things many pups don’t get to do. Mom loves to make sure we all get to experience as much as possible in life, and I have gotten to do that.
At six months old, there was a lot starting to go on in my life since I was old enough to start doing some sports, and October is a month with where holidays start to pop up. Right before turning seven months old, I went with Madison on my first road trip. We went to Iowa, and I got to also stay in a hotel for the very first time. It sure was a lot of fun, but Mom wasn’t happy that I wanted to be so loud in the room all the time. With practice, I’ve gotten better about keeping my voice down.
I turned seven months old the end of October. For my photo shoot, Mom took me to the apple orchard. It was a fun place with lots of things to sniff.
Halloween is also in October. It was my first one, and I dressed in orange. My sisters and I were trolls, each in our own color for the big event!
Early November brought me my very first snowfall. I fell in love right away. It’s easy to see why my family loves snow and winter so much.
I turned eight months old the end of November. The snow we had was long gone, but we were hoping for more.
November also brought me my first Thanksgiving. Since I love to eat, I was really excited about all the food Mom was making for the holiday, but then I found out it was not for us dogs and that was quite disappointing!
December meant my first Christmas month. Boy is that holiday full of activities! Mom brought us each our own
treat dispenser Advent Calendar. How fun is this thing! The only problem is I was limited to opening just one door a day.
I was forced to go visit this weird dude in a big red outfit with a fake beard. Mom was so excited about it but I found it positively terrifying and even worse that she actually let that guy try to hold onto me! Humans have strange ideas about fun at times. Thankfully I wriggled myself out of his grip and we got to go home.
We had to pose together for a Christmas photo with our tree. That wasn’t so bad. Christmas overall is a pretty fun holiday to celebrate.
On Christmas Day, I turned nine months old. It was great as that snow was back which is not only fun, but pretty for photos.
Next up came my first new year, 2020, the year of perfect vision. Our visions were perfect until the virus thing hit, now 2020 is a most imperfect year in my eyes.
January was my first trip to the torture chamber. Once again my mom failed me, leaving me with strangers who did terrible things to me like a bath, blow dry, messing with my furs and nails. Poor Madison was stuck going along with me too.
I turned ten months old the end of January. Mom told me I was a perfect ten. Most likely, she is right about that as I am pretty proud of myself and think I am the best hound around.
In February, I turned eleven months old. No big firsts really in February besides Valentine’s Day, but since I’m too young for a boyfriend, it wasn’t a big deal for me. That pretty much wraps up the firsts in my second six months of life. Tomorrow I’ll be howling about my accomplishments. Stop by for some of my proud moments.
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