Fingal now makes Taz look dainty. Everything about him is heavier. I haven't had him weighed but I'm guessing 100 pounds. He is still pure puppy, pawing, jumping chewing everything. He carries cushions around. He plays with his toys, more than Taz ever did, throwing them up in the air, catching them. Every day he makes me laugh at his goofy behavior.
The interaction between the two is interesting. This morning he did something Taz didn't like and she let him know who's boss. A few minutes later they were licking each other's paws and mouths. The nice thing about deerhounds is that know the value of naps. Morning and afternoon they settle down for a few hours. Right now Fingal, who has been active since 7 or so, is sprawling on his pillow next to my bed, and Taz is on hers. Earlier when I was at the computer, Fingal came to say hello after drinking, spattering me with water.
His gait is an adult's now. Where Taz moves fluidly along as she runs, Final has a high stepping "guy" gait.
He is still puppy-sweet, coming in in the morning to bury his head at my side as I read the newspaper. Then he chews up a box of Kleenex. Argh!
The interaction between the two is interesting. This morning he did something Taz didn't like and she let him know who's boss. A few minutes later they were licking each other's paws and mouths. The nice thing about deerhounds is that know the value of naps. Morning and afternoon they settle down for a few hours. Right now Fingal, who has been active since 7 or so, is sprawling on his pillow next to my bed, and Taz is on hers. Earlier when I was at the computer, Fingal came to say hello after drinking, spattering me with water.
His gait is an adult's now. Where Taz moves fluidly along as she runs, Final has a high stepping "guy" gait.
He is still puppy-sweet, coming in in the morning to bury his head at my side as I read the newspaper. Then he chews up a box of Kleenex. Argh!
