I say this a bit tongue in cheek only to show:
A. How much we like Finn because he's such a good, fun, goofy, sweet, affectionate dog
B. How sorry we'll be to see him go. It's only been a week-and-a-half, and he's really adjusting well.
As I've said before, I want to make sure he goes to the right family. He is a big, goofy puppy, basically, but does need to know who's boss so that he keeps his manners in check. He does bark on occasion (mostly when we're gone--but I believe no serious problems with separation anxiety). He LOVES attention and follows me everywhere. He is also getting along wonderfully with my husband--no growls for 6 days. Chris has been working with him, and it appears to be the key.
Here's 2 goofy Finn things I'll share:
1. We went to Gettysburg for the day and took the dogs. On the way home, he kept making these funny faces and positions:
2. We were working out in the basement, and closed the dogs out. He started barking to be let in. We ignored him, so he disappeared for a while. Then we heard barking from a distance. I went to investigate and realized he was upstairs. I couldn't imagine why he wouldn't just come down. So I went up, and he had managed to trap himself in our tiny bathroom. The door was partially open, but he couldn't figure out how to use his nose to free himself. So he just barked until someone came to get him. Funny puppy.




