Gary and I adopted our 4th Golden Retriever on Sunday.
He is a year old and is a special needs dog. He was turned over to Golden Retriever Rescue of Wisconsin in January with elbow dysplacia (hereditary). He has had his orthoscopic surgery and is now as fit as he will ever be. He takes an anti-inflammatory when he is sore, but otherwise is health.
The big recommendation is to make sure that he get a good walk each day. And that certainly doesn't hurt me either.
Day 1:
1. He successfully emptied the toy box (toys inherited from Ginger) and now has toys scattered on all three flours of the house.
2. He only asked to go out once during the night.
3. The old cat, Percy, gave him two firm swats on the nose for being all too familiar. (The other two haven't ventured out yet. But it is early days.)
4. He suffered a little separation anxiety. He is OK if he can see Gary or me. He fusses if he thinks he is shut up and can't see us.
5. He is eating well and is really bounding around.
Day 2:
1. I got his city license.
2. Max visited the vet for his initial check-up. I got his annual supply of heartworm meds and flea stuff.
3. He loves riding in the car.
4. He found my emery board and made mince meat of it.
Day 3 (today):
1. I have a splitting headache for most of the day, so Gary has had to "baby-sit."
2. He likes popcorn.
3. He doesn't like getting his ears cleaned.
More as we progress.
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