We've entered into the phase I call being a stubborn little motherfucker.
He knows his name? Chooses to ignore you (unless you have cheese)
He knows his commands? Won't do them (unless you have cheese)
On a walk? He'll eat absolutely anything and everything, then run away when you try to wrench it from his throat and is constantly trying to run into the street.
He also might have allergies. Awesome.
My only saving grace is that he is perfectly house trained (I'm sure that will go to hell in a hand basket next week.)
Here are some more pictures because I'm sure you just want to see how cute he is, not how much of a horror he can be. He is currently barking as high pitched as he can to get my attention after an almost hour long walk.
He knows his name? Chooses to ignore you (unless you have cheese)
He knows his commands? Won't do them (unless you have cheese)
On a walk? He'll eat absolutely anything and everything, then run away when you try to wrench it from his throat and is constantly trying to run into the street.
He also might have allergies. Awesome.
My only saving grace is that he is perfectly house trained (I'm sure that will go to hell in a hand basket next week.)
Here are some more pictures because I'm sure you just want to see how cute he is, not how much of a horror he can be. He is currently barking as high pitched as he can to get my attention after an almost hour long walk.