I've had a new brother for about 24 hours and I think he's a dud. This morning, we went out to the backyard and he wouldn't play with me. He was too concerned about getting his muzzle off. Sheesh.... I don't like wearing the muzzle either, but we have to wear it to play, at least for now.
He didn't know how to lay down to eat a treat at first.
Joey doesn't know how to play with toys. He has been moving them from the bedroom to his bed and then he tries to play, but can't find the squeaker. Yep, he's a dud for sure.
He really likes to look out the windows.
Grandma and Grandpa came over and they brought Joey a card and inside was money for treats. Grandma said that I could pick them out. YES!!!! I know the good stuff and I already know what we are getting.
Joey is starting to relax some, but he's still walking from room to room. Daddy said he's probably just enjoying his freedom because he's been living in a kennel all of his life. I don't know, but it's very tiring watching him walk around all the time.
I guess he's kind of cute, but he's just a dud right now.
The Greyhound Whose New Brother Has Turned Out To Be A Dud