(It's a fox tail on a piece of nylon cord. He'll chase and tug it when the other dogs let him.)
He's come in and drunk some water, and gone out and pooped and peed, so that's good so far. And he was interested in the contents of my knitting bag, but backed out when I told him NO! (I gotta get a shake can.)
So far I'm pretty impressed with him. After a few moments of uncertainty, he's figured out that the other dogs aren't so bad. It was funny to watch him following Ivan around. He stays pretty close to me and Dear Robert, and we can do that puppy thing where we run away and he chases us. He'll sit down and look with that solemn Aussie expression you see sometimes, that "look of eagles" or whatever they call it. Then he'll run and pounce on a toy. He's a nice solid boy, just over 10 weeks old. I've already been looking for puppy classes to take him to.
I'm happy. What a good puppy! Now we just gotta come up with a name!!!