Saturday, January 24, 2009
Week 2:
Ollie is growing like a weed! He weighs 10 pounds now, a skinny 10 pounds. All of a sudden, over night, his nose and legs grew and his torso got long too. He had a rad little fat puppy belly going on, then the growth spurt and now he's a skinny man. He's eating like a small horse. Just a little less than his full grown sisters.
And he's gotten a lot faster. Not greyhound fast yet. More like "slightly more coordinated puppy" fast. He still runs with his butt either tucked, or off center like a silly cat. It's pretty freakin' cute.
My camera is still out of commission, so I'm majorly lacking on photos. But here's a cute shot of him getting a bath with J. Although, what I wish I had is a photo of Ollie all wrapped up in a towel after his bath, being carried around the house by his daddy like a baby.

Here's our little man relaxing in his pen, on his giant octopus stuffy...which he's taken to humping when he's in a sassy mood. ...we're so proud.
And he's gotten a lot faster. Not greyhound fast yet. More like "slightly more coordinated puppy" fast. He still runs with his butt either tucked, or off center like a silly cat. It's pretty freakin' cute.
My camera is still out of commission, so I'm majorly lacking on photos. But here's a cute shot of him getting a bath with J. Although, what I wish I had is a photo of Ollie all wrapped up in a towel after his bath, being carried around the house by his daddy like a baby.
Here's our little man relaxing in his pen, on his giant octopus stuffy...which he's taken to humping when he's in a sassy mood. ...we're so proud.
Friday, January 16, 2009
Week 1
7 weeks old:

So, really, I can't believe he went from 5 pounds to 7 pounds in one week. He's growing like a little weed.
Oy, and he's SO LOUD. I never would have imagined the sounds and volumes that come out of that little guy. On the whole, though, he's really really good. Potty training is going well. He settles in his pen with in 5 minutes. And today, Banjo actually played with him!
Some pics from the trip home from Tucson:
The girls hated him for the first week. Maybe not hate, but severe, extreme irritation. That seems to be working itself out. When he's awake, he's tormenting the girls. Non stop.
Here we are at the vet. Ollie rummages up the gusto to bite Banjo in the face, after being thoroughly examined by the Doc.
Ollie reeeeally wants to play with Finn, and apparently she's just not ready. So vicious!
Welcome home baby Oliver
His full, legal name is Oliver Ragamuffin Linzmoody. But you can just call him Ollie.
We have 2 adult greyhounds, our girls, Finn and Banjo. They're 7 and 5. We got wind of a 6 week old puppy greyhound available for adoption in Tucson. He'd broken a leg somehow, at the tender age of 4 weeks. His leg was healed, but he was no longer a candidate for racing. Lucky for all of us!
Last weekend, we made the trip out to Tucson, AZ to pick up the little man and bring him home. I'm hoping to use this blog as sort of a puppy baby book.
Meeting daddy for the first time.
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