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:
Being an angel, ace roadtripping lying on J's legs.
Ollie and J, cutest boys in the world.
Right?
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!
Ollie makes friends with Mel, sitting out front of Intelligentisa.
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