.... Ruler of all that is Under!
Little dogs are very very different than big dogs. I mean, I knew that with my head, but he's teaching me more and more every day.
He keeps bringing me socks from my son's old room. Terriers are bred to tunnel into things and hunt, and he's so much a terrier he's nearly incapacitated with it.
He ate a leash. Like literally ate about a foot out of a retractable leash. The guys at the pet store suggested I spray bitter apple on the new one. I tried it, and just the scent makes me wonder how many apple arses they rendered down to make that stuff. Just spraying it on was nasty. Hopefully he won't chew this one.
He also chases treats. I have some treats that he thinks are okay, but not all that much to write home about. But if you slide it across the floor so he can chase it down he's incredibly happy. If it goes under the couch, it's doubly awesome.
So he's been getting titles. I wonder how many he will have before we're done. ;)