Adventures in fostering, or, my new favorite saying is 'No, Leo.'
This is Leo. He's a 5 month old (well, almost) Akita puppy. He's also already 60lbs. Yeah.
I mean, look at those paws! He's going to be a big boy when he's full grown. A gentle giant, so to speak.
Such a character. I told him to stay and he really wanted off the couch. Heh. This lasted all of 30 seconds. We're working on manners.
Caena likes him for the most part. The first day, she was all about playing with him. The second, not so much. Today, the third, she's growled at him twice when he tried jumping on her to play. Which made him stop jumping on her immediately. He learns quick, that one. He follows her around, sniffs what she sniffs, if she eats grass, he eats grass. I have two goats now.
The cats, well, that's a work in progress. They're coming around slowly. Though Miss Sassy did not approve of being bathed by him and when he tried it with Morrigan, she hissed at him. So he hasn't done it again. But he wants to be friends oh so badly. We're working on it.
In typical Akita fashion, it took 6 tries to get him to look at me for this photo. He is also very much a people dog. He very much wants to be as close to 'his people' as he can get. In fact, right now, he's chewing on the arm of my chair. *sigh*. There's been a lot of 'No, Leo.', ' That's not for you, Leo.', 'That's not a chew toy, Leo.', 'No, down, Leo.' But, once he learns manners and how to co habitat with cats properly, ie, not trying to get them to play or run after them when they leave the room, he'll make someone a wonderful companion.
Hey, at least we got him to stop putting his front paws on the counter in 2 days.