Our first night together

Billy and I had a very good first night. My plan is to crate train him so putting him in a little box without his brothers and sister's to cuddle up to was a big change for him.

He started whining initially, but it literally only lasted 5 minutes or less. I had put a warm pack in there for him to cuddle up with and before I knew it, he was out like a light. I am not sure what surprised e more, the fact that he was so quiet so quickly or that his crying didn't make me want to immediately take him out and cuddle him up. Instead, I stood strong and was willing to endure any amount of whining he could dish out. Maybe I have more dog whisperer in me than I thought.

I woke up around 4 am and he was still quiet. I half expected him to wake up and want to go for a pee in the night, but he didn't. It was me who was more anxious to have him wake up. I dozed until about 5 am when I heard him stirring. He was ready to get up so I took him out and cuddled him up. He was very happy to see me and feeling extra cuddly so I spent some time with him giving him some love. I was very aware that his little (or so I am learning, not so little) bladder was probably full so I took him outside for a pee. He was still pretty wired, but he eventually struck the pose and let it go. He pee'd on the cement slab which then ran into his back foot...I have to train him to pee on the rocky area surrounding the slab so it soaks in and doesn't get on him...I bet he hates that. After he pee'd I praised him like crazy again--I love it when his little ears go back and he gets all schnoogly.

We played with his ball and his little cow toy for awhile (so cute) and then spent some more time outside where he then went #2 (I know, right?). Shortly after he was pooped out and just wanted up. He curled up on my lap and started shivering as we were outside. We moved into the living room where he fell fast asleep. So far, he is everything I could have wanted.