The Professor grows up!

In this picture, he is taking down "Cheerah" (or whatever she used to call herself before she was mauled one too many times) "the Cheetah with Attitude".

He slept through the night! He was awake and snuffling about at 6, but he waited quietly while I had my shower and came back to let him out at 6:45. I carried him down the stairs and put him on the floor. He headed for the door as fast as his little legs could carry him... and made a hard left when he saw the carpet. But I was ready! I scooped him up before he could do anything. Unfortunately he was even readier, and he peed all down my pantleg. Oh well!

I forgot to mention: he was very good at the babysitters, and put himself to bed by going into the crate on his own when the other dogs went to bed. Today I'll put him in the crate for a couple of hours while I go out. Someone will be here to listen for him, but I bet he won't make a sound.

A big day for the Professor this week - he gets to go to school to meet some grade 4 students. I'm sure he'll lecture them about the importance of doggy bones.