I swapped Lomax for his brother Liam for a few days after Thanksgiving; it’s good to move the dogs around a bit to get them used to adapting to new environments and schedules. Besides, I wanted to get a more objective assessment of how Lomax is doing, and I trust Liam’s puppy raisers. They hold their dogs to a high standard and do consistently good work, so this was also an opportunity for me to compare the two boys and see what I can reasonably expect from Lomax in terms of obedience.
From all reports, my little yellow dog did very well and was quite adaptable! He walks a little fast sometimes, and could stand to be more attentive to his handler, but these are issues I knew about. We’ve been working on them daily and really concentrating on them in our weekly obedience class. Hopefully it’s just a matter of maturity. I have heard many puppy raisers say that sometimes the light will just go on one day: “Ohhhh! I get it now. You don’t WANT me to chase birds!”
It was fun to see how similar the two of them are, personality-wise. They can both be wiggly wonders, happy little dogs with big smiles and long tongues and wagging behinds. The night we switched back, we let them run around and play in my apartment. They were two furry peas in a pod, tugging and running and wrestling and slobbering on each other with what I perceived to be great brotherly affection.
I love sweet Liam, but I desperately missed young master Lomax, and have been showering him with hugs and kisses ever since his return.