Goliath

Goliath is my puppy. He is a Yorkshire Terrier. I begged for him for weeks, and my husband finally gave in (he was my Christmas present.) We got him at 8 wks. old, and he is now 15 weeks. At least I think he is..... according to the people we bought him from he is 15 wks, but according to the AKC papers, he is 18 wks. Oh well, either way he is STILL not housebroken. Jake and I are definatly waiting a loooooooong time before we have kids. I only thought I had alot of patience, but Goliath has just about used it all. Poor Jake has tried to kill Goliath at least three times :) . We have finally learned a few tricks now to make things a bit easier. Gating him into the kitchen cuts back on wet sock surprises, and the disgruntling "oh, that's where that smell was coming from" surprises. When Goliath gets into one of his run like crazy moods, giving him a plastic bottle to kick around seems to do the trick. And the much looked forward to trick of putting him in the kennel during the night to stop the 3 am whining. He does have his good moods though too. He taught himself the fetch the ball trick. He loves to cuddle in my lap while chewing on a treat. And he looks so darn cute in the sweaters I force on him :) Pictures to follow later :) All advice welcome!