Huck, Pure Gold

I've learned some really important things these last 11 weeks.. like how to trust my instincts and how to distinguish Jack's needs based on his type of cry, how to function on a ridiculously small amount of sleep and how to change a diaper before having my first cup of coffee. All very important things, of course. But another thing I've learned is that, hands down, I have the best dog a girl could have.

Since the day we brought Jack home, Huck has been the most well behaved, oversized pup imaginable. No jealousy nor aggression (although I didn't expect that to begin with) that some people warn you about. He hasn't been acting out or having accidents in the home or displaying any behavior that shows he is less than happy with our family's newest addition. And man, I just freaking love my dog!

I love when he shows an interest in Jack, licking his feet or simply just laying close to him every opportunity he gets. I love when Jack sees Hucks tail wagging a mile a minute and then cries out when Huck moves away wondering where the pretty, golden fluff went off to. I can't wait for the day when Jack is toddling behind Huck all over the place. I have a feeling these two will truly be the best of friends.

The only negative concerning Jack's arrival for Huck has been some weight gain. We had the rainiest March ever here! (Like seriously, records were broken and all that jazz.) Poor Huck didn't get his usual daily walks, and well... he may have added a few extra pounds to his midsection. Baby weight, I tell ya, it effects the entire household apparently. 

But overall, Huck is doing great and I couldn't love that spoiled pup more. He really is the best big brother Jack could have asked for and I feel so lucky to have the sweetest Golden imaginable. 

"Can I lick him, ma? Can I? Can I?"