Here's the breakdown:
Good: He loves me and follows me around like a love-sick puppy. This is amusing when I spend an hour on Saturday putting things away, roaming the house -- up and down, back and forth. Not so amusing when he nearly trips me going down the stairs.
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Good: The girls love him. They poke him and put hats on him and blankets. And he never barks or snaps at him. He tries to dodge them, and hides from them, but he's not a threat.
Bad: He likes to pull the hair off their toys. Only one Barbie has been harmed thus far, and not a very popular one, but it's something we'll need to watch for in the future.
Good: I work from home on Fridays, so I enjoy the company of having someone to "talk to." In the past, I just sounded like a crazy person. Also, he sleeps ALL day -- which, I guess, is what he's used to. So often, I'm talking to a sleeping dog. But that's better than nothing.
Bad: He's taken over our dining room/living room as "his" space. So he eats his snacks and chews his bones in there. Many of his accidents take place in there, too. So the carpet is getting yucky. In just a month there are a few "crusty" spots. Time to learn how my carpet shampoo-er works. Ugh.
Bad: And he smells. Do all dogs stink? Is that a thing? We gotta figure out how to remediate that this weekend.
Good: He's quiet, is nice to visitors and will do just about anything for a treat (from me, not Dave). So, there's a good chance training him will go well.
Anyway, looking forward to the next month, as we continue to get used to this little animal in our lives.