My-90%-of-the-time-Good-Dog

Last February, I had the brilliant idea to go “just look” at the Humane Society. (Chris, of course, was at work, so he couldn’t stop me). Naturally, I found the puppy of my dreams. I texted Chris at work to see what he thought- we weren’t engaged at this point, but we both pretty well knew that if I got a dog, eventually it would be half his. His response was “No.” Then, “Please don’t get a dog.” I convinced him to meet me at the Humane Society after work, just to SEE. (By this point I had been holding the dog for almost 3 hours, because if I put him down, he was up for grabs, and I wasn’t about to let that happen) So he came, and of course he fell in love with him because he was the most adorable puppy I have ever seen. Finally, he told me to get the dog. Luckily, I had bought him about an hour ago, so we didn’t have to waste any time waiting in line.

10 months and 40 pounds later, Apollo’s a really good dog (90% of the time), but he’s also the strangest dog I’ve ever seen. I don’t know if anyone else has a dog that does this, but whenever he gets fed, he barks once, takes one mouthful of food, runs under the dining room table and throws it all around. Then he runs around sucking up food like a little vacuum cleaner. After he’s finished with that, he eats the rest normally. He also steals my left shoes- only my left ones- and hides them inside the couch. He also jumped out of the car window last week. Luckily we weren’t moving, but now the car window will be raised high enough so no loony dogs can exit whenever they please.

Above are a picture of Apollo as a puppy, and recently, after playing in the mud at the park. Kathleen