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It has been two weeks since the last update. Time is going too quickly, winter has left, well according to the calender, and spring is here. Although from this picture you would never guess!! Hungry moose from the kitchen window.

Davie's own private frozen moose turd provider!

It has been six weeks today since Davie came home. That is such a short time but it feels like he has been here forever. He has really settled into the routine around here. The only remaining issue is his lack of trust with the guy in this house. It is SLOWLY getting better. Especially now that that person has realized this is a long term project and that if he is patient it will happen sooner. I must admit the two of them have had me in tears which doesn't help either of them. It has also forced me to do more research on fearful dogs and to realize he is on the far left of the spectrum if you call the far right the worst.

He loves out daily runs on the bush with his two buddies. We are lucky to have a place where the snow has been well packed so we can still do a good walk without the dogs or us breaking though the snow.

Davie has also started classes and is a pro at "no mugging". He is comfortable in class and it is good that there are two guys in class so he isn't just surrounded by females of both the two legged and four legged variety.

Shiloh, Ivan and Lexi

We went and watched the huskies sledding for two Sundays, Davie didn't get to try because the last day it was too hard packed for a beginner. He has however got his own harness now thanks to his Auntie Franny so we will be trying that with a waist belt over the summer so he gets used to it. If we get really brave we may even try him on the dog scooter!!
Davie is an awesome dog, he loves to play with toys, is food motivated, and likes other dogs, so I could not ask for much more. He is very well behaved, but also has a mischievous streak, he loves to steal shoes and clothes. We will work though his fear of people. After all Maggie and Abby couldn't leave me with the perfect dog or what would I have to challenge me. Abby was my perfect dog, Maggie was my teacher..
For now Davie's job is to help fill the hole in my heart that they left behind. He is doing a very good job. He looked at me today, when a little brown Abby turd appeared from under the snow and I almost started to cry, as much as if to say. "It's okay I am here now and we are going to learn so much together."