Lancaster is not trained for anything. I tried my best to train him to do the little things like fetching something or playing dead, but my patience got the best of me.
He does know some stuff by habit like the following:
1) Lying down on his back for tummy rub (a demand that looks charming so I always concede)
2) Going upstairs and pooping on the landing EVERY SINGLE TIME.
3) Licking our faces at home when we're sleeping.
As for the pair of glasses that he's wearing on the pic, that's the most he can do to project that he's a trained dog.
Lancaster's not your typical quiet dog. A Spitz needs to be a Spitz. He always grabs, bites, and clings to us at the household. We have various ways of restraining him when we are not in the mood to play with him (he's a big bundle of energy). One way is to keep him busy thinking how he would get out of the silly clothes that I make him wear... kinda like the moment captured on the picture.
Lancaster: "If I could just shred this hideous hooded hoopla..."
Lancaster has grown much bigger now at 6.5 kg. His Santa Claus costume that I bought him at Robinson's Galleria didn't fit him to my surprise. Instead of waiting for a new stock for a large size, I opted to replace my purchase with the yellow Lacoste that Lancaster's proudly wearing on the picture taken by my younger bro. No, he's not a registered voter. He won't be romanticizing any yellow ribbon anytime soon.
I finally caved in. This is cheesy, yes. I finally bought Lancaster his first pet shirt. So sue me for making him believe that he's a superhero, er, a baby kid.
This is Lancaster's first encounter with a big body of water. He seemed so amaze to see so much of it in one place. I guess he got so used to seeing only the size of his pee.
Lancaster attempting to look at his reflection. "I'M A DOG?! OMG! I THOUGHT I'M HUMAN!"
Location: Eastwood, Libis, Quezon City
Lancaster finally got to be walked. And the winning venue is Eastwood. Oh well, it was convenient because his vet clinic is in the same area. Upon arrival in front of Eastwood Mall, we were welcomed by a smaller pet puppy (I don't know the breed) which came with a kid companion who seemed more hyper than Lancaster and the smaller puppy.
Walk of Fame
I particularly liked this shot of Lancaster when he was walking along the local equivalent of Hollywood's Walk of Fame. He arrived in style as if to be guarded by his entourage (my dad, mom, and siblings). Someday, you'll get your own star, Lancaster!
Then we saw these huge-looking dogs being fed by their yayas. Lancaster got spooked because he probably realized that their poopoos can outweigh him.
Have a photo op with the bone.
Make sure that cameras are clickin' before you tear into the bone. You never know when you will be an endorser for a dog food brand.
Pray over the bone.
There are lots of puppies going hungry worldwide, so a li'l thanksgiving to God is just the right thing to do before going wild on a bone.
Start gobbling like crazy.
This is the time to let go of all inhibitions and forget about man and dog. It's just you and THE bone.
Lick in the goodness.
Who says to let go of dining etiquette? Lick after biting.
September was the month when Lancaster had to visit the vet again. New master. New vet. It was two days before the disaster that was Typhoon Ondoy. We were at Eastwood City, Libis, Quezon City for his scheduled check up. Little did we know that the place would be flooded on a Saturday.
<<< Here was Lancaster peeking behind his record at the vet clinic.
For now, some flashbacks...
ON OUR WAY TO THE VET CLINIC LANCASTER WAS TOTALLY QUIET
AT THE CLINIC, GROOMING-CRAZY PETS GREETED LANCASTER.
HIS DOCTOR PREPARING FOR THE CHECK UP.
AT STACKERS AFTER THE CHECK UP. LANCASTER KEPT HIS EYES ON MY CARAMEL SUNDAE.
LANCASTER STRUGGLING TO JOIN IN ON OUR SNACK
LANCASTER OPTED TO JUST DO PEOPLE-SIGHTING WITH MY BROTHER.
LANCASTER IS SUPPOSED TO ATTEND A PET BLESSING TOMORROW.
I got all zombie in Ace Hardware one morning after my night shift work. I know, I know. Ace Hardware when I should be at some highly specialized pet store? Anyway, I bought Lancaster his first puppy shampoo, a poop bag, the works. I also bought him this mint-flavored edible bone for teething which he would run away from for 2-3 days. Then I saw him tearing into it after a while.
I know he likes to bite around, even biting on my feet and legs, but sometimes I need to remind myself that I am no walking dog bone. And it's about time I distract him from peeing on my bed. He's done so 4 friggin' times already! Someone help me!