Overall, Newman is a fairly well-adjusted canine.
Of course, the environment he is being raised in will change that, but for now he's doing pretty well.
He's free of annoying habits, save for one.
In the morning, while I'm desperately filling my body with caffeine and Newman is waiting for his play time on the driveway, he will fetch some toilet paper or kleenex from the bathroom garbage (or anything chewable, really), and slowly munch it to pieces on the rug.
He is very careful to make sure he covers as much of the rug as possible.
Ha. Clever dog – but I am smarter.
To prevent Newman from doing this, I have a strategy.
I take kleenex from the garbage myself. I chew it in my mouth. I spread it all over the rug.
Presto, chango behaviour. He looks at the kleenex and figures he's already done his duty.
Pretty smart human, eh?
What a dumb dog!
HELLOOOO NEWMAN: Laughter is your sixth sense
