He cooked weird…

Me and Fawkes went up to pet smart today to pick up some new toys. He’s teething and he’s also losing interest in his toys quickly. Fawkes grabs A LOT of attention. Primarily because he’s so darn cute, but also because he’s so odd looking for a pit bull. The first thing people ask is what is he mixed with. Well, he’s not mixed with anything else, just 2 breeds of pit bull. He’s Gotti and Razors Edge breeds. But for whatever reason, he just looks weird.

Just look at those precious ears!! He will grow into them, but I just think they are the cutest things ever.

That’s him, getting settled into a car ride, favorite toy and of course, his blanky.

After much research, I’ve come to realize that all pups look different! Strangely, all the pups in the liter looked similar, the basic brown and white. Except Fawkes. He’s the only one in his liter that turned out like this… White and grey and black. That’s what won my heart though. I always go for the different and unique! His mommy was a brown razors edge, and his daddy was a white and grey Gotti. So, my response to those unbelieving and curious souls: he just cooked weird. 🙂

Days 2 & 3: Warning Labels?

Day 2: Sunday

These puppy things should come with a warning label. Fawkes has SO MUCH ENERGY!!!

Now that Fawkes has gotten a little more acclimated to his new home and surroundings, he’s gotten braver, and 100% more energetic. Pryde has brushed him off, not really bothered by him. But when Fawkes starts cutting up and acting a fool, you will catch Pryde looking curiously confused peeping around a corner.

One thing that Pryde and Fawkes has in common is sleeping upside down. It’s actually kind of cute: 

After the little man’s nap, he’s a big giant ball of energy, resulting in his nickname “The Terrorist”. He leaps around, growls and barks at EVERYTHING he comes into contact. Mostly cute, but exhausting at the same time!!

Day 3: Monday

Today is Fawkes’ first day to the vet. He’s not too thrilled, and is too young to enjoy the attention. The doctor told us there is no way this puppy is 7 weeks, and is inclined to believe he actually 3-4 weeks old. WAY too young to be separated from mommy, and will for sure be a handful because of it. Also, with his young age, he’s still developing, and has a heart murmur. The doctor said he thinks this is a result of his still developing heart, and he should be cleared at his next visit. He weighed in at 5.8 pounds, though, meaning he’s sure to be a large dog.

 

 

After taking Fawkes to the vet, Chris and I decided to go to Publix and get some dinner things. I put Fawkes in the half bathroom, and put the gate up, and he starts crying, and we leave. We come back, and Fawkes has knocked the gate down, is running loose in the house like a crazy person, and has strung the toilet paper from the bathroom all over the place. TERRORIST.