Maverick (Mav) has been with us for about a week and a half now. He's almost 10 weeks old and is a Brittany. He came from the same breeder/kennel as Scout. His full name is Cross Creek Maverick but his call name is Mav because of the one syllable.
(This does not mean Scout likes him and this definitely doesn't mean Jett likes him but he's a very sweet little guy. He's eager to play and eager to please. They are all slowly warming up to each other.)
As far as being a puppy goes, he's a good one! He's better than Scout was and miles better than Jett (I sweat just thinking about puppy Jett). We had gotten Scout at 6 weeks old and I think he developed some unhealthy attachments and anxiety because of it. So far Mav is just anxious about when it's time to eat.
He loves his crate, he generally lets us know when he has to go outside, and he's so snuggly. I forgot how puppies can't walk on leashes and can't sit or stay or lay down. I'm used to talking to grown-up dogs. I also forgot how much puppies need to nap and how they're always trying to unalive themselves by eating whatever they find. I'd also forgotten how much puppies love toys; our dogs lost interest in toys totally by age 2 and just wanted to be outside running and chasing rabbits and digging holes in Colorado. We've accumulated a lot of dog toys over the last week or so and I've pulled out all the other toys I had stuffed away.
Mav is certainly my little shadow right now and follows me everywhere. Wells loves him and so does Sutton but he gets a little too close to her for comfort, right at her eye level.
I'm keeping track of his age in the same way I did with Scout. They have birthdays the same week in May so he'll be at the same stages of development through the seasons.
Scott took him to the gun range after we'd had him for a day and this is how bothered he was by hundreds of shots going off at once:
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