This is Zak. The last time I took care of Zak was the summer after my graduation from high school. He was just a little pup then, and a mischievous one at that! Now he’s a old fella, a twelve year old senior. He can still get into mischief mind you, as was evident by the coffee grounds sprinkled throughout my living room a couple days ago. Zak will be staying with us for a couple months as my parents make their transition to this part of the province (yay!).
I am curious to see what it will be like with Zak. I have never lived with a dog and I am interested in seeing both the joys and challenges of having one around. Already I can tell you that having him here is forcing me to wake up earlier than I would like. If my children ask me to prepare breakfast before seven in the morning I simply point them in the direction of the nearest fruit. Zak, however, doesn’t respond to this kind of direction and will pace around the living room until I feed him which tend to be by seven at the latest! Other than having his meals punctually Zak is easy going and has a gentle soul. The children seem comfortable around him and he tolerates their shenanigans well. I don’t think that it will take long for him to fell at home here.