It’s been awhile since I did a “Gibbs” update. Time has passed very fast and it has now been slightly longer than five weeks since Special Agent Gibbs joined the family.
There’s not all that much to report, really. He’s less wary of us than he was at first, though he still has a bit of “approach-avoidance” in his dealings with humans … which are usually overcome by the anything we might give him to eat. He is a bit food driven.
He had his first trip to the vet. Like us, she cannot believe that he’s 9-years-old. He’s the youngest-looking dog of that age any of us have seen. Even his teeth don’t show the amount of wear 9 years of use should produce.
Gibbs has started to (gently) throw his weight around. A little bit. Bonnie steals stuff from me and he steals it from her. They take it in stride. Apparently all is fair in love, cookie wrappers, and napkins.