We took our first walk with Fate this afternoon, just an hour or so after we got home. In a day, Fate seems acclimated to the leash, I do this by walking straight ahead, holding her on a tight leash, she can either come along or get dragged around, I walk slowly so she can keep up with me easily, in a few minutes she had it, we took her and Red up on the road where we walk every morning and will be tomorrow. She walked easily, especially given it was a hot day.

We won’t let her off the leash anywhere until she has a good and fast recall, she is learning this from Red already – his presence is in invaluable teaching tool. She is just getting to understand her name, and the concept of coming to us. This will take awhile, she is only 10 weeks old, doesn’t yet have the attention span for intensive training, but we can start on the basics.

Fate is an aroused pup, she is chewing on things every minute, grabbing fingers, clothes, anything she can find. This is not something I will tolerate for too much longer – actually not at all. We will channel this into appropriate things – her stuff, not us or our stuff, and if she doesn’t we’ll grab her nose and hold it, flick her on the cheek with a finger, throw empty soda cans with pennies at her feet to get her “off.” I call those dignity issues, I don’t have dogs treating people like a chew bone, not for one day. Our relationship is one of mutual respect, not dominance on either side. The walk went beautifully, she’s on the team.

We also put her in the backseat with Red, she rode along beautifully. I’m keeping a watchful eye, but she seems already housebroken to me. God bless crates.