I quickly introduced the newest member of the Thorp family last Thursday, but it is now my distinct pleasure to formally introduce you to Oloffson (or Olie for short)! Now that we’ve gotten a couple days with the guy, we’ve learned a lot about his personality, and he sure is a firecracker!
He’s named after the Oloffson Hotel in Port-au-Prince, a place that made it through the earthquake relatively unscathed, and has tons of character. We wanted to name him something that gave him a connection to Haiti, but that also fit, so Olie (pronounced Oh-lee) seems to be perfect.
But as I’ve learned over the past four days, it’s incredibly hard to take pictures of a puppy, as they are in constant motion. It’s for that reason that it’s taken some time to accumulate enough photos for this blog post. Olie likes to do a lot of things, none of which we should be allowing him to do. For instance, on the patio outside, it’s practically his full-time job to rip apart decades of beautiful gardening work that grows almost exactly at his eye-level. He clearly hasn’t been told about Haiti’s deforestation issues yet.
But when not destroying the foliage, he likes to play, and by play I mean mercilessly bite your appendages. We’re in the process of teaching him that he can nip and not chomp down, but unfortunately he’s having a hard time soaking it in. Take the picture below. He looks so cute and peaceful laying on his back, but just as you go down to pet his belly and tell him how you just want to take a bite out of him because he’s so adorable, he lunges at your face and rips off your nose.
And while Jillian and I have found is that raising a puppy is not a fun and glamorous as it looks, we are learning as we go. For instance, he has a hard time staying upstairs without barking when it’s time to go to bed, so our inexperienced solution is to just stand in front of him saying “NO!”, shuffling back and forth so that we are always standing between him and the barrier that blocks the stairs. It seems to work, even if it means you have to stand there for 20 minutes before he gets it.
So while we haven’t really gotten a good night’s sleep since he’s arrived, there have been some major victories in the training department. While Olie clearly has no control over his constantly exploding bladder, he now no longer poops in the house! He saves that for our walks around the property that we now do about 10 times a day. He’s also learning to fetch, but it’s become clear that he really only likes the part where he gets to jump on you when he returns the ball.
So there you have it! I promise I won’t be posting every time he does something cute, but we’ll keep you updated on how he’s doing, and how many plants he has destroyed.