It’s been 45 days since our last update, so I thought I’d give you a peek at what you’ve missed since May 30th. He’s 5 months old now, as of yesterday. His last weigh-in – using the scientific method of weighing myself with arms empty and then weighing myself with his golden weight – was 60 pounds. That was about a week and a half ago. I fear gigantism.
As for his personality template, he’s definitely developing his own. He loves to play ball, only he uses a rock and doesn’t really care if anyone else plays or not. He picks one up, throws it in the air, watches where it lands, runs at it, picks it up again, throws it again, and so on and so forth. He can’t stand the gate to his crate. He hasn’t had to spend any time inside the crate yet but he randomly walks over to the open door of it and starts growling, barking, and batting at it like it just talked smack about his mother. He loves walks and hates when anyone leaves on one without him. He sits, he shakes, he cuddles, and (yes) he still sleeps through the night entire. In short, Marvel is a good boy and 100% a golden retriever.
I could go on, but you’re here to view him not my dulcet literary tones. I’ll get out of the way now and let you see Marvel, from May 31 to July 13!