My 9 week old lab puppy Sam is divine. He's responding well to training and apart from the usual puppy joy in destruction etc he's much easier to look after than I thought he would be.
I just feel like I'm not doing everything I should be. Between training, crating, getting him used to a collar, making sure his interactions with the cats are slow and calm and controlled, getting him out to the toilet as often as possible, encouraging him to eat because he's the world's only picky Labrador, socialisation so he doesn't end up afraid of everything...it never ends!
I knew it would be hard work and I don't resent it, it's more that I look at him and think, 'Am I doing it right? Am I giving you the best chance? Am I giving you everything you need?' And then I run back to my puppy book or frantically start googling to see if I'm screwing him up for life.
It's hard!