My little heathen is FINALLY growing up! And it's about *bleeping* time! :lol-sign: I was shocked to realize that, over the past few weeks, Voodoo has dramatically reduced his chaotic output. He's quite content to curl up in his favorite chair and snooze, or stretch out on the floor and chew a toy. There is much less galloping and madness. Don't get me wrong, he still has his moments of sheer puppy insanity and energy. But they are growing fewer and farther between. Hubby commented on it last night. In his words: "Did you realize that we just ate dinner and watched an ENTIRE movie without being harassed by Voodoo?" Usually, our evening experience includes such famous Voodoo interruptions as: -Trying to squeeze on the couch -Active begging for popcorn/snacks -Several attempts at squeezing into a lap (he thinks he's a lap dog) -Having drooly, soggy, squeaky toys shoved at you -Pathetic "poor neglected puppy" whimpering when afforementioned squeaky toys are not thrown at least 50,000 times. -Pausing the movie at least 2-3 times to run and confiscate forbidden items (socks, kleenex, TV remotes, etc.) from thieving puppy. *tears of joy* I'm so happy! Voodoo might actually grow up someday! Perhaps he won't be a Horseman of the Apocalypse for the rest of his life. But you know what's funny? I kind of hope not. It'll be awfully quiet around here with no puppy mania.