His new name is Mr. Bilbo Baggins. He is a total love. He is easily distracted from chewing, and loves his toys. He sleeps with me, and wakes when I do; sleeps when I do. I call that a real benefit in a baby.
He scratches quite a bit, but there are no fleas on him. We rinsed him, to no effect. I suspect he did have fleas at one point, and now is having phantom itching, like with amputees having phantom pain.
Other than that, he is scary smart. He was housebroken in two days, and now is learning the doggie door. (He knows how to come in, but hasn’t figured that it is also for going out.
Aside from all this, he is bringing joy to poor Boo, the scared scared Corgi mix we had adopted a few months ago. I never thought I would see him romp, but he can’t resist the pup, and apparently the pup has also convinced him that I am not so bad after all.
So, you can call this one a success.