It's been raining nearly every day here in New York, which is no fun indeed. Funny thing about cities is that they don't deal with Nature very well - one big rain and the subways are sorely delayed.
The rain also means lugging the camera to and fro but hardly using it at all. It also means a small dog at home who refuses to walk outside.
Cute face yes, but don't be fooled. Favorite pastimes include tormenting our cat, picking up trash and causing a ruckus.
Rupert already has quite a good understanding of the English language. He knows many more words than I did at 10 months.
He knows 'Are you hungry?', 'Do you want food?' and 'Do you want to go outside?' If the answer is affirmative, he will violently cock his head to the side. If only so-so, he'll merely give a small nod.
He can discern 'carrot' from 'lettuce' (yes, this dog is quite the omnivore). He knows 'greenie', a chewy green treat, and 'stick', a chewy stick-like treat.
And then there is the awe-inspiring 'pig's ear', which will always illicit a violent spin of the head. He loves pig's ears and will do almost anything for one.
Related posts: A Rupert Update, On Rupert and the Wild Parrots of Brooklyn and Doggone It, Rupert is Six Months Old.