My dog is a genius.

He now goes up the stairs, and he knows “watch me”, “sit”, and “down.”

Okay, so maybe I use the word “genius” loosely, but Jan pointed out that Enzo does at least have the Albert Einstein hair.

Things with Enzo are going well. I’m meeting with a dog walker today that will hopefully be able to walk him during the day so I don’t have to come home during my lunch hour. He also seems to be tolerating some dogs better, which is a good sign. This weekend I’m going to take him to a dog trainer to get him evaluated against a bunch of different kinds of dogs to see if we can figure out exactly what kind of dog he doesn’t like. After that, I’m going to try to enroll him in a group obedience class so that he can be socialized with the other dogs there. He’s a genius.

On a completely different note, isn’t it amazing how luxury car makers with all their fancy options and extras, always fail to install turning signals? Or so it would seem, since people in nice cars never feel the need to signal when they change lanes.

This is Enzo. He’s my new dog. Mariel and I got him yesterday from the Pets In Need shelter in Redwood City. He’s suuuuuper cute. He’s generally well-behaved, except for a couple things (i.e. he barks at dogs smaller than him, he likes to mark things when other dogs are around, and he doesn’t like to go up the stairs to our apartment.) He seems to have some Chow Chow in him (from the purple tongue and his tail) and he’s also probably got some terrier in him. According to the shelter he is about 2 years old. I’m excited. Hopefully some of you will get to meet him soon.