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Hi. My name is Harry, I'm a Guide Dog Puppy in Training and this is my Blog.

Atherton Appeal

Harry supported Guide Dogs' appeal to equip the brand new training school for the North of England at Atherton. He was keen to help as he was to be one of the first puppies to train at the new school.

Harry was at the launch of the appeal on 7th October 2008 where he got to meet the Press. One of the newspaper articles can be seen here.

June 25, 2008

Weekly update – 23 weeks

Harry is now 23 weeks old, and this week for the first time, we don’t know how much he weighs.  We know he’s more than 25kg and that he’s fit and healthy, so we’re going to take a break from the weekly weighing routine and move to a monthly check. We also know that 25kg is HEAVY, especially when he stands on your bare foot.

Sometime over the last week Harry finally finished teething and he is now the proud owner of a full set of bright, shiny, pearly white teeth.

Showing off his new teeth

We’ve checked and they all seem to be be there, no gaps. This is great news for Harry but it’s also great news for us, as it means an end to the endless washing of blood covered toys.

Harry has had a busy week- going to the carnival in a nearby town, and shopping for longer periods of time. His behaviour in shops is excellent, although if we stand in one place too long he gets a bit bored, lies down and starts to snooze. Harry’s also had lots of social interaction with other Guide Dog pups, although he is still a little wary of any strange dogs he meets

Earlier in the week Harry had to act as a big brother to Summer who doesn’t really like travelling in the car, and went for a trip with her to show her how it was done, just like Goldie did with him. It’s hard to believe he’s grown up so quickly and now it’s his turn to show the younger pups how to do things!

As he is now so grown up we decided it was time that his kennel door was left open overnight. This is the start towards moving Harry from the kennel to his new dog bed. The first night we lay awake nervously, wondering if he would discover an otherwise hidden destructive streak, but the next morning there he was at the door to greet us, tail wagging furiously, with all the table and chair legs still intact.  Phew.

Asleep in his kennel