Introducing... Noonbarra Zeke

So we got a call at ten to one this afternoon (twenty minutes before we were going to leave for the airport), from Sydney airport with the news that "Your puppy missed his flight". Um... No, Mr Airport Man, you missed my puppy's flight, since all you had to do was pack his crate into cargo.

Zeke was then shifted to a later flight and touched down just before four thirty this afternoon instead of two thirty like he was meant to. We picked him up from the freight terminal and as soon as I got him out of the crate I knew I had the perfect little pup. There was a lot of traffic news, aircraft overhead, cars, and he was just alert, tail up, ears forward, watching it all without a care in the world. I walked him back a little way to the car and he runs. For an eight week old puppy with little legs he has some serious speed going on.

He is just... insane. There's no other word for him. He's an absolute lunatic; awesome toy drive, awesome food drive- once he realises I have food in my fingers and I'm not actually offering him my fingers to eat. Get-up-and-go like a little energiser bunny, but he's been settling quite quickly and nicely as well which is a bonus. He's quite body aware as well- he climbed half into the toy basket before (got stuck in the middle, whinged for a minute, then upended the whole thing all over the floor... but no matter). He's very, very mouthy. We need to do a lot of work on bite inhibition before he grabs, clamps and shakes. And it really hurts. A lot.

Charlie's in love with him- and Zeke's quite besotted with Charlie. They've done a lot of wrestling since Zeke came home.

I've had him for five hours and already I know he's going to be one heck of an awesome dog. I'm so excited to see what's in our future together, because without a doubt anything involving Zeke is going to be fun, fast and just a little bit crazy.