Hawk slept in our bedroom last night. Pharaoh chose to sleep in the living room. We gated the two rooms apart so Hawk wouldn't go wandering. He didn't even try to go wandering. He slept pretty well, but he did make some wierd noise that scared me. I thought some man came into the room and said "Hey!"
This morning Rachel walked Hawk. He didn't poop for her like he did for me last night. She came back and went back to sleep. When we both woke up awhile later, we went into the living room to say hi to Pharaoh. We couldn't find him. We thought maybe Rachel's sister lost him. We eventually found him hiding behind the couch in the tiniest space. I have found him there a few other times throughout today, and each time I have pulled him out of there. I want to discourage his hiding.
I took him for another walk this afternoon. When he walks he looks all around at everything. Seems like NYC is pretty distracting for him. When we arrived at our destination, I told him to sit, but I had to repeat the command with a push down on his rear until he sat briefly. I heard more whispers today. Two homeless guys were debating if Hawk was a great dane or not. Two people asked me if Hawk is one of those "running dogs." One guy was excited to see Hawk, thinking that I found the whippet that escaped at the airport a few weeks ago.
Hawk met a little girl today. She pet his nose and he was very calm with her. That makes me happy.
Rachel fed Hawk this morning, but he didn't eat until 1 pm. When he ate, he ate quickly. I need to get out of the apartment and let him get used to being home alone.
Here is a picture of him lounging this afternoon. He follows me all over this apartment. I must truly be his pack leader.
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