The first few days that I spent with Sharav were a whirlwind of confusion. Vitaly had mostly housebroken him, but when I took him outside to go to the bathroom, he… didn’t know what to do? Or where to do it? And I was not prepared to show him!
In the beginning, I was playfully letting Sharav bite my hands because I thought it was adorable and harmless, until someone wisely told me to cut it out right away, or else he would grow up to be a biter.
I was also letting him lick my face (a fun game called נשיקות) for a few months, until someone explained to me that it was unhealthy.
By the way, do you know how to train a dog not to jump on you? It’s by kneeing the dog in the chest when he does.
Don’t try this at home. Tel Aviv, May 2008. Click any photo to see more.