Hercules Has A New Threat

And it is no longer the Hoover vacuum.  He probably wishes that was his biggest concern. Now that all the boys are back from sports camps they want to exercise their new pet around the clock. My husband gets up at 6, walks the dog, and so begins the steady stream of humans in half hour succession repeating this same scene. Then the lunch time walks start. The mid afternoon. Late afternoon. Early evening. Walking, running, fetching, siting, laying, shaking. Over and over. My husband reenters for dinner and says,"Hercules! Hey puppy! Want to go for a walk?!" The dog does not respond enthusiastically. He lays there, against the couch wagging his tail but not even lifting his head.  He could care less about that stupid vacuum.  Now it's the leash that is the threat, and another person who wants to take him for a walk. This dog will be the most physically fit canine in the state of Pennsylvania by the end of the month.  My one son ran him so hard yesterday my son started wheezing, and today another son took Herk swimming in the creek. On top of all of these walks and runs! The dog is treated like royalty from others too. We went on a picnic on Sunday and left my sons friend in charge of walking Herk, feeding him etc. We got half hour text updates on the dogs status.  I knew more about what this dog did in 6 hours then I ever knew about any of our kids. Looks like Hercules moved right in.