Houston

It's not the city I'm writing about, it's the puppy.  Houston is a 10 week old puppy of dubious origin.  He has a warm and cuddly personality, and seems to understand what's expected of him, though he's not always up to doing the right thing.  I hope to teach him to get along with our chickens, ducks and turkeys, but so far he can't seem to resist the urge to make them fly.  Anyone have any pointers?

Puppies are so sweet, aren't they?