I could learn to dislike Sydney. I love being outside sitting with the puppies and watching them play, but now that Sydney has discovered that I have bare skin, I can't stand to be out with him unless I can distract him. He played for awhile this morning and then attacked my foot, my leg, and even leaped up to grab the hem of my shorts. "NO!" did nothing at all. I finally had to come back inside. It appears that my two choices are to bundle up in long pants and socks when I go outside in the 95 degree weather, or sit inside and watch them through the window (or let Sydney inside to pee on the floor).
I'm really hoping he gets adopted tonight!