I was afraid that Tim would savor the poison instead of the mice. I removed the vermin poison and substituted them with mouse traps instead. I hide the traps in places where Tim cannot reach them as he would be that curious as to do himself harm by investigating these mouse traps.
Tim is a noisy dog. He barks easily at provocation. He barks at strangers who come up to my gate. His bark is worse than his bite. He sounds intimidating but he has never bitten anyone before. The postman tells me that he has butterflies in his stomach when he sees Tim running up to him with his fierce bark.
Tim sleeps on a comfortable rug placed at the foot of my doorway just outside my front door. He loves to sleep. Whenever I see him napping on his rug, I am reminded of the adage, let sleeping dogs lie. I will let him sleep for as long as he wants for when he is awake, he is very active and I seldom get a moment of peace and quiet.
Tim has the liberty of playing in the garden whenever he likes. He plays by himself and he loves to play everywhere. Tim behaves as though all the world is his playground. Sometimes, I have to tell him to mind his manners when the playing gets rough and out of hand. Tim loves playing with moving objects the best. He is as playful as a young puppy can be. He will chase butterflies and birds.