To say moving to America has meant big changes for me is an understatement.
In the UK I didn't (and couldn't) drive, I had a fairly frantic marketing job in the non-stop world of websites and magazines and I didn't have the lifestyle for any pets.
What a difference four months can make.
Here I am in July 2008, living in West Hollywood, currently a man of leisure and I'm chauffeuring my new puppy around the streets of L.A. in my first ever car, a Honda CR-V.
We all attended our first ever 4th of July party yesterday and Cooper was a very good pup (we're hoping the host thought so too). He wasn't that fazed by the fireworks either, but being the over-protective parents that we are we made sure he was inside and safe at the time.
Today we've been trying to instill some order into our apartment - not such an easy thing to do when you have an eleven week old puppy.
Then we all jumped in my car and went for a drive down Sunset Blvd to Santa Monica to enjoy the scenery and get out of the house.
I can't wait until Cooper is fully vaccinated so we can take him out properly. Only five weeks to go...