The new dog is home and sleeping under my sewing table. It was strange how when Casey met him at the shelter, she ignored him. Now, she doesn’t. They are both figuring it out, which means….DOG FIGHTS.
If you have ever introduced two new dogs in your house, you know what that means. It’s the ritual of establishing the pecking order. Casey was #2 dog when Winnie was around, but she’s telling Sparky that she’s not going back. And right now, that’s okay with him – but that doesn’t stop her from an occasional reminder.
My goal is just to keep the boys out of the way. It’s gone well, all things considering. I took them both for a walk tonight and it worked. Running in the backyard…not so much, but getting better.
I’ve got to take some pics of him tomorrow. We’re starting him on some training. I plan to mosey on down to the park with the little boys and start him off with sit and down. He also needs some leash manners. But, he’s a smart dog. A pointer – he pointed to squirrels today. It was pretty funny.
