Short Version? We rescued a dog before the fireworks on Sunday. She used her magic canine powers to lure MrZ and LilZ into her control and we ended up bringing her home and making her ours.
Long Version? Take the short version and add a HELL of a lot of eye rolling and head shaking on my part. Constant scoffing would be an understatement. I’m actually still not done shaking my head and muttering things like “I can NOT believe we have another dog. We have three dogs now. How in the hell did we end up with three dogs?” IN AN APARTMENT.
So. The dog.
She is officially LilZoot’s dog. Unofficially? She’s MrZoot’s as well and it took every ounce of grown up in him NOT to insist she me named SIBBY. LilZoot named her SWEETIE. Notice the spelling, he specified that as well. She’s been given a clean bill of health from our vet and is scheduled to be spayed next friday. We are fairly certain she was abused because she cowers a LOT and seems to flinch at sudden movements. She’s about a year old and is probably full grown. She is pretty close to house broken, but no where close to “trained”. She jumps like a freakin kangaroo which null and voids all of my “systems” I have set up to keep dogs out of the cat food and the cat poop. We have to become a bit more creative.
Now – the ultimate question: How does she get a long with the other animals?
Well – Bambi – our male cat – hates her. He has started growling and hissing at random intervals. Sweetie will be two rooms away and Bambi will simply hiss – just to remind us that he despises us for bringing home another dog. He’s never been a big fan of our dogs, so adding another has simply irritated the hell out of him and he’s decided to just begin hissing and growling at ALL the dogs. And even the human’s periodically. He’s pissed. He wants that to be noticed. I’ve noticed.
Of course, Bambi’s hissing and growling has done nothing to deter Sweetie from chasing him and taunting him, causing Bambi to plot Sweetie’s death during all available free time.
Cisco and LilGirl – my two Boston Terriers – seem more hurt and sad than anything. Sweetie has NO desire to be an alpha dog and is very submissive. This is good because we already have one Alpha Bitch (an no – its not ME – jeez). The Bostons just seem sad because they know things wont be the same and I think they really enjoyed ruling the roost like they did. I have been doubling up the love I give them to try to ease their minds a little.
I got more slobery Boston Terrier kisses yesterday evening than the law should allow. Everytime I saw one of the Bostons pouting? (yes – dogs pout – shut up) I’d love on them. I’m such a pushover. If they asked me to buy them a car right now? I’d do it in a heartbeat. Good thing they lack the ability to speak and opposable thumbs.
Sunflower – my female cat? Doesnt even flinch at the new addition. Thats just the way she is. She gives every living creature an opportunity to worship her, she is not biased towards species or gender. She’s just like me.