6th November 2023
The day dawned, everything was quiet in the dogs room.
We didn’t have the best of nights, mainly preempting what might happen in the morning.
We each had our roles, I would be at the door to let them outside whilst Kelli opened the door to the dogs room and open Amelia’s cage.
To our relief they all followed each other out into the back garden.
Kelli went out to see if the new girl would do her piss and poo. My job was to dish out the food.
As soon as the door is opened they all rushed in like their lives depended on it.
From that on, she was much calmer, she tried to play with the others, but they weren’t keen, so there were the occasional growls to indicate their disinterest.
After breakfast it was walkie time, the first time there were three dogs to control, and it took a bit of getting used to.
Several times of the day we put her in the cage whilst we worked, of course there had to be calming doggie music playing to chill her out.
We didn’t want to come back inside and find all our shoes shredded. This also gives our dogs a chance to rest as they are guarded most of the time.
It is like having a child running about, getting under our feet and needing attention.
There were plenty of toys in a basket that had been generally destroyed by Phoebe in the past. She used to tear the squeaker out, then leave the rest. Amelia on the other hand takes this to another level. The fabric part is torn to shreds and the stuffing is all over the floor, the place looks like a crime scene.
I bought her a bone from Menards, once she got her jaws around it she didn’t stop until it had gone.
It certainly a bit different around here, we’re hoping that life settles down a bit so we can get back to normality.
Another Lifetime to go 