While I really want to tell you about the Westport St. Patrick’s Day Race we ran yesterday, I know you really just want to hear more about our new dog. So I guess running stuff can wait until tomorrow.
The transition to a two-dog household hasn’t been as tough as we expected. While Simon is just a tiny bit dominant and territorial, fostering a Weimaraner for a few weeks this winter seems to have successfully introduced him to the idea of another dog living in our house. He is not nearly as posessive of our attention as he was during the “practice” round, and he has been much quicker to let his guard down when the new dog is nearby. This time around is a bit different for us, as the new dog is now just as much our dog as Simon has been for the past 10 months. There’s no room for special treatment.
It took us a full 48 hours to give the new guy a name. The first night he was referred to exclusively as “Number Two” (insert many bathroom jokes/Austin Powers references here.) The overwhelming favorite among friends was Garfunkel, but I refuse to be that lady at the dog park yelling, “SIMON AND GARFUNKEL!” like a hooligan. On the other side, I was the only one who found any entertainment in naming the pup Leroy. While I’m just a little disappointed that I won’t be able to refer to him as Bad, Bad Leroy Brown, we are all very pleased to have settled on
Since Seabass came from Animal Control, we don’t have much infomation about his history. They’ve guessed his age at 9 months – so he is a very good match for Simon in terms of energy and temperament. (And we get to skip the needy puppy phase!) He looks just like a chocolate lab, but if he is really 9 months old, he seems a bit small. His attitude is much more relaxed than our first-born – he is the type of dog to be content laying at our feet, while Simon wants to be in our laps destroying productivity at every moment. However, after just 48 hours, we’ve already noticed some positive changes:
We have every confidence that Sebastian will change the tone of this household for the better. I wouldn’t go so far to say that he and Simon are the best of friends – there has been a good deal of intervention when play gets a bit too aggressive for our comfort – but they are certainly wearing one another out, which is a very good thing. They each took three naps today. Simon hasn’t fallen asleep on the living room floor since he was a tiny puppy. And we go for runs regularly!
Sebastian appears to be in mostly good health, despite being underfed. We do think he may have a case of kennel cough, but that’s nothing a trip to the vet can’t resolve. We’re working to determine his level of training (sit=yes, with encouragement. Wait=yeah, right!) and hoping his stay in a cage at the pound caused him to only temporarily forget the rules of bathroom etiquette. We went the whole day today without incident, so we think there’s hope!
There is a good chance our pets will control our lives for the forseeable future. We had been discussing a short 3 or 4-day getaway in April, but at this point it seems like more of a hassle than it is worth. Right now we don’t even know how we plan to have both dogs in one car at the same time!
Any tips for managing multiple-dog households are very much appreciated. It’s been good so far, but we’re definitely learning as we go!