She is such a mellow dog, and I love it! I have no idea what her bark sounds like because she hasn't barked yet. (Ruby does that enough for both of them.) Petal can generally be found sleeping or quietly playing with toys.
The antler chew is a favorite.
There's the antler again.
"Hi, Ruby."
Dog stuff has taken over our family room, in a wonderful way. Three dog beds for two dogs ... seems perfectly normal to me.
... and, of course, there's a hoard of toys.
The cats are becoming accustomed to Petal's presence. Alice came around quickly, resuming her normal habits and attitude within two days. It is taking longer for Dorothy. She's an anxious little thing anyway ... having a big new dog is something that's gonna take her a while to completely accept. For now, she spends her days on our bed, instead of under it like she did for the first four days, and she does come downstairs from time to time. It's great progress for her!
Hanging out on the bed.
That's Dorothy sitting on the bottom step, checking Petal out from a safe distance.
Some evenings she gets very brave and comes downstairs and sits in my lap!
Our only issue with Petal continues to be teaching her to do stairs. Our front six stairs are almost mastered at this point, though sometimes she stops and freezes for whatever reason and won't move. We are patient and positive, and generous with yummy treats, to encourage her to go up and down the steps and walk the yard without fear.
Petal and Ruby get along perfectly together! They are both gentle dogs, and they really seem to enjoy each other's company.
Last Friday, we made it official ... changing Petal's status from Foster Dog to Adopted.
Am I overdoing it by taking a photo of the adoption contract envelope before I mailed it?
Earlier today, I took a few minutes and made Petal her first custom collar with a piece of velveteen that I have been saving for something special. Special fabric ... special dog ... perfect match.
As I sit here in the family room right now, Petal is sleeping peacefully on one of the dog beds. The little voice in my gut was right on this one ... she is ours, she is perfect for us, and I am thrilled to have her in our family.
Welcome home, Petal!
