Life With Ralphy And Ernie

He hasn’t even been here a week but he’s wiggled his way into our lives. Ralphy, a 10-month old rescued Japanese Chin, came on a trial basis last Friday. It was a bit awkward at first. Ernie, my 5- year old Chin, is rather shy. He likes other dogs, one-on-one. He did freak out at the Chin Fiesta last year when there were 20 little Chins and lios of people running around Theresa’s backyard. He hid under the bushes; it was really funny. He was okay when I held him. So I was a little worried about how he would take to Ralphy and at the same time, I thought a companion would be good for him.

The two of them have been shy around each other. Ralphy knows that Ernie is the top dog. But they have decided that bedtime is the time to play, which isn’t all that great. However, yesterday afternoon they had a real playtime in the late afternoon. They played so hard that they knocked out my internet and I had to save a few other things that were crashing into. They played like real companions, which is just what I was hoping for.

Ernie is a napper and observer. Ralphy naps and then wants to chew–on anything. Luckily, I have some chew toys that Ernie and Spikey (now across the Rainbow Bridge) weren’t interested in; they aren’t/weren’t chewers. Ralphy probably chews because he is still a puppy.

House training is coming along well. I just need to figure out his rhythyms and timings. We’re doing well with that, but i still keep puppy pads for accidents. He knows “no” which is a great thing and he’s very obedient.

Tomorrow we’ll make the adoption official. Ralphy has his “furever” home, just like Ernie. I am one lucky Chin mom.

About mairedubhtx

I am a "youngish" grandmother of 15 year old twin granddaughter who has recently (is a year "recent"?) adopted Islam as my way of life, much to the consternation of my family. I love to read. I love to write. I am writing a book about my decision to revert, about my spiritual journey. I have another blog about stories from my youth, my parents, and grandparents. It's a blog so my OCD daughter will not be able to throw it out when I die. I suffer from depression and anxiety, for which I am treated, so my posts may be a bit dark at times. C'est la vie.
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