When Paul called me last week and asked if we could babysit Finnegan, an almost 10 week old Pug puppy, of course I said yes. I felt that pang of motherhood you feel when you think of holding a new pup and missed those days with Stella. (Sophie came to us at 6 months so was never really tiny). Of course, I didn't stop to think about the fact that Sophie prey's on vulnerable dogs at dog parks and pups need to be walked every 2 seconds. Regardless, Kathleen and Steve brought us Finnegan on Thursday evening and it was love at first sight. He's such a sweet little guy. He slept on my lap the entire ride home and was perfectly potty trained... for 36 hours. Now to his credit, he only had accidents on the hardwood or tile, thus saving our carpeting so I can't complain.
Sophie spent much of our first evening together in the crate. We didn't think delivering the news that Finnegan had been eaten would go over well so felt best to isolate my "loving" pumpkin. Stella totally embraced having a new playmate. They ran around like crazy!
Friday, I worked from home so used an alternate crating method during the day. Finn out, Sophie and Stella in and vice versa. When Paul got home that night, Sophie started to understand that she can growl but not attack. And growl she did. Every time Finn came near her, the furniture, her toys, me, a magazine... you get the picture.
Fast forward to our last night together, Sunday. Stella was over playtime and clearly wanted her house back. Sophie followed Finnegan everywhere he went. I think she started to think of him as her baby. Finally, they fell asleep on the couch - all 3 cuddled up together.
So what did we learn? With a lot of attention, Sophie can rise above the urge to eat unsuspecting dogs. Stella loves playtime but only up to a certain point. Finnegan is a good boy and all puppy... and he can come back anytime. Of course, I'll need to send Stella & Sophie somewhere for a few days :)
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