Baby gate? Check. New food and water bowls? Check. New leash? Check. Treats on which to chew? Check. Bright new yellow bandana around Lou's neck? Check and check.There is a new dawg comin' to town. Named Noah, looks like an "Oliver." Or a "Nelson."
I'm going to set out to pick him up in about ten minutes. I'll shoulder the nervousness for Louie. Nervous? No. Not really nervous, I guess, but I am a bit trepidatious. Same thing? Maybe. I am just hoping that 1) they get along--which I do anticipate--and 2) that Noah/Oliver fits in, here, to my and Louie's schedules, as seamlessly as is humanly (or canine-ly) possible. I have a dual dog den, now, in my dining room. Two of everything.
Let's hope that it stays that way.
