

E10: Two dogs and what really changes
Bruce got Max, a Chihuahua, as a birthday gift he hadn't asked for; he says now he'd never have chosen the breed himself, and that his vet is more wary of Chihuahuas than German Shepherds because of what she calls the little dog complex. Ben watched Bowie walk into a household with three bigger dogs and decide, within days, that he was in charge, taking whatever he wanted from dogs three times his size and never once being challenged for it. Makenzie has talked me out of a sibling more times than either of us can count, most recently by screaming in terror when a cat casually walked past her. None of the three of us added a second animal because the timing or the planning lined up. This is a conversation about what actually happens to a household, and to the dogs already in it, when another one arrives. Bruce's household grew one animal at a time, mostly by accident: Nipsey the cat, rescued off the street on a hot August day; Max, a birthday gift he hadn't asked for; Patches, taken in from a cat colony during a cold winter and still too scared to leave the bedroom months later. Judge, his first dog, turned out to be the aggressor with Nipsey rather than the one who needed protecting, chasing her under the bed for days at a time before they settled into an order of their own. The conversation moves through Ben's early mistake of feeding Bowie separately from the bigger dogs, convinced he needed protecting, before realising Bowie never needed it at all. Through the week Ben's other dog spent bonding with Kane, the German Shepherd, before he could even move in. Through my own case for keeping Makenzie an only dog: the naps that now run for hours, the cat she's more frightened of than curious about, and how quickly she can tip from fine to not fine with nothing in between. The decision looked straightforward from the outside. From the inside, it rarely is. Find everything at: https://pawplexity.substack.com
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