I must be a masochist of the worst kind. There is a new puppy in the house, Sadie the bloodhound.
She is 10 weeks old and already can reach the kitchen table. Big huge baby. We went for a walk today and she was not happy about the leash but she was very happy to be outside. Until Rock, the mastiff next door came outside. Sadie laid down and made herself very small (yeah, right!) while Rock sniffed her over. Then she barked at him and he ran over to his own porch...'cause he is basically a big baby too.
Anyway, Keesh seems to accept the puppy with no problem but Caesar and Louis are insanely jealous. It's worse than sibling rivalry among children.