Getting to know you

When we brought Ginger home, Eddie fixed us with an icy glare that signified his extreme distaste for the prospect of a furry sibling. He hung out in the dining room and watched the puppy chaos in the kitchen through the baby gate.

A couple of days later, Annabelle and I tried to get Ginger to settle down between us on the couch while we watched a movie. Eddie was hanging out on the back of the couch though, and Ginger was delighted to have an opportunity to give him a quick sniff. Eddie continued to look less than thrilled, but he didn't run away--whether that's due to extreme self-confidence or laziness, I don't know.

Last night, Eddie actually entered the Puppy Realm (formerly known as the kitchen). He perched high on the counter and looked down and generally drove Ginger nuts with excitement:



Yesterday I took Ginger for a walk down the street, and she actually got stalked by a cat! One of the neighbor's cats was out in the yard, and I expected her to run away when she saw Ginger. Instead, she approached us, engaged in a little sniffing punctuated with some hissing, and then FOLLOWED US DOWN THE STREET! Poor Ginger has no idea about cats who run away from dogs, given that the lump sum of her feline exposure is with these 2 obvious mutants.