Meanwhile, Tuppinz Farm is pleased to introduce… Molly Pipsqueak!
We were worried that Emma, our nine-month-old rescued Doberman pup, was getting a bit too big and bouncy for our older dogs. Our vet thought it could be a good idea that Emma have a playmate her own size and energy level. We figured, in for a penny, in for a pound, right?
We were pre-approved for adoption over the internet, so Emma went to the Humane Society and “interviewed” some dogs. We let her choose because we weren’t too concerned what breed(s) a pal was, as long as it wouldn’t challenge Emma’s authority; she’s a pretty assertive dog who requires a lot of training, and we didn’t want any “moving up the totem pole” scraps with siblings later on.
The humane society counselor brought them out, one by one, selecting them himself according to how he thought they’d “go” with Emma, and without us seeing them in advance. Emma met a German Shepherd, a Coonhound mix, an American Staffordshire Terrier or Pit Bull (very cute), and some others. All were about a year old.
The dogs all got along well enough with Em and she with them, but nothing really clicked, so I said, “Thanks anyway,” and was going to leave. But the counselor said, “You know, we have some younger ones, would you mind trying her with one of those?”
As soon as Emma saw this little girl, and she saw Emma, sparks flew. They ran up to each other, and it was love at first sight. Emma has grown up overnight and now is very interested in “her” puppy, and is busy teaching Molly how to play appropriately, and distracting her from things she’s not supposed to do (which Emma would do herself the day before!) They keep each other active and then they are out like lights, so it works out perfectly.
When we took Molly to the vet for her first check-up, Emma watched the pup the whole time she was up on the table to make sure the vet didn’t hurt her. The girls are always side-by-side, whether playing or sleeping. The other dogs like the pup a lot, too, and she respects them.
Poor Molly had to go out so frequently that we knew something must not be right, and sure enough, the vet found a bladder infection. Now that she is on antibiotics, she (and we) can sleep through the night without frequent potty trips. At least the smart little girl knew to ask to go!
Molly is about 16 weeks old and weighs 24 lbs. (Emma is 67 lbs. now.) Molly was a stray when she was brought to the shelter at just 12 weeks old. We think she may be a Black Lab/Husky and possibly Border Collie mix – our vet practiced for many years in Alaska and she says Molly looks just like a sled dog pup. She is smart and very obedient – very willing to learn and please (unlike her rather obstinate older sister). Molly certainly has a voice and she yodels and “talks” a lot which is quite amusing.
Tori and Val are very happy that Emma is not trying to get them to play tug-of-war all day long. I think Emma is just too smart for her own good, and needed “a job” to do. We’ve always commented on how watchful and attentive she is – well, now she has something to watch over, and she is just loving it!
Molly is apparently very comfortable in her new home, as her ultra-relaxed napping posture seems to indicate. Her new Lupine collar (and Emma’s, on which we constantly get compliments) is from Hugs For Homeless Animals – every collar, leash, or harness you purchase helps support their efforts.
And now I must dash… it’s puppy playtime!