We thought another dog might be a cure for Rowdy's major case of separation anxiety. He loves his crate...as long as the door is open. When we're away, I'm pretty sure he never sits down, never stops panting and never stops training his ears to listen for the garage door to open. Oh, to have a dog we could leave unattended in the house without worry he'll shred the curtains on each side of the door for a third time! Supposedly this dog can have the run of the house and never get into trouble.
Elvis, his name from the group who rescued him from the pound/Cooper, his name from his foster family and now Murphy, named by the Fontana's, has done a pretty decent job of easing himself into our lives. Where Rowdy is NOT a dog, Murphy is. Murphy loves the pool, loves to bury bones in the backyard and as you'll see by this photo, LOVES kids and slept with Corbin all night. A boy's dream!
Rowdy is a Mamma's dog through and through...a little on the sissy side but Murphy is working hard to change that! Murphy knows Rowdy is in charge and he lets him be the Alpha dog. Maybe now Rowdy can finally be the man he was intended to be. Looks like Murphy might be staying!
2 comments:
When there is no more children - you add dogs and cats!!! Sounds like a plan to me! I wonder if Rowdy is wondering when he will be leaving??? Linda
WOW!!! How will he ever learn his name???? He has had so many! No wonder he has had so many homes!
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