Adding to the Family
I take a long time to recover after losing a pet, but Greg has been wanting another rottie even while Iko was alive. He was afraid he'd die before getting one more. It felt morbid to me, but I understood. We're at that age where we're starting to think about endgame exit plans.
Nana (the border collie who wants to rule the world) was the problem. She dislikes other animals. She especially dislikes female dogs. ...but she is a little more forgiving with baby animals. That's why Jammy the cat integrated so well. And I hope the puppy will too.
Greg finally got his rottie puppy. His name is Odin. I preferred a different name, but this is Greg's dog so he had final say. I think he'll always be Odi to me. Maybe when he's bigger he'll look more like an Odin.
He's a very sweet puppy. He loves people (unlike Nana) and is quite confident for a puppy so young.
I think every instance of introducing new family members is unique. You have to take in your own family's dynamic. Are there children, senior pets, disabled or senior people, long work hours, or weird schedules?
There's no one size fits all. It's been a work in progress for us. If our test kitten was any indication, Nana should accept Odin too. (Eventually.) Little does she know he'll be bigger than her by next year. By then I hope everyone will be friends, or at least allies.
I'm a little obsessive-compulsive with new animals. I make it my mission to learn all their quirks and habits. This way I'll know when something is off. With both of us retired, it's been easier raising this puppy because someone is always on call. We won't be giving him much freedom until he's old enough to get all his shots. Until then he's under a watchful eye.
By the way, it must've been kismet when we got this puppy. We saw the ad on our 44th wedding anniversary. You can't really tell much about puppies so we asked to see the parents.
Odin's dad reminded us very much of our Tank. It almost felt like a message. And then when Greg saw this little guy, it was love at first sight. I knew we were taking him home, even though I begged Greg to examine the puppies with his head and not his heart.
Obviously, that advice fell on deaf ears. :)
What's been your experience when bringing new pets to the family? Was it an easy transition? Did you have any resident hardliners who didn't accept the new pet?