The Princess Has Arrived!

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Pup has about worn herself out inspecting Her Majesty’s realm. Cassie’s endless barking (the cause, after all, of her relegation to the dog pound) is a bit of a distraction — Pup doesn’t know what to make of it. Sometimes, neither do I.

She’s baptized the floor four times, but managed to pee outside once(!). She did poop outside…probably because the human has an undue interest in standing around outdoors after puppies have eaten.

🙂 I do love all-tile flooring.

She and Cassie managed to eat in the same room with no competition (Cassie has to be fed in another room when Charley is here; otherwise he’ll grab her food). The only bad blood that’s arisen has been over a couple of Greenies I put down (for the uninitiated, a “greenie” is a chew toy that allegedly cleans dogs’ teeth). Dogs can’t really grasp the concept of “hers” and “mine.” In the dog mind, apparently, it’s all “MINE!”

Had to take those away. Cassie’s is still grumpy and growling, though I think she’s getting over it.

She’s such a LITTLE pup that it wouldn’t take much grumpiness on Cassie’s part to inflict some damage. And I’m not sure how much exercise an eight-week-old corgi needs. She’s pretty darned energetic. Races and races and races and races and snoozes briefly and springs up and races and races…. Cassie’s not inclined to play much — she prefers to save her energy for barking — and so it falls to the human to keep this small beastie amused.

And right now with the puppy quiescent, I think I should stick her in her crate and take Cassie for a doggie walk, by way of soothing The Royal Nerves.