I got this photo of blind Moose, our new arrival, at the breakfast table this morning. This big fellow has turned out to be a perfect gentleman with impeccable house manners — that flickering tongue notwithstanding. In fact, he is one of just a handful of dogs who are granted "sleep-over" privileges and allowed to sleep in our house at night. Moose makes number 6. I can't think of a dog who instantly earned sleep-over privileges in their very first week with us, but that's the kind of guy he is. He's so quiet he hasn't even barked yet! The only noise he makes is the thumping of his huge tail every time we talk to him or walk by him.
And he is incredibly gentle with the small dogs … too much of a push-over, in fact. A couple of nights ago he followed Alayne into Birdie's Cottage as she was putting the dogs up in their crates and handing out the bedtime cookies when Widget — the only one in that cottage who doesn't go in a crate — sensed some competition for her cookie and snarled at Moose. The poor guy had shown absolutely zero interest in Widget's cookie but there she was, teeth bared and snarling at him ("Widget! Not a pretty face!"). Moose slinked away and cowered by the wall, head down, with a sad, apologetic look on his face that seemed to say, "Oh, jeez, I'm so terribly sorry — I didn't mean to upset you!" It was really rather pathetic, this 99-pound dog cowed by a 20-lb, eight-inch high Widget. Alayne escorted him safely out of the cottage.
But that shows you just how sweet-natured and easy-going he is. Our original plan was to move him over to Widget's House, our main dog building where the other "big dogs" are, but he's not going anywhere. He's going to be staying right here. Next to the table.
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