Moving past the travel trauma
So today was the day, and everything almost went according to plans.. almost. The final flight was slightly delayed, causing the pickup to be closer to 7 PM rather than 6, but thats
alright, Mark was there and waiting regardless. I got my first encounter finally when he arrived at my workplace, to which my coworkers eyeballed his size and queried, "How old is he..?" He wasn't terribly thrilled at being there, having only just arrived after a very long and unpleasant voyage, but we got home in one piece. He was much better on the second car ride, being sang to and whatnot :P I'm never more confident than when I'm singing, and it transmitted to him, and he calmed right down and napped for the 20mins home.
My cats.. were not pleased. They themselves haven't been with me too too long, and had only recently adjusted to Jinx--but Jasper calmed down within a few minutes (Milo disappeared for an hour..). I wish I had a picture of them fuzzed, its hilarious.
He was led in, of his own volition, into the house and to his area - his crate, essentially, though the whole kitchen is puppy proofed and will be our staging grounds for the next couple of months. Spent about 30mins-1hr getting him comfortable with his crate, which
worked very well. Not long after he was carrying his favorite toy items into the crate for storage - I'm thrilled! He calmed down enough to eat, which led to his outdoor adventures..
Jinx was with us at this time, and she loves her outdoor time, and was particularly hyper since Dad didn't come home on time today! Comet was confused, but eventually settled down to eliminate (after being harassed by an excited Aussie). No accidents tonight :) That was only the first of two successful potty times, he'll be a pro in no time at all.
All the pictures of Day 1 are in my Picasa webaccount linked on the right (6/24).
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