As I mentioned elsewhere yesterday, our 9-year-old Labrador "Maggie" lost her litter-mate sister "Millie" back in March. (We had her put down after she stopped eating and the vet found a probably-inoperable "splenic mass/tumor". )
I suppose that Maggie missed her sister to a degree, but it's actually been hardest on my wife. Maggie is a bit of a loner, while Millie was my wife's little shadow. My wife kept bringing up the idea of getting Maggie a "little sister", but it wasn't until last week that she got serious and started combing the Internet.
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Well, we brought the new pup home this morning. She was one of the last of her litter to be chosen, and the first to "leave the nest". She turned 7 weeks yesterday.
We played with her in the front yard for about an hour before bringing her in the house. That gave Maggie a chance to meet her -- and to do her best to stay as far away as possible!
Maggie didn't seem to like the "visitor" much. But the puppy stole a chance to get close while Maggie was upside-down, getting scratched.
When we finally brought the puppy inside, we took her right to her bed. It wasn't long before she was "sacked" ... and she's still there nearly 2 hours later.
PS - We haven't picked a name for the little girl yet. We're waiting a bit to see what she suggests.