First Day Home

I don’t know quite what I expected from this first day with our new dog, but I certainly hadn’t expected it to feel quite this… peaceful.   This pup is calm and gentle and friendly; he leash-walked like a pro, he cooperated during his first sink bath, and he hasn’t made a peep yet – not one yelp or bark or whimper.

He’s beside me in a wire crate where he has slept – peacefully – for most of the day.  My movements in the office cause him to open his eyes, and when I make eye contact with him, his tail thumps against the wire of the crate.  His tail wagging prompts in me a corresponding feeling – a combination of recognition and affection — that’s hard-to-describe.

I think we’re bonding.