Doppler spent Thanksgiving with family! She was at Cheryl and Steve’s with her brother Bentley.
When I first met Doppler at the pound in Wallingford I noticed her ‘tough love’ relationship with Bentley. That hasn’t changed. They spent a lot of time on the floor with Doppler’s open mouth around Bentley’s neck. This is how they play! Doppler never hurts Bentley and vice versa.
Steve said he didn’t want to give Doppler back! If one dog is fun, two dogs are twice… maybe three times the fun.
Doppler adjusted to life in our house instantly. Other than her play with Bentley we have never seen an aggressive move. In fact I haven’t even heard her bark (Helaine has once when the washing machine was objecting to an unbalanced load of towels).
She has no desire to chew so we’re thinking with time she’ll be safe as a ‘free range’ puppy. Right now we plan on isolating her in the mud room when we go out.
The downside to her lack of chewiness is her disinterest in toys. She just doesn’t care! Yesterday I squeaked a little ball incessantly before rolling it down the hall right in front of her. Nothing.
We’re pretty sure she was house trained before she got to us. When she wants to go she gives reasonably obvious clues.
Part of our goal is to have Doppler travel with us. This afternoon Helaine put her in a shoulder bag made for carrying dogs. Though she was a little reticent to get in once she was there she made no effort to get out. We assume our Sherpa bag for airplane travel will be similarly received.
She’s the perfect dog to carry if you want to get picked up by a supermodel… at least that was Helaine’s assurance to me. Supermodels, you already know how to reach me to try this theory out.
We are incredibly lucky. You can be lucky too. Local shelters, like the pound in Wallingford where we found Doppler, are jam packed with puppies looking for a little loving.