2.01.2007

pupdate

Pup + update = pupdate! Too corny?

In the last 24 hours, here are some sights and sounds that Tala experienced for the first time: TV, music coming from a stereo, dishwasher, alarm clock, people walking outside (she lived in a very rural area), cars warming up on driveways, and various beeps and clicks from a computer.

She is fascinated by them all! The cutest was the TV. She stood in front of the set, ears way up, cocking her head from side to side, then stood right in front of the speaker, staring. She's not afraid of anything, doesn't freak out, she just looks rapt.

I'm feeling bad for Cody, she's clearly not enjoying any of this yet. Allan reminds me - and rightly so - that it's way too early to make any judgments or pronouncements.

When we first brought Cody home, Clyde, our little terrier mix, beat her up for three solid days. Clyde would jump up and nip at Cody's face; Cody had little pockmarks where she was missing fur all over her face and head. Clyde wouldn't let her eat (we had to feed Cody in the bathroom with the door shut), wouldn't let Cody lie down anywhere in her sight. It was brutal. Then, after three days, Clyde accepted Cody as her slave, and all was well. It takes time, and it simply hasn't been long enough to see how this new pair will shake down.

Meanwhile, all these complicated dominance dances are going on, and I suspect many more that are invisible to us. Tala barks in Cody's face a lot, and Cody stands stock-still, baring her teeth, making fierce growling noises. Any of you who have met the sweet, meek Cody would be shocked to see her looking so fierce and feral. It's a good thing we know it's nothing to worry about, cause it looks pretty scary.

Tala also circles around Cody - a wide circle, giving her plenty of room, but always facing her. Round and round she goes with a happy, playful look on her face, then she darts in real fast, makes a swipe at Cody's tail - always the tail, never the face - and darts out again.

This morning in the backyard, Cody showed the first signs of playing with Tala. She was still wary - and afterwards, she resumed her snarling - but it might have been a breakthrough.

On the plus side, they walk on-leash great together. Tala is already comfortable with the Halti, and will sit quietly while we put it on. We're putting her in the crate and leaving her alone for a couple of hours every day, to get her accustomed to that.

10 comments:

dogsled_stacie said...

Congrats on Tala's arrival!!

I can relate to her reaction to the indoors. That's exactly how a couple of my guys were. And believe me they get used to it FAST!!! Scarily fast.

Ripper is STILL interested and excited with my every move inside - and whenever there is absolutely anything out of place (which is um, very often!) he notices. He remembers where he found a ball 6 months ago. Pretty freaky.

And Sage, after almost 2 years, has now finally discovered... the couch! It was like a lightbulb went off in his head one day. And getting him off of it is a bit of a struggle...

Here's hoping to Cody and Tala getting to be great friends! :)

L-girl said...

Thanks Stacie!!

Their memories are so amazing. In NYC, our dogs would remember a spot where they once found some old pizza, and make a beeline for it months later! The negative side of that is a badly (and repeatedly) abused animal like Buster never getting over his fear.

Tala hasn't discovered the couch yet, thank goodness. :)

Thanks for your good wishes. And btw, I replied to your comment about the sled dogs, back there somewhere.

M@ said...

For my money, there's nothing as fun as a dog's fascination. Recently Bean started to search behind the TV when there was the sound of a squeaky toy on some program or other. And then there was the time she stared at the ceiling after a clip on the CBC played the sound of the inside of a chicken barn. The whole morning she kept glancing nervously upwards.

Such a fun, happy time for you. I'm a little jealous. (But so happy that there are some pics up! Woo!)

M@ said...

Oh, also -- are those still Cody's imported sticks? Very sweet.

L-girl said...

Recently Bean started to search behind the TV when there was the sound of a squeaky toy on some program or other.

!!!

And then there was the time she stared at the ceiling after a clip on the CBC played the sound of the inside of a chicken barn.

Those kinds of things are hilarious. We haven't really seen that since Gypsy, so this is a real treat.

Oh, also -- are those still Cody's imported sticks?

Yup! Imported from Port Credit.

We don't have a huge amount of big trees over here. I think we'll have to collect sticks when we go hiking. :)

David Cho said...

And they don't sniff each other's butts? Or did you decide to omit that part since every dog does it.

I have had to babysit dogs from time to time, and the presence of a new dog seems to make no difference to Noah. He just wants to play, but other dogs seldom respond to him.

L-girl said...

And they don't sniff each other's butts? Or did you decide to omit that part since every dog does it.

A little sniffing, but not very much. It's much more face-to-face interaction.

I have had to babysit dogs from time to time, and the presence of a new dog seems to make no difference to Noah. He just wants to play, but other dogs seldom respond to him.

But Noah might behave very differently if any of these dogs came to stay. I have found that dogs know the difference between a temporary guest and a new family member. It's uncanny.

David Cho said...

I have found that dogs know the difference between a temporary guest and a new family member.

Hmmm, you think so? I have had a guest dog staying for more than a week at a time.

L-girl said...

Hmmm, you think so?

I really do. I think they pick up all kind of nonverbal cues we're not aware of, and that they sense "this creature is now part of the family" or "this is a guest".

When we brought Cody home, Clyde was instantly mean to her. From the first second they met. She had never been like that to any other dog.

David Cho said...

You are probably right. They know the moment they walk into a vet office or groomer's that they are there to get worked on, not to play. Noah starts shaking immediately. Somehow they know.