I (Hope) posted this picture on facebook – just to show my boys being incredibly cute yesterday evening. Torque (the dark brindle boy) is younger and absolutely adores Teddy (the fawn boy). He’ll often go to where Teddy is relaxing and lie down next to him, or on top of him, if he can get away with it. Teddy rarely seeks out one of the other dogs to cuddle, but doesn’t object when they find him.
Anyway – I had a couple of people comment that my dogs seem to get along so well, asking don’t they ever squabble? The answer is not really. Teddy, like any big brother, occasionally finds his little sibling annoying and lets him know to knock it off. He does the same with Booker, Fran’s Boston Terrier and perpetual motion machine.
In the past our dogs haven’t always gotten along as well. Many years ago we had a Boston Terrier and a Brussels Griffon, Dragon and Daemon, both boys. They would occasionally get into real battles. And, of course, the natural “mom” instinct kicks in and you reach in to separate them. Not a good idea – which we found out when a few stitches were required.
After that day the protocol in the house is: if the dogs start fighting, shriek at the top of your lungs, wave your hands over your head like a crazy person, and run in the opposite direction. Aside from keeping us safe, it’s stopped every incipient fight. The dogs just stand there wondering if we’ve lost our minds.
