We Slept Together the Very First Night
So my wife and I picked up our new puppy yesterday. His name is Gus. He is a Yellow Labrador Retriever. He joins Sadie, who is almost 14 years old, and Beau, who is 6 years old. They were not too enthused about the idea of bringing in an 8 week old baby to change their lives. Three is a crowd perhaps.
We spent the day as an orientation period. Gus seems smart and curious. He is pretty brave. He likes following the older dogs. He wants to make friends. They are usually tolerant, but Beau snapped at Gus when he got too close to his personal bone. Sadie left the living room at bedtime and, instead of sleeping there as usual, showed up in our bedroom. Turns out that was a smart idea.
It was a smart idea because Gus cried and cried from his crate, which I had placed in the living room, thinking he would be comforted by having the other dogs around him. Not so much.
I remember my father sleeping on our screened porch when we got a new puppy years ago. He did it so as to take the puppy out to potty during the night. Also, I suppose, to keep it company.
So I copied my Dad in a modified fashion. I found the puppy shut up as long as I laid down in front of the crate. I stayed until he fell asleep. Then I sneaked away to join Sugar. An hour later, I was awakened by pitiful crying from the crate in the living room. I took Gus outside to see about peeing or pooping. Then I put him back in the crate. Then he cried again. Then I laid down in front again.
We repeated the process every hour or so. We went out four times.
The successful part is that there have been absolutely zero accidents in the house.
Gus feels that I am learning quickly how to sleep in front of the wire door to the crate so he can watch over me. It only took a few times for me to catch on.
I am sure gonna miss my wife. I really prefer sleeping with her.