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It's official - I'm now a mother of two. Little Vixen arrived Friday night after a long day of travel. Three different flights, two of which were delayed, making her arrival about two hours later than expected. She did great, though, and is adjusting to her new home like a champ.
She and Brooskey are getting used to each other a lot faster than I thought they would. Brooskey loves her, but I'm not sure he understands yet that she's not just a wind-up toy. Vixen's opinion of Brooskey is a little less enthusiastic, but she does play with him and give him kisses until he gets on her last nerve, and then it's back to me for protection. I think once the novelty wears off and he gets used to her being around, he won't harass her so much.
Here's one thing the two of them have in common: they're both escape artists. I've written before about how Brooskey got out of his temporary sleeping arrangement in the bathroom his second night home. Vixen has the same arrangement for now, and she also managed to escape her second night. How, you ask? Not by jumping over the gate like Brooskey had done, but by chewing a hole through it! You see, we actually own two "doggie gates". One of them we only recently bought at a pet supply store, and is designed for dogs. The other was actually a baby gate that Chris' mom used to use with his niece and nephew, which she gave to us for Chiquita after the kids had outgrown it. The difference between the two, is that while the gate designed for dogs has a metal wire mesh, human babies don't generally chew their way through things, so the gate designed for them has a mesh made of a rubbery plastic. You can guess which one we were using to keep Vixen in the bathroom. Now don't worry, she didn't eat any of the plastic... she left the pieces she needed to remove to attain her freedom in a neat little pile for us to pick up in the morning. We are now using the gate with the wire, and there have been no more escapes. Still, we're closing the bathroom door when we're not home, just in case.
Vixen has a great personality. She's a little kissing machine and washes all three of our faces thoroughly every day. Her absolute favorite place to be is in my lap, and I'm more than happy to accommodate. And the most amazing thing... despite the fact that she's a wiggle worm, I can pick her up in my arms and carry her, and she holds perfectly still for me.
A quick update on Brooskey, too. He started his intermediate obedience class last week, and is working on learning to stay with distractions, to wait at doors until told to go through, and "targeting", which means picking up or otherwise acting on an object when we point to it with a stick. And he's still growing - weighing in at thirty-seven pounds last week!
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