Ryo's pawrents were away on vacation, so we checked in on Ryo regularly, and once he was comfortable enough with us, we whisked him over for a one-night staycation. One night. For both of our sanity. I already felt like I didn't even speak in human speech for the entire weekend — I simply spoke in dog. 😂
He cautiously explored the small flat. Then he shamelessly plonked himself in a corner of the bedroom. So I placed his mat and toys there. He happily laid down. The first night, he took out all of Choya's toys from the toy box and played with all of them. He went to sleep only at 3am. Dohhhh. Choya didn't care and slept in her corner. I loved it that the two dogs gave each other plenty of space. He's quite the sweetie at home. In the day, he chilled out in his corners. Choya also chilled out in her corners. They were pretty quiet, tbh.
However, they need to be totally separated by a door when it comes to meal times. Choya is fiercely territorial over her food bowl. She deems all food bowls near her as HERS. It doesn't matter who the other dog is, or if she's a guest at someone's house. Once a bowl is plonked in front of her, she's in resource-guarding mode. If the floofs are being hand-fed, there're no issues. I was relieved that the thunderstorms held out during the two days. I really don't want to deal with two anxious floofs.
They also had a spat in the car one time because when the doors opened, Ryo decided to hop up without any help, and he promptly occupied Choya's regular mat behind the driver's seat. Choya went in after. She wanted to to sit there too. Ryo didn't want to give up the prime spot. She got annoyed and snapped at him. Ryo reacted right away and still didn't budge. Goodness. I told them to figure it out. The next thing I knew — they were snarling at each other. I scolded the both of them roundly, removed Choya and took her to the front seat with me. Both sulked all the way to our destination. SULKED. Seriously. Once we got to the park and started walking, they were fwens again. AIYOH THESE FLOOFS.
I cannot deal with puppies or high maintenance dogs or those who aren't toilet-trained. Wayyyy over that. Puppies are kinda cute, but not quite for me. I don't them to live with me. LOL I can deal with a Shiba-ken of any energy level. Dohhhhh. But I'd prefer it if they keep their mouths away from shoes, cables and whatever unpermitted items that will wreck havoc in their stomach and intestines.
I'm not going to have a second dog, or a cat. Choya will be the Only Dog. The Only Floof. I'm not inclined to foster any floofs. But I'm open to having them over for short staycations or if their pawrents aren't going to be around. I'm certainly not jumping on the Pawshake wagon. Pets staying over are extremely rare because I'm soooo judge-y. HAHAHAHA. It's not just about whether the owners and I are friends. It's about whether their dogs would acknowledge my 'overlordship' (so they won't run away from me and will heed my commands), and if they get along with Choya.
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