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We recently spent three nights with our daughter, Russell, her husband, Mark, and their two beyond cute #Norwich #terriers, Tucker and Ginger. It went very well.
At the door, all three dogs stood and sniffed each other, after which they immediately went into play mode, leaping, jumping and running. After that, they usually warily ignored each other. The only reason, apparently, for one dog to keep an eye on the other was to make sure that he or she did not have any left over or ignored food in their bowls.
The only adjustments that we had to make was to take the cage from the car to our bedroom and, if Tucker and Ginger were running around and our bedroom door was open, to feed Gizmo in the cage.
When we went out to celebrate Grace’s birthday, we quickly heard barks from Gizmo. After a few minutes of debate, ending with “is this cruel or, if we do something, will that mean that Gizmo has won and is re-trained?”, we put a leash on Gizmo, took him downstairs and put him into our car, which would have our comforting smells in it.
That was when we heard barks from the two Norwich terriers left at home. Oh, well, we couldn’t make all three dogs happy at once.
We went to a Music in the Mansion performance, at the Greystone Mansion in Beverly Hills, where we parked in the shade and left Gizmo in the car. But he began to bark. It took three trips back to the car and several stern “No’s” before he settled down.
Other than that, Gizmo accommodated to being in a home belonging to two other partially territorial dogs.
"I'm an animal lover - but I wouldn't say I love my dog as much as I love my daughter. That's just stupid." Judge Judy
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