Introducing our newest addition, Princess Snowflake Sassypants.
It is interesting to note that Opie refuses to use her full name, I can’t imagine why. He calls her Sassypants which is really no way to address royalty.
In any case, a lot of people have wondered how the other animals have taken to our puffball and let’s be honest, it’s been a little dramatic.
Bubba has mixed feelings, he’s glad there’s finally a dog in the house that he can boss around a little and she adores him. She snuggles up to sleep against him whenever she can.
But she also thinks biting his toes and running away is the best game EVER. He counters with a suggestion of tug of war but that’s when I have to intervene as I’m pretty sure this game would end with a three pound Princess Projectile flying across the room like Super Dog.
Princeton P. Kitty, on the other hand, is very insulted that we brought a dog into his house without asking his permission first. He wouldn’t speak to us for the first day or so. It’s not that he objects to having another dog, he just thinks it was rude not to consult him in advance. He’s also not thrilled with the fact that the Princess Snowflake Sassypants has clearly never seen a cat before, much less a hairless one. And she likes to run around, chasing him all over the house, barking at him nonstop as if to say "Hey! What are you? Are you a dog? Huh? What are you? Didn't you hear me? I asked you a question! WHAT ARE YOU?!!” with typical puppy exuberance.
He’s decided to retaliate with a little prank I like to call “Blair Witching.” Remember how those campers who kept getting woken up in the middle night by something that kept beating on the side of the tent and terrorizing them. That's basically what Prince does. He waits until we put her in the playpen, sneaks up to the side that is fully covered, then starts beating on the side to get her worked up...and it totally works.
I sense much drama in our future!