Anyone who has a dog knows that the house suddenly feels so empty when our canine friend is no longer there. Barely 24 hours after saying goodbye to Blackjack, my husband was already talking about getting another dog. Another 24 hours later, and he’d phoned a local breeder to make an appointment to visit. And a further 24 hours later, we were at the breeder’s, getting licked to death.
72 hours is all it took, not to forget Blackjack, because he will never be forgotten, but to bring another furball into the home.
Please meet Gibbs
He’s 3 months old, weighs in at 12 kilos, and is a Flat Coated Retriever. His real name is actually Mako de la Passe de l’Eider but, aside from being something of a mouthful, our neighbour has a chocolate Labrador puppy called Moka. Moka, Mako, Mako, Moka, we knew we’d be asking for trouble and adding to the general confusion with a name like that lol. So we’re keeping to our NCIS theme with animal names.
Photo doesn’t do him justice, but it’s very overcast here, and Gibbs is a black dog. What I hope you can see from the photo is how gorgeous he is, and how alert.
First 24 hours with him have been brilliant. We have only had one puddle in the house and Gibbs already obeys the command “assis” (sit), knows that our front door and back garden gate lead into HIS house. He has already taken possession of his bed, his toys, and boy, can he wolf down his food rations in the blink of an eye!
The cats haven’t yet reached a decision on whether or not Gibbs is welcome. Our cats have always lived with a dog, but they don’t like change, and Gibbs’ arrival means just that.
I’m also facing the added problem that Ducky has to stay indoors for over a week following his unblocking. He also has medication to take twice a day but has decided not to cooperate at all. Need to put on my thinking cap and find creative solutions for that.
Anyway, you’ll be seeing more of Gibbs as he grows, and befriends the cats. I don’t think it’ll be long before cats grudgingly accept him.