Two Dogs are Even Better Than One!
By Bernadette A. Moyer
We have two lovely white pure bred Bichon Frise dogs that we absolutely love and adore. They bring so much joy to our lives and we treat them like our children. For the longest time we had just one. Then when our children started leaving home we decided to replace that void by loving and caring for another animal. It has been nice and definitely a good decision. My husband is the first to state, “I have a lot to give” and right now these dogs are the beneficiary.
I can’t imagine our home without them. They are frequently groomed, bathed, updated on their shots and medical care, trained, played with and most importantly they are loved. We enjoy shopping for them and during the cooler weather they sport some nifty attire. They travel with us and enjoy road trips just like we do.
Their personalities are happy and loving and they are so loyal. They follow us from room to room and they sleep with us too. We love them and I am fairly certain they love us right back.
When we brought our second dog home we already had this sister Happy for about a year and a half. She was the one and only and she did really well. Bringing Chipper into our family was just like adding another child, like bringing home a new baby. He was tiny as a puppy and needed special care just like any baby. Initially she checked out this new life and seemed like she could take him or leave him. They are true brother and sister from the same Sire and Dame.
You can glean a lot about relationships watching dogs interact with each other. Since I am the second born I could only imagine the adjustment for my oldest sister when after three years of having our parents all to herself, I came along.
Chipper is definitely all alpha male and even when he was smaller in size, it didn’t stop him from pushing for first place, leading the way or making sure that he mattered in the pecking order. As a “mother” of these two I do my best to make sure they know that they are both loved. Happy on occasion will snap at her brother just like siblings do when they feel threatened or like as if one is feeling more loved than the other. Happy expects to be first and to be loved; he actually tries harder for it.
When I am absorbed in my work and not giving him attention he comes up behind me and pulls my hair and scratches on my arm until I hold him and hug him. He knows how to get the love that he needs and wants. Again these dogs remind me of children and family relations where each member is vying for position and their place in the family.
One dog has been great but two dogs have been even better!