Dear Everett, Paisle is determined to sleep on top of Ansel. Whenever he retires to his basket, tucked in by yours truly, she waits until I leave the room, and then climbs on top of him. She is now half his size in weight, though not in stature, and sometimes he immediately climbs right out of the basket. He then sits in the hallway and complains, until I go kick her out of his basket, tuck him in again, and the cycle starts all over. Eventually, he gives up and lets her stay, or gives up, gets out, and finds another bed in which to sleep.
Paisle has also shown an interest in really large sticks. Now truth be told, she is already much better at fetching anything you throw for her, than you. She brings everything back, whereas you had to be conned into returning the toy, or soccer ball, or stick. This stick is much too large for her--all she could do is get it off the ground but she was not able to move it. I'm certain that will change with time. And she's also showing your strong drive to play.
I wish I could say she has your genes, but there is no relation between you. In fact you are different breeds, from what I can tell. I don't think she has any Rottie in her, and I don't think you had any mastiff in you--but who knows. She will be a heavy, dense dog, just like you. I have hopes she'll be your size but as time goes by those hopes are fading. She's just too small at her age to reach your height.
Weather permitting, I hope to take both dogs to Grand Ave. tonight or tomorrow (or both), to wander around and meet strangers. Puppy class said they should meet 100 strangers before age 4 months, and we're well past that age, but I think it's still a good idea. Ansel of course, loves everyone, so I am hoping she picks up on his appreciation for strokes and kind words, from anyone who will pay attention to him. She does not seem to be so scared of men, and I would like to continue that trend! I'll let you know how it goes.
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