We haven't fixed on a name yet, but the neighbor kids call him Ace. I like Max myself, but we'll see what fits. Max/Ace is a 6-week old American Staffordshire Terrier pup we scored off a guy who didn't spay his female or neuter his male and is now frantically searching for homes for nine puppies. This little guy is very cute, and he and Dolce seem to already love each other. After only a couple of days they cry if they can't see each other and not be together, and before we put their crates next to each other, he screamed and screamed. Now that they are together, he seems a lot happier and he reaches through the crate to smack Dolce in the face. She loves it.
I was surprised that Dolce was such a good sport about everything. She shares her toys, lets him eat and drink out of her bowls, and she herds him if he starts to wander around. She tries to scruff him but isn't quite sure how and ends up just shoving him around with her face. Outside she runs circles around him and they play quite happily. I am glad that when he gets bigger, she will have someone to play with that can keep up with her. Despite the lack of sleep and potty training, we are glad we brought him home.
His first visit to the vet went pretty well. In spite of the most impressive case of intestinal worms I have EVER seen in a dog, he is pretty healthy and now has his vaccinations scheduled. We'll get him neutered when he's six months, get a chip in him, and get him licensed. He doesn't know what a lucky little son of a gun he is.
At this point, I am just pleased we were able to give a needy pup a home, get Dolce a friend, and us a new family member. We're chock full now. And like I said three animals ago, NO MORE PETS!
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