It’s a dog’s life – Part 02

The lingering thought about those first several days of bringing Maxwell home was just how small and soft he was.  One of the reasons why my wife’s family had latched onto Bichons was because they have hair, not fur, and so they don’t shed.  In those early days, he was soft and pretty much fit in the palm of my hand.

If there was one word I could use to describe Maxwell as a puppy, it would be enthusiastic.  He loved everything.  Exploring the entire house, inside and out, crawling under furniture, he approached every new experience with a near insanity, and we loved it.

But soon we had to learn to try and tamper that insanity, because Maxwell was about to have a sibling.

Not a canine one, though…

Our first child was born less than two years after bringing Max home and it took some time for him to adjust, for sure.  He couldn’t quite figure out what this new thing was or how it ended up in his house, but he was gentle and inquisitive as all puppies are.

Another interesting start to Maxwell’s life was that we started taking him to my wife’s parents for doggy day care, and my wife’s parents owned a particularly large and friendly Rottweiler.

Little Maxwell, an eight pound Bichon (they’re NOT POODLES) began mirroring some of the 80 pound Rottweiler’s behavior.  He was 80 pounds of tough guy in an 8 pound, furry package and at the beginning it was hilarious.  Amazingly, though, when it came to the new baby he was as gentle as a feather, and he put up with a lot.

A much more tolerable older brother than a human, I’d wager.

But more changes were coming for us, and for Max…a move to a new house and the impending arrival of a second sibling certainly made things even more interesting.

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