Some human friends of ours got a new puppy yesterday. She's an eight-week-old miniature dachshund. Her name is Millie.Isn't she cute? She is so tiny. I've never seen a puppy that small before. I got to meet her today--because I'm such a good dog. We were afraid that Bella wouldn't be gentle enough. Bella just loves rough play.
Millie was a bit shy at first. I guess I looked pretty big to her. Also, I'm the first big dog, other than her mother, that she's met.
After a few minutes of watching me, she got closer ....then would run back to her human mum. She did this for awhile.
I tried to get her to chase me. Eventually, it worked. She'd chase me a little ways and run back to her mum.
Finally, she got the idea of bitey face and was swinging off my beard. Naturally, the photographer was hopeless and kept missing the good shots. (She blamed the camera!)
We had a great time once Millie got braver. I was very gentle. Her human was very impressed. She couldn't believe that a big dog like me could play so gently with a puppy. And not get cranky when my beard had a puppy hanging off it.
Then Millie went inside and went straight to bed. She was very tired. She is so sweet. Alph has been oooohing and awwwing--she loves puppies. When Millie's a bit bigger, we'll introduce her to Bella and Kendra. (Kendra's gentle, too, but we thought one dog at a time is enough when you're that small.)