While we made sure to stop a few times on the way home to let Emma out to potty, all she did was snuggle us and sleep. Since I drove, Aaron held her for most of the ride. However, she expressed interest at one point in coming to see me, so she laid in my lap and didn’t mind my leg moving to break or accelerate.
When we got home, I stayed outside in the grass with her while Aaron went inside to get Sammie. We wanted their first meeting to be on a more neutral territory – close to the house, but not inside or in the back yard.
When Sammie came outside (leashed), she immediately came over and gave Emma a sniff. She was curious, but also excited, I think, because she tried to play with her! Emma is so small, though, that it scared her and she came running over to me to protect her. Sammie just went about her business as usual, giving Emma a chance to go up to Sammie and investigate her a bit closer.
They ran around and explored the yard together for several minutes before we felt they were ready to go inside. I carried Emma down the steps to our door, brought her into the kitchen, and sat down with her. The cats were excited we were home, so they both ran up to greet me and immediately stopped in their tracks. Their eyes got bigger, their posture changed, and they slowly started to back away, all the while keeping an eye on the little bundle in my arms. Emma at this point could have cared less about them, but when the cats came close to investigate, she reached her head out and touched noses with them. That caused the cats to scurry, Tubby staying close to survey while Frou ran and hid in protest.
The rest of that day was spent snuggling with her on the couch; going to Petsmart to get some puppy food, dog bowls, a kennel (same size as Sammie’s, but with a divider in it so she can grow into it), and itty bitty bones; and taking her out to potty every time she woke up from a nap.
Our original plan when we went to sleep that night was to put her in her kennel next to the bed and get up every few hours to let her out. Needless to say, we just brought her to bed with us! She fell asleep curled up next to Aaron, but when I woke up at 3am, she was tucked up as close to my face as she could get. She roused not long afterward, and Aaron took her out. She was up again at 5:30am, and then again at 7:30am (at which point we just got up).
Sunday was more sleeping, peeing, and pooping, but she did start to come out of her shell a bit more. She also seemed to learn the routine – that when we came inside, we would go into the living room and back up on the couch! If we didn’t put her up there when we first came inside, she would stand up on her back paws, indicating she would LIKE to be put up there. I also took Sammie to the dog park to play – I wanted her to know that she’ll still get one-on-one time with us.
Sammie had a BLAST! There were so many dogs there that would run and play with her, so I was thrilled. We were actually out there for an hour and a half, and I had trouble calling her to me so we could leave. Normally, after an hour, she’ll come up to us and stick close, saying something like, “Okay, this is boring – can we just go home now?” Not Sunday! Hopefully those same dogs will keep coming and we can have regular play dates.
Thursday, I’ll tell you about what we’ve been doing now that we’re back at work (and, unfortunately, can’t take Emma with us).