The Dynamic Duo

I'd love to say that Frodo is loving being a furry foster brother, but he is not at all enjoying this gig. He's a persnickety little guy - "two going on 12" we like to say. Although Suki isn't one of those crazy, spazzy puppies, she's a puppy nonetheless and that means she wants to play 24/7.

Frodo would rather NOT play with Suki. She tries and tries to get him interested, jumping up with him to his favorite spot on the back of the couch and giving him a nip on the tail, to which he responds with a lip curl, a snarl, and by jumping off the couch. She won't give up that easily though, so down she goes and chases him for a lap around the living room until he jumps back up on the couch. And then it starts all over again. And again. And again....

Every time she shows the slightest interest in a toy he decides that it's his favorite toy in the entire world and he MUST have it that very moment and rushes over to take it from her. Unfazed, Suki wanders off and chooses another of the many dog toys littering the living room. Frodo looks over, sees her new toy and decides that THAT toy is his favorite now and he needs that one. He grabs that toy and Suki goes back to grab the one she wanted in the first place, and so on, and so on...

I think the problem is that Frodo spent the first two years of his life being a pure-bred, pure-spoiled, dog and now he's got to put up with these fosters slobbering on HIS toys and HIS couch, and peeing in HIS carpet. I mean isn't it his job to pee on the carpet?

His nervous disposition and inability to adjust to change has made this rough, but not so much so that I would consider not fostering. My hope is that Suki will loosen him up a bit, but we'll see. She's got such a great disposition that at the very least she won't drive him to start marking or something awful like that.

In the photo above I have interrupted their endless battle to be king of the couch. It's the beef jerky that was hanging from my mouth and not the camera that got their attention so well.