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We adopted Clary in 2015.  A year later we drove to Kentucky (from Pennsylvania) with Clary to adopt Quinn.   They hit it off in the first minute.  We spent an hour or so with the foster’s of Quinn, during that time the dogs played and got to know each other.  We then put the two dogs in the back of our little Mitsubishi Outlander and drove back to Pennsylvania.  This goes against everything we recommend to potential adopters.  Slow gradual introductions are key to the success of two dogs getting along.  We however, were lucky. With only a few minor skirmishes they have always been close.  The sleep in the same room. They eat together, share toys and play together and are seldom apart.  What they are not, is cuddly.  Not with each other and not with us although both are not shy of coming over and ask to be petted or food or anything else they want.  They enjoy contact.  But they won’t come over and curl up with us they don’t sit in our laps etc.  All of which is fine by us as they are both 100+ pounds.  Note, Clary is the white one (female).  Quinn obviously is the other (male).

Asking and receiving some attention

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Quinn and Clary at play

Quinn Clary playing

But it took a cat to pee on the other bed to force the two into a cuddle session.

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Quinn was already lying in that bed when Clary discovered what the cat had done.  Quinn, like all males in all species resigns himself to his fate.

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Here is an interesting observation.  Every sound in and around our house has the exact same ending.  An example?  Okay, a bird chirping in a tree sounds like this, “Tweet…tweeet….twweeeWOOF WOOF GGRRRR WOOF WOOF!”  A car pulling into a driveway four houses down sounds like this, ‘VroooWOOF….WOOFWOOFWOOOF…GRRRWOOF’.   The neighbor in his kitchen opening a beer, ‘PfffWOOF…WOOOFWOOOOF…’.  How about an ant farting under a leaf? ‘…..WOWOWOOFGRRRRWOOF…WOOF.’   Every sound day or night.  I’ve lived here what 16 years now? Until we brought a Great Pyrenees into our home I never noticed the similarities to the sounds.

Perhaps it is because our house is in the woods and often damp that food here left un-attended, almost instantly turns into a tiny puddle of slime.  Just the other day I took three cookies out of the bag. I ate one and put the two remaining on the counter while I went to get a drink.  When I turned around to pick up the cookies they had reduced themselves into a small pile of drool like substance.  We made pizza the other night,  my wife had her plate on the end table as we ate and watched television. When she went to reach for the last piece on the plate, it had transformed into a spot of slime.

Our self-cleaning counters also cleans the dishes.  True thing!  Place your plate on the counter, turn your back and when you turn around plate is clean, although sometimes there is a tiny puddle on it.

I never knew that inanimate objects had hair.  Our couch has hair, as does our floor and clothes heck even our carpet has a carpet on top of it. Sure you can vacuum it up, which we do but it just grows back and grows back fast.  If only what is left on the top of my head would do the same.

But you know? Even with the hair, drool and barking.  Even with the brushing, walking, vet, Even with the fights to get them a bath or clipping nails I wouldn’t change it for the world.

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