And the cuteness continues....

It has been almost a week since I have posted.  And if I said my world has been turned upside down to say nothing of poor Winston.  For those of you without access to my Facebook postings, the newest member of my little furry family has arrived.

After trying out several different names, I have taken to calling the little fellow Miles.  It was suggested to me by a high school classmate.  Willa said she has always liked Miles as a name and since he had traveled so far to become a member of my family that it was a perfect name.  And I agreed.  He still has not figured out that it is his name, but he does turn every now and then when I call him.

I arrived in Fogelsville about 5 minutes before the scheduled meeting to find the van already parked in the lot.  I was surprised at the size of the van.  It was tall and about the size of a small bus.  The double side doors were opened and the one side was nothing but stacked and secured travel crates.  There were numerous sizes of dogs and I could her the occasional meow, so there had to be at least one unhappy cat.  There was a man and a woman (Cindy) in charge and they were refreshing a couple of the crates.  I was soon presented with Mr. Rubbles who looked confused but happy to be out of the truck.  After receiving his paperwork and medication, I turned to give him a walk.  When I turned back, the van was already pulling away to gas up and continue on their journey.  They were professional and loved what they do.  According to their web site they were also certified and insured.  Quite the organization.

Mr. Rubbles, now Miles, curled up on the seat of the van and slept or scratched or licked his butt and paws.  Rachel, his foster Mom, had indicated that after his vet visit, he had begun to scratch  at his ears.  But this was more body wise.  But we arrived home safe and sound. (Thanks to all of my friends and family who remained awake until 2:00 AM to make sure I got home safely.)

The introduction to Winston went well.  Winston had no idea and was not happy, but there was no fighting, just the occasional snarl.  Miles did try his best to mount Winston which was not well received.  He has tried it once or twice since, but has learned that is not acceptable behavior.

I am having two separate feeding areas and when eating, I close the baby gate so Miles cannot come out and eat what is left of Winston's food.  Unlike Winston who was satisfied with grazing all during the day and night, if there is any food anywhere on the floor, Miles is going to eat it!!  Winston has still lot figured that out, so when I put down the dry food, he might take one or two pieces, leaving the rest for later.  Miles is busy, in the kitchen, eating every last crumb.  If I forget... and I have... to move Winston's bowl out of his feeding area, Miles would finish off in just a few moments.  And once he gets going, do not even think about taking it away.  Snarling and gnashing of teeth will ensue.

Rachel had indicated in the initial conversation about Miles that he did not beg for people food.  This is Saturday evening chicken salad sandwich and the little head on the left is Miles, watching every bite I am taking, along with Winston, the set of eyes at the end of the recliner.  Perhaps he did not beg at Rachel's house, but he is certainly is doing so here.

There have been a couple of  nasty moments when Winston had been curled up on the end of the recliner and Miles has jumped up past him and onto my lap.  Winston initially growls to warn Miles not to play with his behind.  Miles then starts to snarl which puts Winston into snarling and the next thing I know they are really baring teeth and Miles is lunging at Winston's head.  I have to put one of them either in the crate or in the kitchen where they can settle down and forget what they were doing.  I think what happens is that Winston just warns Miles but Miles thinks he is growling at me, so he goes into protect Mom mode and then Winston does, too.  So I just do not allow any more than one on the recliner at a time.  Today... so far... no major snarling.

So, these are the new faces in my life.  They are getting along, but we have a long way to go.  Tomorrow I am taking Miles to the vet here to get him set up, and to see if we can figure out why he is scratching his ears and chewing on his body.  Winston goes on Wednesday for his annual checkup and boosters.

I go to a new cardiologist next Monday.  The one I had been seeing has left the practice, so I am checking out the replacement doctor.  Then on Wednesday I see a new family doctor.  Same issue with my doctor leaving the practice, so i am checking out a new one.  They are all in the same group and I am going to see if they can at least work together to schedule visits and tests so I am not getting overly stuck and checked.  I will let you know.