Thursday evening my youngest daughter came home.  It’s been two years since she’s been home for Christmas, hence it’s been two years since I’ve seen her.

You may recall our trip to visit her in California was cancelled due to Snowtober 2011.

As you can well imagine anticipation was coursing through my body as we shot texts back and forth to each other.

Her last text to me said, We are at the tunnel! (Which put them about a minute or so away from the house.)

My next text to her read, We are at the door!!

And we were.

Along with her husband she brought her new puppy, Beauregard.  They call him Bo, I think I’m going to call him Bodacious.

Take a look and tell me what you think.

 

We thought it best to introduce the dogs outside.  After hugs in the driveway we trudged to the back yard with the two fools Sampson and Delilah losing their minds eagerly watching from the front door.

Sampson (aka Bull #1) came out of the chute first.  He’s more interested in his sister and our son-in-law than he is in the puppy.  There was some sniffing but it seemed to go okay.

 

Delilah (aka Bull #2) came charging out of the gate next.  She’s more interested in the dog than the humans but we all stood around telling her to be nice and she was.

 

Since it had started raining about 10 minutes before they arrived, we moved inside.

Bodacious was so cute and very happy to finally be out of the car, he ran around all over the house scoping out toys.  There was lots of play bowing and he acted very appropriately around the two older dogs.

Delilah growled a couple of times but not in a menacing manner, more of a I’m not that kind of girl, we need to know each other first kind of way.

Sampson on the other hand turned into a dick.  He snapped at the puppy once and I pulled him aside and had him sit, and told him he was not a good boy.

I thought maybe it was better if he went into our bedroom so I put him in there for a few minutes.

I explained to my daughter and SIL that if they are petting Sampson and their dog walks up to them Sampson WILL snap at the dog and sure enough my SIL was petting Sampson and little Bodacious waddled over, I saw Sampson’s upper lip do a good impression of Elvis and I said, He’s going to snap.

Situation diffused.

Now the dogs are all running around and we are chatting when all of a sudden for no reason any of us could see, Sampson lunged at Bo again.

This time Bo retreated whimpering and Sampson went back in the bedroom.  Thankfully he didn’t appear to be hurt.   My daughter said sometimes if he moves to quickly his little legs don’t support him properly and it’s almost like he twists his ankle.

Sampson was definitely thrown off by having a puppy in the house, as he had me up twice during the night.  Once around 12:30 pm and then again at 4:00 am.

Both times Delilah got up too and scoped out the situation and both times I made them go outside and then right back to bed.

I could really use some advice here from those of you who foster frequently or have introduced other dogs to your pack.

How do I stop Sampson’s nasty behavior?