Welcome Home, baby boy!

It wasn't looking good to start with! I managed to get only 3 hours of sleep on Tuesday night, my mum had misunderstood why I'd asked her to come so I had to drive there, the traffic leaving Bristol was awful, the weather on the M4 was utterly bizarre with alternating pockets of really heavy fog and glaring low sunshine, and then we needed to stop for a wee break!

Thankfully, we arrived only 10 minutes later than originally planned  :o)

Mum, Sophie and I spent an hour with Amanda and Ian going through all the paperwork and signing what needed signing, but my brain was on auto-pilot as the mantra running through it was just screaming "PUPPYPUPPYPUPPYPUPPYPUPPYPUPPY"  ;o)  It did sink in that his Kennel Club name is Tamazan Wensleydale :oD

And finally he was mine, all mine!

I carried him out to the car, posed for this photo........

.......popped him into the crate and settled down for the journey.

Unfortunately, Cheese's confusion and concern overwhelmed him and we were treated to a running commentary allllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll the way home about how he couldn't find his brother and sisters, how he was concerned that he might starve to death because the food lady wasn't with us, how he didn't like being in prison, how the prison was moving, how the treat bag didn't seem to be open often enough, etc etc  ;o)

He eventually settled to sleep 5 minutes from home, then promptly woke up and vomited his breakfast all over the crate!

Once we got home, Cheese had his first visit to our garden, where he met Mika with no bother at all  :o)  Moss came out to meet him, shoved a toy in his face, realised that he didn't know how to play "tug" and ignored him. Casey came out to meet him, fell in love and spent the next hour trying to get him to play "chase around the table"  :o)

Apparently, the sofa is the mountain that he is most desperate to climb but, for the moment, he needs some assistance, so he persuaded Nanny to help him....

It became apparent that he desperately needed a snooze, so he was popped into his crate where he lodged only a brief objection before falling fast asleep :o)

He woke up a different puppy!! He strutted up to Casey, playbowed her and off they all went playing racey chasey games!!


I was just gobsmacked to see them all playing like this less than 2 hours after his arrival. He is SO what we all needed :o)

After such a busy day, he spent the evening napping....

Bedtime came around and it was hard work! He doesn't really 'do' crying, only top of the lungs howling and that is precisely what he did for a full hour before giving in to sleep. 2 minutes later, Jacob went downstairs to make himself some supper and came back upstairs singing loudly >:o(  Another 20 minutes of howling followed (from Cheese, not Jacob ;o) ). 10 minutes later, I had to go to the toilet. By now, it was 1am and the next half hour of howling nearly killed me. I took him out for a wee and decided to give everyone a break by taking him into bed. He lay on his back, passed out and snored till 6.30! I know all the complications I could be causing myself, but after only 3 hours of sleep the night before, it was more important to me that I got more sleep than won a battle with a 7 week old puppy :oP Besides, half an hour after waking, he was asleep again, in his downstairs crate, so I snoozed on the sofa and we had another 2 hours of sleep. There's plenty of time for battles when I'm not so tired.....