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Tyson, the hyper Jack Russell Terror, is coming to stay with us tomorrow. I really hope we are up for this. He's cute, but he's got to learn to play with Kenya, and Kenya has to learn to share being the dog again. It's been 10 years since we had two dogs in the house. Beauford was the last other dog we had, and he was such a great dog. Maybe I do idealize him. He was such a "broken" pet that the instinct to take him home and spoil him was overwhelming. Beauford was one of 3 dogs that were pushed out of a car at the closed Schuyler Drive-in movie theater (it had been closed for more than 10 years, and was surrounded by abandoned fields and woods). Beauford was the only one the dog-catcher managed to catch. It's no wonder he was caught- he was old and arthritic and mostly blind. The vet guessed his age at 16, and he was a basset-beagle mix. He was our first portable dog- he loved the car, and rode with us to the shelter every day and was the "office dog." Kenya was never social enough for this. To this day, she is still fond of biting people's ankles (never painfully).

Tyson is outweighed by two of the cats... most importantly, by Tom. And Tom is the one who will have trouble adjusting. Tom Does Not Like Dogs. It took him a good 6 months to come to a truce with Kenya, and even now they still have the occasional misunderstanding (I want over there, and you are in my way type).

Tyson doesn't know how to play with another Dog. The only times he tried snipping at Kenya was when she tried to chase the ball too. It's now His ball, and his job is to play with it- not race another slower older dog to the ball. He also doesn't care that she out weighs him 3 to 1- he thinks he's faster, and he's probably right.

He'll stay for about 6 weeks. We shall see how it goes. I really worry that as soon as he adjusts to us, is when he will have to leave. We shall see.  ¶ 8:03 AM