I know, I know. I'm sorry. I mean well, but I've been hiding something from you all. Something big. We have a new member of the family. May I introduce...
Tchai is a schnoodle, a schnauzer/poodle cross. She came to us named Chai, and we briefly considered changing her name to Snickerdoodle, which is what Clay called every poodle cross we considered. Schnoodle, goldendoodle, labradoodle, they were all snickerdoodles to Clay. But Chai just stuck with her, and then Max decided it was actually short for Tchaikovsky, and so here she is. Tchai the wonder dog.
She's just about a year old, which means despite my many protestations that I would never, we have a puppy. Every so often she loses her mind and goes racing around the house like a mad dog, or attacks someone's shoes as though to save us all from the mortal danger of...shoelaces. Seriously, she's a little bit of a jerk sometimes. She especially loves Tre's shoes, which is sad for him. Yesterday she stole a roll of toilet paper from the bathroom and created an impressive mess.
But she is objectively adorable, and she would like some belly rubs, please.
Raphael has been working hard on training her, and she's come a long way. She sits on command, and comes when called (unless there's something really scary to bark at, like...a chicken), and fetches like a champ. She will leave a treat on the floor in front of her for ages, until she's told she can have it.
Crate training is going well, too.
When we first brought her home (April 3), she was a nervous ball of energy. I talked to Mir that day, or soon after, and she remarked that with rescue dogs, it takes a good month to really get to know them, and it's true. Over the last month and a half, she's settled down remarkably. She's still a ball of energy, don't get me wrong. But she adores her people so much, and when anyone returns home, she literally dances with wriggling joy to see them.
After a few weeks of living with her, I can say with authority that I know this dog. She's a tiny bit crazy, full of ideas (some of them good), difficult and busy and sometimes a jerk and absolutely brimming with love.
She's one of us.