Giving peace a chance

This is our fifth full day with two Beagles, and it’s as good a time as any for a status report. Many things are going very, very well.

For starters, Biggles is an absolutely superb little boy – I just can’t think of any way he could be better. He’s incredibly cute…

…and although it now appears his current size and weight isn’t all that impressive (going by Tess’s little Tara – 4.1kg at 8 weeks against Biggles 4.2 at 7 weeks) I’m still happily convinced he’s going to be a Beagle version of Arnold Schwarzenegger when he’s fully grown.

He’s also a brilliant little character. At mealtimes, he sticks to you like glue, running around and between your feet like Speedy Gonzalez. He’s confident and outgoing, yet he enjoys a cuddle. Last night while I was icing my achilles tendons after a run, he snuggled up to me, stuck his nose in my ear and nodded off. I spent the next twenty minutes with a furry, snoring, one-sided ear muff.

And then there’s the housetraining. At barely eight weeks old, he’s pretty much got the hang of it already, at least as far as peeing is concerned. When he needs to go he tells you in no uncertain terms, then trots out into the garden to do what a puppy’s got to do. He doesn’t cock his leg yet; I guess that’ll come later. Instead he adopts a herioc stance and calmly surveys his surroundings while he does his business. Of course it can all go horribly wrong if he gets too excited, but still it’s amazing that he’s doing so well at such a young age.

Really the only worry we have at the moment is his relationship with Beanie. They tend to get on well in the garden..

..but when they meet in the house it doesn’t take long for a dominance battle to begin. It starts innocently enough. A little lazy, half-hearted wrestling…

Then a toy becomes involved and the play becomes a little more intense…

Then someone nips someone else’s ear..

And things start hotting up!

Biggles’ breeder warned us to expect something like this, and I’m confident it’ll pass, the only question is how we should handle it in the meantime.

The modern training approach seems to be to limit their exposure to each other, for a number of reasons. Firstly there’s the issue that the pup may imprint himself on the older dog rather than his owners and lose his independence. I’ve heard some double-dog owners saying how the younger dog can’t bear to be parted from the older one, so I guess that is a valid concern. Certainly I want Biggles to be every bit as confident and independent as Beanie. Then there’s the impact on the older dog to consider – young pups are pushy and could make the other one’s life a misery. We tried the separation approach for the first few days, and my feeling is that the more we interceded in their tussles and kept them apart, the more the tension between them grew.

Many experienced dog owners we’ve talked to advocate a different approach: let the dogs have enough time together to settle their positions in the pack and bond. The sooner this is done, the less stress and suffering for the dogs and their owners.

And then of course there’s the Caesar Milan philosophy: be a strong pack leader and the dogs will accept the positions you give them.

We’ve got no personal experience to draw on and since neither of us is a short Mexican bloke who’s recently appeared on a cringe-worthy episode of Bones, Susan called up Biggles’ breeder and our beagle owning friends for advice. The advice we got was consistent and clear: give the dogs a chance to work it out between themselves.

This is just what we plan to do, and our first attempt this evening seemed encouraging. The play battle lasted for about quarter of an hour (the very time suggested by Biggles’ breeder) and there were lots of angry sounding noises (although I’m not convinced either dog was genuinely angry), wrestling and attempted humpings, but really nothing more than that. Afterwards everything seemed calmer.

The intense play fighting is hard to watch; on the one hand we’re very aware that Biggles is really just a toddler up against what is effectively a young adult.  We know Beanie’s really very gentle, but there’s so much energy in the exchanges it’s easy to worry about our little boy. On the other hand, we worry that Beanie might get upset and stressed by the process. I guess the important thing to remember is that they’re dogs, not humans, and this is how dogs do things. And to be perfectly honest both of them seem to thoroughly enjoy it.

Finally, although this is going to mean more contact between the two of them, I’m not too concerned about the independence aspect for Biggles. We’ll continue to play with them, train and feed them separately and even when Biggles has had his final vaccination shot he’ll likely be on separate walks from Beanie for some time. And he is after all a Beagle – bred to be deteremined and independent whilst still enjoying the company of the pack.

We plan to pop in and have a chat to the neigbours over the weekend to find out just how far the noise is travelling!!

Can’t take her anywhere!

This morning I took Beanie to Bellahouston park instead of her regular haunt. It tends to be quieter, so there’s not usually much dog-play but it gives me a chance to spend more time walking with Beanie and controlling her off-lead. I felt it was a good idea to do this now, given that Beanie’s home environment has been shaken up a little with the arrival of Biggles.

The walk started uneventfully, and between the torrential showers there were some pretty nice moments…

Beanie behaved herself as much as a Beagle can, and all was going well. Until that is we ran into some of her old Bellahouston chums: Ellie, Maisy, Barnie and Buster. Barnie and Buster are Border Terriers, and Beanie just loves them to bits.

Beanie and Buster, at one of the many unofficial watering holes

This morning, even though she’s spayed, little Buster wanted to love Beanie to bits too. He had his “lipstick” out almost the moment he clapped eyes on her. Of course Beanie didn’t really know or care what he was trying to do; as far she was concerned, it was all a good excuse for chasing and wrestling. I hope Buster enjoyed his rumpy-pumpy session with Beanie, because it’ll be his last. His owner told me that tomorrow he’s getting the op!

During the course of all this activity, Beanie became more than a little muddy:

Before..

..and after

As a Beagle, Beanie is usually pretty much self-cleaning but this, this was a whole new level of mud-caking that required toweling and wipes at the car and a bath when she got back home.

Biggles of course got to dodge all the rain, mud and icy-cold wind. But he didn’t get to dodge a quick game of tug when I got back:

I bet I’ll need to hold on a heck of a lot tighter when he’s as old as Beanie is now!

It’s official: Biggles is a monster!

Susan took Biggles for his first check-up at the vet today while I stayed home and did my best to clean up Beanie after a rather muddy park visit.

Biggles got his first vaccination jag, which apparently he barely noticed thanks to some strategically placed treats. He was weighed and came in at a whopping 4.2 kilos – that’s pretty hefty considering he’s only seven and a half weeks old. By comparison, Beanie weighed about 3.6 kilos when we got her at just over eleven weeks old! He really is going to be a monster of a Beagle when he grows up.

He’s due to get his second round of vaccinations once he’s over ten weeks old, and shortly thereafter he’ll be able to take his first steps outside our house and garden. In the meantime he’s got the green light to meet other vaccinated dogs, and indeed he bumped into Beanie’s pal Sophie at the vets. Poor Sophie’s had a rough time since her spaying op. She had a reaction to her stitches and now faces another couple of weeks of enforced rest before she can return to her normal, very active life. Truly a nightmare for a Beagle!

Back at home we had some wonderful, peaceful moments like this:

Biggles Playing

We also had some not so peaceful moments, as you can see and especially hear in the video below.

TheHowling

Surprisingly it’s Beanie making all the racket this time. I think she was a little irked to find Biggles in her play area just outside our office. Biggles is a little rascal though – you can see him having a naughty nibble of Beanie’s ear just before the noise pollution really starts up!

Despite the occasional hiccup I think things are progressing well. The same can be said of Biggles’ house training. A lot of the time he’s actually going to the door to be let into the garden when nature calls – absolutely amazing given that he’s a male, a Beagle, and not even eight weeks old yet! Of course sometimes it goes very wrong. This morning Susan had the not so pleasurable experience of having some fresh puppy poo squelch between her toes when she didn’t quite get him to the garden quick enough after his breakfast.

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