The next time I showed up, the dogs and Otter clustered around the door. And what was that tiny little being I spied between Mochi’s feet?
It looked like a puppy!
It was! It was Molly, the not-yet-giant schnauzer.
The same adoption agent that delivered Mochi to us was here. But this time, he seemed to need some convincing.
“I know we have a lot of dogs?” said Lucas. “And a cat? But we’ve still got room? At least in our hearts?”
They sat together.
“I admit they all seem healthy,” said the agent, “and they look happy. But it can really change the dynamics when you introduce a new dog into the mix. Are you sure you’re ready for that?”
“Do I look ready! I’m ready?” Lucas replied.
At last the agent was somewhat convinced.
“Let’s consider it a trial,” he said as he was leaving. “Give it a day or two, a week, and if there are any concerns at all, we won’t hold you to it. She’s a good dog! We won’t have any trouble re-homing her, if needed!”
“Oh?” said Lucas. “It won’t be needed!”
As soon as the door closed, Molly ran up to Caleb.
I’m Little Miss Molly! she shouted.
I’m smitten! said Caleb.
You’re very big, she said.
You will be, too, he replied, one day. Until then, I’ll show you the ropes.
And while Otter watched on, he taught her how to play.
First you fake down low, like this.
And then you pounce!
Otter snickered. She was the one who’d taught Caleb how to pounce!
Think you’ve got it? Caleb asked.
Let her try! Just let her try it! suggested Otter.
Molly took a more vocal approach.
I’m bigger than you! she barked. I’m bigger! One day… ay-ay-ay…
When Lucas went to bed, I called Tanvi over so we could pup-sit together.
“She’s a lively little thing, isn’t she, Tan?” I asked.
“Needs to be,” said Tanvi, “to keep up with this crew.”
“Happy, Bartholomew?” I asked.
“I’m happy, too,” said Tanvi.
I was, too.
Such fine dogs, Caleb and Crackers were! I felt awed when I considered that these were my Bobie’s grandpups, both so tall and strong. I couldn’t see much of Bobie in them, physically, but they both had his kind and gentle nature–and they had their grand-dam’s stubbornness!
“Mochi really brought in some beauty to this line, didn’t she, Tanvi?” I asked. “And a good bit of size!”
“Oh, yes,” said Tanvi. “But they’ve also got all their sire’s sweetness!”