I was out in the back with Scrappy and Lilly this evening. I took some shots with the camera. Tried to get Lilly to stop posing like a goof when I had her next to Scrappy. No luck. I suddenly decided to introduce Scrappy and the new boy, Monty. I’m normally reluctant to do a dog intro by myself but I felt okay about this one. Scrappy is pretty safe in such situations but I chose not to include Lilly. She can wait until tomorrow.
I returned both Scrappy and Lilly and out them behind a barrier. Then I ushered Monty into the backyard to make sure he was okay from his, um, procedure this morning. Monty got a few minutes to take care of personal business and stretch his legs.
Then I let Scrap out the back door. I used to always feel the tension, apprehension, and undivided attention that accompanies the first moments of an introduction. Not so much any more. I put the banging bowls down after 20 or 30 seconds because I knew Scrappy and Monty would be okay.