The new dog

This is Argie. Named for his country of birth, Argentina, he is, as far as we know, without pedigree. However, he does have a certain cachet in that he is foreign-born. This he shares with his "elder" brother, Buster, who was born in England and does have a bit of a pedigree (tell you about that later). Now, since the two cats who live here were both born in the USA and really couldn't care less about the airs the dogs put on being "foreign and all that"(then again, maybe that's just being a cat) there wasn't any sort of American-born "critter buffer" when Argie came to live with us. Buster had met Argie before, but only when Argie was part of a pack that Buster only visited every once in a while. Though I tend to anthropomorphize as far as our puppies are concerned, I can't help but think that Buster must have been thinking "what the hell are you doing in my house?" when we adopted Argie as our own. Buster and Argie have made peace. It didn't really take that long. Frivolously, we chalked the early altercations up to some leftover "Falklands Islands" misunderstanding. It wasn't until we translated for Argie that Buster meant "Las Malvinas" that he finally understood we felt his pain. Both Buster and Argie just want our love, as unconditionally as they both offer it to us.

Dogs instinctively know and lead us down the path to peace. We just have to pay attention.