Ch-ch-changes

We got a second dog. I know! What were we thinking?! But it really hasn't been too bad. The only tough part is the nighttime. Max (our golden mix) is used to sleeping with us in our bed. (I know, I know...we spoil him.) But Diego was trained not to get onto furniture.

There's also the issue of the cats. Diego is a siberian husky, and apparently, according to the Internet, they are "cat killers". Which terrifies me. But he's five. And he's shown no aggression to them. And so far, no kitty deaths. We are slowly introducing them but it is definitely a process and we are still in our adjustment period. (It's only been 2 days.)

I always have a panic moment when it comes to big life changes like another animal. It happened after I got Max. It happened when I decided to keep Bucky. It happened when Michael moved in with Naima, and it's happening now. Just that moment where you freak out and think that maybe you did the wrong thing.... but then it becomes normal life and you wonder what you were so worried about.