I had my family over to the house last night. We get together a lot (yay!) but the boys are not always around all of them at once, except holidays or when everyone comes here. In situations where it is all adults, no issue, the boys do great. But when the entire family gathers, there is a Princess. This particular love of mine comes dressed to party, a la tutu’s (her sense of style is one of the 10 billion things I adore about her).
Jake is not around little people very often. I mean kids in the hood, sure, but he is usually on leash around them. Previous encounters with Princess Tutu have included him jumping at the tutu as it bounces around with it’s wearer. The type of jumping up and mouth grabbing that he’d do with a toy. But when a child is attached to the tutu, that is not OK behavior. So previously he has had to be removed from the situation so that everyone was safe.
There are several issue at play. Jake is mesmerized by Princess Tutu. Her energy is his perfect match, the way she zips back and forth, up and down, well hello she’s human Jake! Add to that, her clothes are so fun and Jake tends to takes himself up a few notches around her.
But last night, although he tried a few times to catch the tutu, he was respectful of the Princess. We let him hang out in a different room for a while to acclimate to the noise and then we let him join the group. At first we put Princess Tutu up on a royal pedestal but when we put her lower, he was, dare I say enamored. He. Did. Great!
Melvin man, he is good at staying when he wants to stay and moving when little people are tugging or squealing too much. Jake will probably never be that dog, who removes himself, so I’m happy to see him able to adjust to to a change in the level of chaos. And should a moment come when I see he needs a break, I will always remove him and give him moments away from the royal madness.
After everyone left, I was cleaning up and realized Jake was not downstairs (WHICH NEVER HAPPENS, he is always near me). I finally found him upstairs, in his own bed, covered with his blanket, zonked out! He literally put himself to bed! You can’t even see him in the photos below, that is how tucked in he got himself, but if you could make him out, he’s to the right of the heap.