
The dogs are settling in, though Rosie’s kennel cough seems to be getting worse. It’s a terrifying thing to watch as she coughs and then almost chokes. Annie is a bit scared, but Rosie and Sophie — who seems completely over her lack of appetite and lethargy — are going to the vet today.
On another note, they are amazingly curious little animals and we’ve probably given them a bit more freedom than is good for them or us so far. For the first time last night, Sophie cried when we led her to her pen to go to sleep. I had to sit in the living room until she fell asleep (and, yes, I dosed off on the couch). I’m not sure how wise that was.
This morning, getting them into the pen was like corralling cats. I think that, next week, once it is just the dogs and us, we will be able to develop a real routine.