Last week I introduced Indy. He is a sweetheart, but definetely a loud dog. He barks, he seems to bump into almost everything in his path, his tail is often brushing over everything we have on our shelves and he sees no problem in jumping over the other dogs to get to us. Bless his heart.
Our morning and afternoon walks have been an adaptation as well. Indy can't quite figure out which way he turns, so he just goes as he pleases. Jack needs to be in front of the entire group. And Delta is just trying to get as far away from both of them as she can. I don't blame her.
Cesar Milan would cringe at the sight. I am just so thankful that we have yet to run into another dog or a cat on our path. I can just see the Tazmanian Devil-like tornado we'll end up in!